The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

After paying the bill, the two walked around the mall again, bought some daily necessities, and then slowly walked out of the department store. The air seemed to still be filled with the warmth of their recent argument.

Xie Yi was still feeling aggrieved, but Xu Xiufang looked calm and had obviously forgotten the unpleasant episode.

"I'll go to the tea shop and select some high-quality tea leaves. If Director Chen comes, he'll be treated decently. I'll also buy some fresh vegetables. I'll treat him to a simple meal at home tomorrow."

She planned as she walked, her tone full of enthusiasm and anticipation.

Xie Yi stood aside, his face as gloomy as lead, his tone was firm and unquestionable: "I am the boss of this family. If you want to host a banquet, let's go to a restaurant outside."

Xu Xiufang frowned slightly, wondering in her heart why this man was so stubborn and unreasonable: "Didn't we agree to help each other and advance and retreat together? What are you trying to do now?"

Having said that, she thought in her heart that going to a restaurant was indeed more considerate and decent, but she just didn't want to show weakness.

Xie Yi glanced at her with dissatisfaction, silently conveying his dissatisfaction.

The two of them continued on their journey home with a little unhappiness.

Passing by the old bridge and passing by the ancient trees that are the symbol of Xiaoxi Village, a noble sedan lies quietly under the shade of trees, attracting everyone's attention.

Xu Xiufang knew very well that in this materialistic age, only the rich or the noble could drive this car.

But she didn't pay much attention to it, because at that moment her mind was all on the three children who were eating the candied haws with gusto and holding their hands.

In contrast, Xie Yi seemed particularly indifferent to these external luxuries and almost turned a blind eye to them.

To him, inner richness and family warmth are far more important than these external things.

Just as the family of four was about to leisurely pass by the car, Zhou Xiaoyun in the car was unwilling to be lonely.

She wanted to take the opportunity to show off, but the family seemed to be out of the matter and ignored her and her luxury car.

Mentioning that Xu Xiufang had set up a trap to get her into a marriage dilemma, Zhou Xiaoyun secretly gritted her teeth and vowed to take this opportunity to teach Xu Xiufang a lesson, to get revenge for herself and to relieve the hatred in her heart.

"Xu Xiufang, stop right there." Zhou Xiaoyun's voice pierced through the cool morning breeze, mixed with a hint of undisguised sarcasm, and came from behind the slowly stopping car door.

She walked slowly out of the car in high heels, each step exuding a carefully crafted arrogance. Her delicate makeup looked particularly dazzling in the morning light.

Hearing the voice, Xu Xiufang couldn't help but stop and turned around in confusion.

"What can I do for you?" Xu Xiufang asked briefly and coldly, with an inviolable sense of distance in her tone.

She is always like this towards people she doesn't like, so stingy that she is unwilling to give them even a single word.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyun curled up a vicious smile and pressed forward step by step, her gaze seeming to penetrate Xu Xiufang's body.

"We haven't settled the score yet for you instigating my mother to let me marry Ma Chang."

"Yes, it was my idea." Xu Xiufang admitted frankly. Her directness stunned Zhou Xiaoyun for a moment. The indifference in her frankness was like a basin of cold water in winter, which instantly extinguished her anger.

"I just don't want to see you staring at things that don't belong to you all day long. I'm just worried about you."

Zhou Xiaoyun's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, and the light inside was like a sharp blade.

"Do you think you can still earn your money peacefully in this creek village? I will pay you back for everything you have done to me."

Although she was pretty and her peach blossom eyes were full of affection, they were tinged with jealousy.

Despite this, as the heroine of the book, she has her own unique charm.

In response to Zhou Xiaoyun's threat, Xu Xiufang simply smiled, with a hint of helplessness and sarcasm in her smile.

"So what if you're pretty? Without brains you're just pretty in name only." Her words were sharp and hit the point directly.

Zhou Xiaoyun snorted coldly, her face full of disdain.

"Are you in charge?"

Deep down in her heart, she naturally understood that all her actions were just for money, and the missed opportunity with Xie Yi made her full of resentment towards Xu Xiufang.

She admitted that she was envious but also unwilling to accept why Xu Xiufang could easily have everything she desired.

In Zhou Xiaoyun's eyes, she is hardworking and tenacious, and she manages the household inside and outside by herself. She even thinks that her appearance is ten times better than Xu Xiufang's. Why should she just sit back and reap the fruits of others' labor?

"Remember my words, you made me lose face in front of my fellow villagers and forced me into a desperate situation. From now on, we will go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other." Zhou Xiaoyun's words were full of determination.

However, Xu Xiufang was not moved by such threats. She had unyielding blood in her bones.

"Think about it carefully when you go home tonight. If those traffickers betray you, how many years will you have to spend in prison?"

Her eyes were full of disdain as she stared straight at Zhou Xiaoyun, and her words revealed her contempt for the other party's methods.

"Don't think you can escape legal sanctions by destroying evidence. Anyone with a little bit of intelligence won't gamble with their future. Such a victory will only result in losses for both sides."

After saying that, Xu Xiufang glanced at Zhou Xiaoyun impatiently for the last time, turned around without any reluctance, took Xie Yi's hand, and walked towards home, leaving behind a resolute back.

"Once may be a fluke, twice may be a coincidence, but there will not be a third time of luck."

Xu Xiufang's voice came from afar, like a final warning, making Zhou Xiaoyun stand there, angry and helpless, as if she had failed to steal a chicken and ended up losing the rice. She clenched her teeth, almost chewing the hatred into pieces.

She rushed into the car angrily and slammed the door, as if even the dust in the air was scattered by her anger.

The car was instantly filled with an irritable and uneasy atmosphere. She asked hastily with obvious displeasure in her voice, "Have those troublesome people outside been dealt with?"

Boss Ma sat in the driver's seat, his brows furrowed like a small mountain, and a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"How dare you ask me? Because of that rotten thing you did, my business almost went bankrupt. If it weren't for the timely help and connections from my brothers in the provincial capital, I'm afraid that this road to wealth that I worked so hard to build would have been ruined by you. Sometimes, I really wonder if you are an unlucky person."

At this point, a complex emotion flashed across Boss Ma's eyes, showing both regret for the loss of interests and complicated emotional entanglement with Zhou Xiaoyun.

Boss Ma has always been a loyal believer in money. He always keeps his eyes on profits and never misses any opportunity to extract value.

His character is even more cold-blooded and ruthless in the intrigues of the business world. He is an outright unscrupulous and profiteer.