Rebooting 60, let's go on a rampage with the orange cat!

Ma Jianqiang couldn't help but let out a painful scream, and had to release his hands that were tightly embracing Wu Yutong and his lips that were pressed against hers.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and his eyes revealed a complex expression of both longing and helplessness.

After a long while, he calmed his rapid breathing, gently touched his bleeding lips, and then said to Wu Yutong in an almost pleading tone, "Xiaoyu—I like you, you know that. As long as you agree to marry me, from now on, no matter what you ask for, even if it means going through fire and water, I will do it without hesitation and will absolutely obey your every word! Will you marry me?"

He was already intoxicated by the sweet taste brought by the woman's tongue, even though the sweetness was tinged with a slight bloody taste, which only drove him even crazier.

At this moment, Ma Jianqiang seemed to be caught in a vortex of desire, unable to extricate himself.

His body trembled involuntarily, and the desire deep in his heart surged like a tidal wave. He was eager to take more, but at the same time, he was worried that he would be too rash and frighten the delicate woman in his arms who was as soft as a little bird.

Wu Yutong lowered her head and smiled mysteriously, gently resting her head against his broad chest, feeling the powerful beating of his burning heart.

Gradually, her breathing calmed down, and her mood returned to tranquility.

Then, she took a small step back, gracefully raised her hands, gently smoothed her slightly messy hair, and straightened her slightly wrinkled clothes.

With an inscrutable expression on her beautiful face, she said softly, "How could I bear to let you go through fire and water?"

Where exactly is my heart? Don't you really understand?

Now, my family is in complete chaos because of my sister's situation.

So let's not add any more trouble to this chaotic situation for now. Let's talk about this again after things have calmed down for a while..."

Ma Jianqiang's eyes, burning with intense passion, never left her, fixed intently on the captivating woman before him, his gaze almost melting her with its intensity.

Wu Yutong felt a surge of panic, fearing that the fire would grow stronger and stronger and eventually become uncontrollable.

"If you can handle this matter properly and let me truly feel your sincerity, then perhaps I can still believe every word you say."

But if you only talk the talk without taking any concrete actions to prove your sincerity, then your so-called promises are nothing but deception.

In that case, how are you any different from those other men who only know how to use sweet talk?

My mother once told me that to judge whether a man is sincere to you, you shouldn't just rely on the sweet words he says, but rather on how much he is willing to give for you and what practical actions he takes.

I hope you won't disappoint me again...

After speaking, Wu Yutong gave him a deep look, her eyes like hooks, containing complex emotions: expectation, doubt, and a hint of warning.

Then she turned away and disappeared into the darkness, leaving Ma Jianqiang standing alone, lost in thought...

As Wu Yutong slowly stepped into her home, a porcelain bowl flew towards her like lightning!

Startled, she nimbly dodged to the side. The porcelain bowl grazed her feet before crashing heavily to the ground, shattering into countless pieces with a crisp, piercing sound.

"So you finally know how to come back? All you do is wander around outside all day, never even coming home! Now look what's happened, you've lost your job too. How can you face all the years of training and effort we've put in for you!" Mr. Wu's face was full of anger, his eyes wide, and he slammed his hand on the table, making the bowls and chopsticks on the table jump.

"What have you given us? All you do is drink all day long. Have you ever cared about us?" Wu Yutong retorted without fear.

Wu Ma hugged her youngest son tightly, a hint of reproach on her face, and said softly, "Xiao Yu, you child, today is the Little New Year, everyone is waiting for you to eat together, but you came back so late, the food is already cold."

Her youngest son, Wu Dongliang, saw his father and sister arguing and immediately cried out, "Dad is a big bad guy! My sister hasn't eaten yet!"

Grandma Wu sighed upon hearing this, walked over, picked up her grandson, and said, "Sigh... let's eat first."

Although Mr. Wu was angry, he suppressed the urge to hit his son after hearing his words and said, "Hmph, look how much your brother cares about you. You heartless wretch, do you think it was easy for us to raise you all these years?"

You've been working for a few months now, and even though you're out of work now, you should know how tough it is. Think about whether your internship salary is enough to support yourself. Think about how much you can earn in the future to support yourself and your family.

If you think we parents are useless, then you should try to be more ambitious.

One by one... they're trying to drive us to our deaths!

You keep saying that Sister Hua shouldn't have received the bride price, but have you ever thought about where the money went? It went to this family and to you.

Back then, your grandfather was sick and urgently needed money for surgery. You all had to eat and go to school. You saw other children wearing dresses and leather shoes and you wanted them too. Did you ever think about how easy it was for this family to rise up?

I tried my best to give you the best, but I made a mistake. They are clearly a good family, but your sister didn't appreciate it!

If, as you say, we are sucking our daughter's blood, then you are the ones sucking her blood too, and you all have a share in it.

"I really can't hold on much longer. Why can't you think about this family?" Mr. Wu's hand trembled as he pointed at her. He became more and more distressed as he spoke, and suddenly, grief overwhelmed him, and his eyes reddened.

Hearing these words, Wu Yutong's eyes reddened, and she felt a surge of frustration. She retorted in despair, "Fine, none of you are wrong, I'm the one who's wrong, but did I have a choice? Did you ask for my consent before you gave birth to me?"

She walked straight to her bedroom without looking back, and then slammed the door shut.

After entering the room, she collapsed onto the bed like a deflated balloon, staring blankly at the white paper pasted on the wall, her thoughts drifting away.

At this moment, Wu Yufei, the younger sister, timidly walked in carrying a bowl of rice piled high with vegetables and said softly, "Second sister, eldest sister still hasn't come home... You should eat some rice... I saw Dad crying."

Wu Yutong felt a little soft-hearted, glanced at her sister, and said nothing.

Wu Yufei is only thirteen years old this year, eight years younger than Wu Yutong, while her beloved younger brother is only five years old and is the precious darling of the whole family.

Speaking of the eldest daughter, Wu Yuwei, she has a stubborn temper! For some reason, she was determined to break off her engagement with Chen Jun, and no matter how hard her parents tried to persuade her, it was to no avail.

She even had a fierce argument with her parents about this, which escalated to a major confrontation. And what was the result? This commotion escalated to the point that her enraged father nearly caused her to miscarry!

However, this did not make Wu Yuwei give in.

She took it upon herself to secretly marry Dong Xingmiao from the theater troupe, then quickly moved into the troupe's dormitory, thus completely cutting off contact with her family.

As for the betrothal money sent by the Chen family, she knew she couldn't repay it, so she simply adopted a "dead pig doesn't fear boiling water" attitude, ignored it, and left without a second thought.

Even during such an important festival as the Spring Festival, she didn't go back to her parents' home, let alone send them gifts according to local customs!

You know, according to the old custom here, after children get married, they must send a gift to their parents every year on the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Spring Festival.

Let's talk about Dong Xingmiao. He's even worse than Wu Yuwei!

He's a truly despicable son-in-law! Not only did he only visit the Wu family once, but he didn't even bring a single penny of betrothal gifts. He arrived empty-handed, let alone buy his father-in-law a couple of bottles of wine as a token of his appreciation. Moreover, his expression and attitude were cold and indifferent, lacking any warmth or thoughtfulness whatsoever.

As expected, Mr. and Mrs. Wu could not tolerate such an impolite person and kicked him out of their home on the spot.

After that, Dong Xingmiao wisely stopped visiting again.

In contrast, Chen Jun, who was once disliked by Wu Yuwei, is doing very well.

Not only did he get promoted, but he was also transferred to the city's Occupational Disease Prevention and Control Center as its director. He was riding high on success!

On the other hand, Wu Yuwei's younger sister, Wu Yutong, is much more unlucky!

Due to a major error at work, the wrong medication was administered to a patient, almost resulting in a fatal lawsuit.

In the end, she was not only fired from the health center where she worked without any mercy, but the nursing school she graduated from also gave her a severe demerit. It was truly a miserable situation!

Chen Jun's mother was a formidable character; she would come to the Wu family's house every few days to cause trouble and urge them to repay the money.

Mr. Wu was really short of money and simply couldn't afford to pay off the debt!

Left with no other option, he had to bite the bullet and discuss it with Chen's mother: "We really don't have the money right now. But how about this, would it be alright if our second daughter, Wu Yutong, married into your family to settle the debt?"

Speaking of Wu Yutong, she only used Ma Jianqiang and had no romantic feelings for him at all; similarly, she didn't have any special feelings for Chen Jun either.

If I had to choose between the two, Chen Jun would be slightly better.

After all, Chen Jun's career is quite promising, and he works in the medical and health department, so he might be able to help me a lot in the future.

However, Wu Yutong was also very clear in her heart that if she chose to marry Chen Jun, Ma Jianqiang would definitely not let it go and would definitely try every means to make trouble for her.

After a while, Wu's mother came in, glanced at the food on the table, sighed, and sat down on the edge of the bed, earnestly advising, "Yu'er, Chen Jun's mother said that either you pay back the money quickly, or you have to marry into the family in place of your sister. You know our family's situation right now; we don't have the money to return it to her. But the Chen family said that as long as you're willing to marry into the family, they're willing to give you another hundred yuan to buy you new clothes. Speaking of which, the Chen family is really good; they're quite kind. We can't be ungrateful and refuse to pay back the money or get married. That's impossible. We can't let your father go to jail because he can't pay back the money, can we?"

Wu Yutong was initially a little soft-hearted, but upon hearing this, she immediately felt agitated again. She frowned and said, "Mom, I really don't want to get married right now! Can you please stop pressuring me?"

“You’re already twenty-one, which is considered late for marriage. We’ve sent you to school, so you should think about how to repay your parents. Now that you’ve lost your job, have you thought about what you’ll do in the future? Besides, the Chen family is really well-off; they’re cadres. If this were in the past, you would have been an official’s wife if you married into the family. If it weren’t for your leg problem, his mother wouldn’t have agreed to it,” Aunt Wu earnestly advised.

"Have you completely severed ties with that Ma Jianqiang yet?"

Listen to your mother's advice, that kid is a complete good-for-nothing! He idles around all day, causing trouble, and has no future whatsoever. If you continue to hang out with him, you'll have endless suffering in the future!

And look at your sister, what kind of person did she find—an actress! Although she's not bad-looking and has a pretty face, what good is that?

A man can't rely on his looks alone; he needs real skills! Besides, judging from his cold and heartless attitude towards our family, it's obvious he's a heartless and ungrateful person!

That's how it is with men and women in this world. To see if a man cares about you, look at how much he values ​​your family. If he doesn't respect your family, it means he looks down on you from the bottom of his heart.

You've seen it all before; every son-in-law in this alley, before getting married, practically begs to do chores for his future father-in-law's family, offering free labor. Only men who invest money and effort, men who scheme and plot to win you over, will truly cherish you.

Your sister, the days of tears are yet to come.

Do you think we, as parents, don't care about your sister? Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that she's pregnant, with your dad's temper, we would have stormed into his workplace and made a scene, falsely accusing him of sexual assault and sending him to a labor camp!

But since your sister is so devoted to him, even your father can't bring himself to break them up.

We can only let her be; whether the outcome is good or bad, it's her own choice of fate.

As parents, which one of us doesn't want our children to live a happy and stable life? That's why we're giving you this heartfelt advice—it's all for your own good!

Your situation is different from your sister's, so please don't follow in her footsteps!

Instead of being a perfectly good official's wife, she insisted on going after a good-for-nothing scoundrel. Tell me, besides knowing a few martial arts moves and getting into fights everywhere, what decent things can Ma Jianqiang do...?

There might even be domestic violence; don't be foolish.