She still had no attachment at all?
Countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Yunting’s mind, leaving only unease behind.
Liu Zhixia, however, could not read the obscurity in the man’s eyes.
She thought to herself: I’m so considerate. I only share hardships with you, not wealth.
Honestly, someone like her was rare even with a lantern.
Seeing a house far better than she had expected, Liu Zhixia felt as if she had entered a modern villa, her joy clearly visible on her face.
She first ran to the largest bedroom to take a look.
It was about fifteen or sixteen square meters, completely empty.
It looked very spacious.
However, the walls were painted white—compared to the straw-filled hut she had lived in before, this was already heaven.
After looking at the master bedroom, she nodded, though her enthusiasm wasn’t very high.
Then she ran to the second bedroom.
This was her territory, so she examined it especially carefully.
This room was much smaller, probably only about ten square meters.
It was also empty, but didn’t feel cramped.
On the ceiling hung a small dim yellow light bulb.
Liu Zhixia hadn’t seen such an unattractive lamp in a long time.
Yet for some reason, she found it strangely comforting.
Zhou Yunting’s mood, which had been complicated, was completely disrupted by Liu Zhixia’s cheerful figure.
In his eyes, the girl’s steps were light and happy.
Getting faster and faster.
She must truly be satisfied—good.
Once someone’s heart is involved, they always want to give the best they can.
After checking every corner of the empty rooms, Liu Zhixia returned to the tall man in the living room.
With a bright smile, she said, “Zhou Yunting, there’s no furniture or bed at home yet.
Should we go buy some?
Is it convenient to go now?”
Zhou Yunting glanced at the empty house.
They really did need to buy furniture and furnish it, otherwise they wouldn’t even have a place to step.
But his expression turned somewhat troubled—his family’s money had been confiscated.
And he had just arrived here, completely penniless.
Where would he get money to buy furniture and beds?
Liu Zhixia saw the tall, usually composed and noble-looking man lower his head silently, his fists tightening.
She curved her lips into a smile.
“Comrade Zhou Yunting, what are you thinking?
I’m the one managing the household money. If I say we buy things, then we buy them—no intention of saving money!
Don’t tell me you’re planning to keep your future allowance to yourself?”
Zhou Yunting suddenly looked up.
His gaze met the playful eyes of the bright and beautiful girl across from him.
They were filled with joy and teasing.
He quickly responded, “I’ll hand it over. All of it…”
“Good. Then let’s go!”
After a roundabout effort, Zhou Yunting and Liu Zhixia still couldn’t find anyone to ask for help.
Liu Zhixia also didn’t want Zhou Yunting to go ask his superiors for a car.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
“Zhou Yunting, why don’t we go find that unreliable Shen Hao?”
When Shen Hao understood their request, he jumped three feet high.
“Zhou Yunting, what did you just say?
You want me to be your driver and take you shopping for furniture?”
As he spoke, Shen Hao reached out toward Zhou Yunting’s forehead—but unexpectedly, he actually touched it.
“Doesn’t feel like a fever!
So why are you talking nonsense?”
Zhou Yunting frowned and stepped back in disgust, even wiping his forehead with his hand.
Shen Hao was stunned.
“Comrade Zhou Yunting, do you have to look so disgusted?”
“No, no, forget it.
I was even thinking of helping just now—what a waste of effort!”
Liu Zhixia blinked and went to rummage through her luggage.
When she came out again, she was holding something in her hands.
“Comrade Shen, are you sure you’re not going?”
Shen Hao snorted.
“I originally wanted to give you a model as thanks.
Looks like I’ll just have to trouble our Comrade Zhou Yunting to accept it instead!”
Shen Hao, who had been indifferent a moment ago, completely froze when he saw the lifelike tank model in Liu Zhixia’s hands.
How could it be so realistic? So exquisite?
It was even better than the ones in his own treasured collection.
Shen Hao’s thoughts shifted rapidly. A real man can bend and stretch.
He turned around immediately, abandoning his earlier stubbornness, and smiled brightly.
“Sister-in-law, it’s nothing! Just driving a car—I’ll make sure it’s steady and smooth for you.”
Zhou Yunting frowned again.
“If you’re not going to call her sister-in-law, then don’t call her anything at all.”
Shen Hao took a deep breath, glanced again at the model in her hands, and then grinned shamelessly.
“Sister-in-law, what do you think?”
Only then did Liu Zhixia remember something.
In the original story, Shen Hao had no other real hobbies—he was obsessed with collecting military models.
He could even be described as fanatical about them, and he also had a dream of becoming a scientific researcher.
However, the book never clearly explained why he eventually chose to join the military.
As for his age, that was even more amusing—Shen Hao was born after his mother died, and he was only found again in an orphanage when he was three years old.
All that was known was that his age was similar to Zhou Yunting’s.
Who was older was always unclear.
Since they were born in the same year, neither of them was willing to admit they were younger.
This was something Liu Zhixia had only just remembered.
She gently handed the model over.
“Take it. We should get going.”
“Do you know the way?”
Shen Hao happily played with the model in his hands.
“I do. I just bought bedding from there myself.
I know the place well—you don’t even need to turn around, we can go straight there.”
Then he seemed to remember something and looked at Zhou Yunting teasingly.
“What’s wrong? Need your brother to lend you some money?
There’s nothing embarrassing about it!”
Zhou Yunting said nothing.
Shen Hao lost interest.
Liu Zhixia glanced at the man with closed lips, then at Shen Hao, whose expression remained unchanged.
If she didn’t know they were on bad terms, she would’ve thought they were close comrades-in-arms.
“I’m in charge of the money at home. If you ask Old Zhou, he doesn’t know anything.
The money handed over to the organization is the Zhou family’s—not mine.”
Liu Zhixia teased.
Shen Hao paused.
“I forgot, sister-in-law…”
He originally wanted to say “Liu family,” but then remembered she had severed ties with her family.
Everyone knew what had happened, but it still wasn’t something to be said outright.
Zhou Yunting had actually found such a loyal and considerate girl—leaving her family, going to the countryside, and still balancing both sides of the family situation.
He was becoming more and more envious.
Why didn’t he have such luck? If the marriage his father arranged for him was good, maybe he should settle down too.
No matter what Shen Hao was thinking, they eventually arrived at the furniture store.
Liu Zhixia boldly bought two beds: one double bed and one single bed.
She arranged for delivery that same day.
After that, they quickly went on to buy rice, flour, oil, and kitchenware.
Even though she had everything in her space, she still had to go through the motions.
After a round of shopping, everything she bought was basic daily necessities—nothing anyone could find fault with.