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Pei Yang watched her go out. When he came back to his senses, he saw the brother and sister looking at him and smiled: "It's okay, let's eat."

Pei Tang wrinkled his face, which was whiter than Baozi, "Dad, you are so useless, you can't even coax people."

After receiving Shen Mingzhu's promise not to divorce last night, Pei Tang was able to take the matter of his parents' quarrel calmly.

Pei Yang tugged at his daughter's face, but there was no sign of anger on her face, "Then you can help me."

Pei Tang rolled his round eyes and thought for a while, then said: "First, you have to apologize to mother, and then buy her a lot of delicious food."

She is the only glutton in the family. She buys delicious food but ends up eating it all in her own stomach.

Pei Tang's little calculation was going on, how could Pei Yang not see it.

"As long as you help me coax my mother, I will buy whatever you want."

Pei Ziheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

Faced with his son's doubts, Pei Yang had to add heartily: "It's within my ability."

Pei Ziheng said: "Mom likes ponies."

"Horses? Our house is already crowded enough. Where can we keep more horses? How can we keep your house?"

Pei Yang's reaction made Pei Ziheng very disgusted, although he once thought that a pony refers to a live horse that can be ridden.

……

In the tea restaurant, Zhong Qing held her chin with one hand and looked at Shen Mingzhu, who was obviously in a bad mood, with a smile.

"So, you knew very well that you were being unreasonable, but you still did it?"

Shen Mingzhu nodded honestly, with a distressed and depressed expression, "It only takes one sentence to resolve the stalemate, but I just can't say it."

Zhong Qing carried the pot to help her refill the water, her voice was gentler and sweeter than the tea falling into the cup, "When people get along with each other, they are always on the stronger side. If they are held up for too long, they will forget how to bow their heads, or how not to bow their heads. Being willing to bow your head is commonly known as being unable to shame yourself, just like you are now."

After saying that, the tea was just poured.

Shen Mingzhu looked at the light golden tea noodles in silence.

Zhong Qing continued: "The cold war between husband and wife is a game. One party may win, or both parties may suffer, allowing others to take advantage of the situation."

"But the one who bows his head first must be the one he loves more. Bowing his head may seem easy, but it means abandoning his pride and self-esteem. People who smoke will never smell the smell of smoke on their bodies, and those who are loved, I don’t know how hard it is for those who love her.”

The words of her friend made Shen Mingzhu sober and feel ashamed at the same time.

After eight years of marriage, friction and conflicts between her and Pei Yang were naturally unavoidable, but it was Pei Yang who always bowed her head first, and she was used to it and took it for granted.

"Okay, don't think about unhappy things. Let's eat. I'll take you somewhere after eating."

Shen Mingzhu came to her senses sadly, "Where are you going?"

"Watch a show."

……

After eating and drinking, Shen Mingzhu drove with Zhong Qing to a private membership club.

The club is holding an art exhibition today. From the entrance to the lobby, paintings are hung every five or six meters.

Some elegantly dressed men and women stood in groups in front of the paintings, chatting and laughing with each other.

"The paintings here are all new works by contemporary famous artists. If you like them, just tell me and I will give them to you."

Shen Mingzhu has no research on painting, but wants to buy one as a New Year gift for her daughter.

"No, I have money, I can buy it myself."

Zhong Qing was amused by her tone, "Mr. Shen is different now."

"That's not good. I can't hold you back all the time and make people criticize you for having no vision. Are you the sister of a poor guy?"

Zhong Qing couldn't stop laughing, and then motioned her to look somewhere.

"What a coincidence, isn't that Susu? Come on, let's go over and say hello."

Shen Mingzhu was surprised and pulled Zhong Qing forward, but was grabbed by Zhong Qing, "Don't go over there yet, so as not to ruin Su Su's blind date."

Looking at the men beside Yan Su, and then at the groups of men and women around her, Shen Mingzhu suddenly felt blessed.

In the name of appreciating paintings, we actually have a blind date.

Gee, the upper class is different, even blind dates are held in such a high-end manner. Zhong Qing brought Shen Mingzhu here. On the one hand, he wanted to watch a show to change his mood. On the other hand, he wanted to tell Shen Mingzhu the reality:
"It's not easy to find someone you truly love in this life. You are much luckier than most people here today."

After leaving the club, Shen Mingzhu did not go back to work in the food factory. Instead, she drove her car aimlessly on the street.

The craftsmen walking the streets, the vendors on the roadside, the sanitation workers who worked hard to clean despite the cold, and the people in a hurry, everyone worked hard for a few taels of silver.

In front of these people, her pretentiousness and pride were simply making excuses.

……

Returned home in the evening.

When I opened the bedroom door, I saw a bouquet of bright and warm yellow roses placed on the dressing table.

She hung up her bag and coat, walked to the flowers, and picked up the card among the flowers.

Wife: Our quarrel is a quarrel, but it is two different things from my loving you, and it does not affect my love for you at all.

There are New Year's gifts on the table, given in advance to make my wife smile.

Shen Mingzhu lifted the lid of the carton and was a little surprised to see the platinum bag inside.

Not the unexpected brand, but the color of the bag.

Mint green, she originally wanted to give it to herself as a birthday gift when she was 25 years old in her previous life.

"Wife."

Pei Yang walked up behind her at some point and gently wrapped his arms around her waist, "Can you stop being angry? I know I was wrong. I have arranged for Xiao Dai to work in another company."

Shen Mingzhu shook the bag in his hand, "Where did it come from?"

"Of course I bought it."

Shen Mingzhu hummed: "Can I buy this bag if I want to?"

Not to mention that this brand has not yet entered the country, the ordering conditions for this limited edition are very demanding, and ordinary people cannot buy it even if they pay money.

"You couldn't have made a fake to fool me, right?"

"How could it be fake? I spent two hundred thousand!"

Shen Mingzhu was also surprised, "Two hundred thousand? Where did you get the money?"

The couple's money is usually kept by Shen Mingzhu. Although Pei Yang has some private money, he definitely does not have 200,000.

"I borrowed it from Chen Yi and my uncle."

Shen Mingzhu wanted to hit him with her bag, but was afraid of damaging the bag, so she kicked him instead.

"Borrow 200,000 yuan just to buy a bag? You are really capable!"

Pei Yang was kicked, but his face was full of joy and he said plausibly: "Isn't this just to make you happy?"

"Happy? You want to send me away, right?"

Two hundred thousand dollars to buy a bag, her blood pressure could hardly be suppressed.

Pei Yang gave her a pat on the back and said, "Money is an external thing. You can still make money if you don't have it, as long as you are happy."

Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes at him, turned around, took her original Hermès bag, and compared the two bags carefully. There was no difference in craftsmanship and accessories, so she felt relieved.

Holding the bag and looking in the mirror, Shen Mingzhu decided to keep the bag.

Although with her current financial capacity, spending 200,000 yuan to buy a bag is too extravagant, but the Birkin bag is no different from other accessories. It has a lot of room for appreciation and collection value.

It's time to invest.

"Honey, you can't be angry after you collect the bag. I can go back to my room to sleep at night, right?"

Looking at the man's flattering face, Shen Mingzhu said coldly: "Did I tell you to sleep in the guest room?"

"I couldn't help but want to hug you when I was lying next to you. I was afraid of waking you up and making you angry, so I had to sleep in the guest room."

This explanation satisfied Shen Mingzhu.

She looked at the man and said, "I have something to discuss with you." (End of Chapter)