Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Ever since I can remember, there's always been endless work to do. I can only desperately finish my homework at school because I don't have time to go home..."

Ming Li listened calmly, his hands clenched so tightly that he didn't even notice his nails digging into his flesh. He just looked at her quietly.

After Wang Ma spat it all out, she felt relieved.

She took a deep breath, put on a bright smile, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "It's all in the past. Now I have a good life, and they can only suffer in hell."

"Everyone in the village says I'm cruel and heartless. After I became rich, I didn't repay my parents or help my brother. I only cared about living my life to the fullest."

"But what they don't know is that ever since I can remember, I've paid for my school fees by collecting trash and selling scrap, and by breaking cement blocks and selling steel bars."

Ming Li looked at her with pity. It turned out that she had such a hard childhood. No wonder she was so wary of others.

Comforting her, "Yeah, it's all in the past. Don't worry about what those people say. You're living a good life because of your own efforts. It has nothing to do with them."

"Do you think you should be grateful to them for hurting you? You should just do what you want. They don't deserve your reward."

Mother Wang burst out laughing, feeling very happy.

"Well, you've made a good friend. You're much better than those white lotus girls. They only stand on the moral high ground and constantly accuse me of being unfilial."

"Don't you think about it? Why can they treat me badly? I am wrong if I don't care about them. What a bunch of naive people."

Ming Li knew her secret, and naturally he also knew that the secret had to be exchanged, otherwise how could their relationship be closer?

The two chatted slowly and their relationship became much closer.

After dinner, the two of them washed up together. Aunt Wang had a smile on her face, a genuine smile, not a fake one.

"Do you want to watch a movie later? Let's watch it together."

Ming Li hummed and asked softly, "If you can watch it at home, why go to the cinema and spend money to watch it? Is it just for the popcorn?"

When Wang Ma heard this, she was tickled by the joke. She held her stomach and laughed non-stop, her body trembling slightly.

"Haha, that's a pretty cool reason."

Seeing that she was laughing so hard that tears came out, Ming Li looked at her gently. He took out a handkerchief and moved closer to her, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, his eyes focused and gentle.

The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. Wang Ma leaned against the wall, unable to help but tense up. Her mind was a little confused. "I, I can do it myself."

She reached out and took his handkerchief, wiped the corner of her eyes, and said embarrassedly: "I will wash it later and return it to you tomorrow. Your handkerchief is really soft."

Ming Li raised the corner of his mouth but did not move away.

"Yes, it's made of snow silk from our tribe. It's soft and doesn't hurt the skin. If you like it, I'll give it to you. I have other handkerchiefs."

"Snow silkworm? Are they very expensive?"

Aunt Wang rubbed the handkerchief. It felt soft to the touch, better than any other fabric she had ever touched. She guessed it must have been expensive.

Ming Li said calmly, "It's okay. Snow silkworms take ten years to produce silk. The output is relatively small, so it should be expensive. Scarcity makes things valuable. However, my status in the clan is different."

"Well, there are quite a lot at home. Most of the fabrics for my underwear are made of snow silk."

"Then I'll wash it and return it to you. It looks very expensive. Could you please... step back a little? I want to go out for a while. Thank you."

Seeing that he had moved aside a little, Wang Ma slipped out from under his arm and went straight into the side bedroom. When she came out, she had changed into a new set of clothes, a pair of cute little yellow duck pajamas.

Ming Li sat on the sofa, raised his head and took a look, almost spitting out a mouthful of tea.

"Ahem, Caicai, this dress is very unique."

"Isn't it cute? If you like it, I'll buy you one too. Even though it looks a bit childish, it's very cute to wear at home."

"...No, I'm used to wearing snow silk fabrics for my inner garments, so I might not be used to anything else."

After hearing what he said, Wang Ma didn't force him. She just curled up on the sofa and said casually, "Do you want to watch a horror movie? I think it would be fun for the two of us to watch it together."