Xi Leyao walked up to her and reached out to take her delicate hand.
Looking down carefully, he noticed that Song Jinhe’s fingers had developed some hangnails.
“Where are those creams and lotions you use for your face and hands?” Xi Leyao asked, looking at her.
“Over there.” Song Jinhe pointed to a black table where several bottles of skincare products were placed.
Seeing just these few bottles, Xi Leyao couldn’t help but ask, “Only these?”
“Yes,” Song Jinhe nodded. “Just these. I threw away the rest.”
The original owner of this body had been extravagant. After moving here with Xi Leyao, she had complained about everything.
She had brought too many things and, with no place to store them, had simply tossed them into the trash.
The main reason was that the original owner hadn’t expected Xi Leyao to truly go bankrupt and for them to have to live in this old, run-down neighborhood permanently.
Many of the skincare products, dresses, and shoes she had bought for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands had been discarded. Who would have thought that once they moved out of the luxury villa, there would be no going back?
Remembering what he had promised her yesterday, Song Jinhe immediately asked, “You said you’d buy me Black Swan cake today. Did you get it?”
“And milk tea and flowers.”
Hearing her mention the cake, Xi Leyao stood up from the sofa and said, “I’ve already ordered it. It’ll be delivered tonight.”
“Stay here and behave. I’m going out to work.” After saying this, Xi Leyao picked up a nearby vest, put it on, and left the apartment.
Standing in the hallway, Xi Leyao made up his mind to work hard and earn money.
Today’s events had truly shaken him.
Song Jinhe was his woman. What was she doing using perfume and clothes bought by another man?
Arriving at the delivery station, Xi Leyao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and placed it between his lips.
He didn’t light it, just held it there.
Just then, the station manager returned. Seeing Xi Leyao, he asked, “Xiao Yao, what are you doing here?”
If you’re not disciplined as a freelance delivery driver, you won’t make any money.
Over the past two months, Xiao Yao had been incredibly hardworking and diligent, arriving earliest and leaving latest every day.
He should have been out making deliveries at this time. If he was here, something must be up.
“Are you facing some difficulties?”
“Manager, didn’t you mention a highly lucrative job before?” Xi Leyao took out the cigarette pack, offered one to the manager, and asked.
“Ah, you mean that sales job,” the manager said, accepting the cigarette. “Sales can be very profitable if you make deals, but if you don’t, you’ll go hungry.”
“Are you really short on money?” The manager lit the cigarette and glanced at him.
“Yes, very.”
“Did your wife ask you for money again?” The manager exhaled a puff of smoke.
“You have to rein in such a spendthrift wife. Otherwise, if she spends all the money, what will you do when you face difficulties in the future and have nothing left?”
“Let me teach you a trick. Tell her you’re in debt, tens of thousands in debt, and all the money you earn goes toward paying it off. Just give her fifteen hundred a month.”
Hearing this, Xi Leyao scoffed.
His woman, he would naturally provide for her.
Fifteen hundred to live on for a month?
For a woman like Song Jinhe, who loved to spend lavishly, she’d turn around and divorce him to become Lu Xing’s mistress.
After all, Lu Xing was generous and could fulfill all of Song Jinhe’s demands.
No, just based on Song Jinhe’s face alone, there were plenty of men who wanted to keep her or marry her.
Song Jinhe was never short of men who liked her, and now that he was bankrupt, he couldn’t provide the life she wanted.
He couldn’t even do the simplest thing—treat her well—so being divorced was well-deserved.
The station manager continued, “At the end of the year, go ask her for another two thousand yuan. If she can’t come up with it, just say she’s wasteful.”
Xi Leyao looked at the station manager and casually asked, “Station Manager, do you treat your wife the same way?”
When asked about his wife, the station manager proudly replied, “Of course. I pay the rent and utilities every month and give her fifteen hundred to cover three meals a day.”
“This has been going on for two years now.”
Xi Leyao suddenly remembered the woman who had brought him a lunchbox last time. Her face was adorned with exquisite makeup, and the bag she carried cost at least ten thousand yuan.
“Brother, aren’tt you afraid your wife will divorce you?” Xi Leyao took the cigarette from his mouth and gently rubbed it with his thumb as he asked.
“Divorce?” The station manager couldn’t help but sneer. “She’s been with me since her freshman year. We’ve been together for seven years. How could she possibly divorce me?”
“She cut ties with her family for me. She has no one else to rely on.” The station manager spoke with absolute certainty, convinced his wife would never divorce him.
She would follow him and endure a lifetime of hardship.
Just then, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
The station manager took it out, glanced at it, and smiled at Xi Leyao. “It’s my wife calling. She’s probably asking what I want for dinner tonight.”
To show off, he even put the call on speakerphone.
“Liu Liang, let’s get a divorce.” The woman on the other end of the line spoke calmly.
Station Manager Liu was completely stunned. Divorce?
“What did you say?!” Liu Liang questioned in disbelief.
“I said, let’s get a divorce.”
“Being with you all these years has been truly disgusting.”
Her voice remained calm, as if she were casually complaining about spitting out a disliked dish.
There was no anger, no disappointment, not even a hint of accusation in her tone.
Xi Leyao tossed the cigarette into the car’s ashtray, wearing a mocking expression.
Once disappointment accumulates enough, people leave. No one stays in place waiting for your pity forever.
“We’ve been together for seven years, and we even have a child. How can you talk about divorce now?” Liu Liang continued.
“I had an abortion.” His wife replied, still eerily calm. “I thought about it last night. You give me fifteen hundred a month for living expenses. If the child is born under these circumstances, it will only inherit our poverty.”
The child was gone…
Liu Liang was stunned. He never expected his wife to abort the child without even discussing it with him.
“I don’t want to live like this either. Before I was with you, I had the latest phone, ate the best fruits, and wore the best clothes.”
“But you’ve disappointed me too much.”
After saying this, his wife hung up the phone.
After hearing this, Xi Leyao fell into deep thought.
He couldn’t let Song Jinhe divorce him.
After delivering his last food order, Xi Leyao drove toward the market, remembering that Song Jinhe had mentioned wanting to eat shrimp a few days ago.
He bought two pounds of shrimp and some steak.
Worried that Song Jinhe might be bored at home, he also bought some fruit from a fruit shop.
Passing by a milk tea shop, he went in and ordered a cup of milk tea.
And flowers.
If he forgot to buy flowers, Song Jinhe would definitely throw a fit.
After spending money on another bouquet of flowers, almost all the money earned today was gone.
Looking at the balance in the account, Xi Leyao clenched his fists, thinking to himself that he must work hard to earn more money.