A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jian Zhongliang glared at Jian Qingyi.

"How am I talking nonsense? Aren't the three great joys for you men promotion, wealth, and the death of your wife?" Jian Qingyi feigned innocence.

"Either your wife dies, or you get rich, but for a lowly production manager like you to think you're rich is like a tortoise trying to ride a phoenix—a pipe dream..."

“Isn’t there also the matter of promotion?” Jian Zhongliang interrupted his little girl.

He was afraid his blood vessels would burst if he listened any longer.

Hearing him say that, Jian Qingyi suddenly thought of what was being said in the courtyard.

"Deputy factory director?"

"Who told you that?" Jian Zhongliang's eyes were filled with barely concealed excitement.

"Then it's true!" Jian Qingyi looked at Jian Zhongliang, who was as happy as a child, and smiled happily.

I wonder if he'll still be able to laugh when he finds out that his beloved has been sold out of her job.

"Director Wu said it's almost certain." Perhaps afraid that people upstairs and downstairs would hear, Jian Zhongliang lowered his voice.

Jian Qingyi: "..."

pretty close……

That means it's not decided yet.

"Yi Yi, don't tell anyone about this yet," Jian Zhongliang reminded her.

After all, the final result hasn't been announced yet. If something goes wrong in any part of the process, wouldn't that just make things more ridiculous?

Jian Qingyi nodded, then suddenly spoke up, "Father, I also have some great news to tell you."

"What great news?" Jian Zhongliang's eyes lit up.

So today is a double celebration for their family!

“I sold my mother’s permanent job quota for three thousand yuan. How about that? Not bad, right? I heard that Xiao Liu who sells men’s clothing only made two thousand yuan. I made a thousand yuan more than her. Isn’t your dear daughter amazing?” Jian Qingyi looked like she was seeking praise.

"Nonsense! How could you sell it?!" Jian Zhongliang's brows furrowed immediately.

“Why can’t I sell it? I even made an extra thousand yuan!” Jian Qingyi retorted, sticking out her neck.

“Silly girl, for a thousand yuan…” Jian Zhongliang didn’t know how to explain it to his little girl.

"Do you know the idiom 'killing the chicken to get the eggs'? What you did is exactly that."

"If you sell your spot, what if you don't get into university next year..."

“I’m sure I can pass the exam,” Jian Qingyi interrupted his unfounded assumption.

"just in case……"

"There's no 'what if'..."

“Then you should save it for next year to sell!” Jian Zhongliang said with a look of disapproval.

They really don't leave themselves any way out.

Jian Qingyi glanced at the room where Li Meiqian was, leaned close to Jian Zhongliang's ear, and whispered something.

Jian Zhongliang's eyes widened immediately.

Jian Qingyi gave him a look that could only be understood but not expressed.

He then pointed to the room where Li Meiqian was, which was Jian Zhongliang and Li Meiqian's bedroom.

Jian Zhongliang glanced in the direction she was pointing and immediately nodded in understanding.

"That money..."

“That’s my dowry, don’t even think about it.” Jian Qingyi said defensively.

"I didn't mean to. I just wanted you to keep it safe. Don't cry if you lose it." Jian Zhongliang glared at her, annoyed.

What do you take him for?

"Don't worry, even if I lose it, it won't." Jian Qingyi chuckled.

"You little money-grubber!" Jian Zhongliang laughed and scolded.

He lived a life of integrity and uprightness, how could he have raised such a miser?

The moment the bedroom door opened, Jian Zhongliang's smile froze on his face.

"your face……"

Her hair had obviously been styled and the nosebleed had been cleaned up, but the bruises on her face definitely wouldn't go away anytime soon.

Especially the broken skin on his cheeks, the newly scabbed wounds looked quite shocking.

Noticing that the person on the sofa was looking at her, Li Meiqian's body trembled uncontrollably.

"I had a few words with Wang Dahua from the pig slaughterhouse, and then we started fighting," Li Meiqian said, downplaying the seriousness of the situation.

With so many people witnessing Wang Dahua hitting her, it's impossible to keep it a secret forever.

Furthermore...

Even if she wanted to say she fell, the injury doesn't look like it!

Who can fall and get their face all bruised and swollen?

"Why are you arguing with her for no reason?" Jian Zhongliang got up and walked to Li Meiqian's side, examining the wounds on her face with concern.

Wang Dahua...

Jian Zhongliang was naturally acquainted with him.

Because he knew them, he was unwilling to provoke them.

That fat woman was not only incredibly strong, but also had a sharp tongue.

Most importantly...

She is shameless and reckless.

No one can get the better of her.

Most people avoid her like the plague.

Xu Wan had been bullied by her quite a bit in the past.

"It's nothing, it doesn't hurt, it's just a few superficial wounds, it'll be fine in a few days." With Jian Qingyi, that shrew, standing there, Li Meiqian didn't even dare to cry.

In the past, she probably would have already run into Jian Zhongliang's arms and started whimpering.

At this moment, she managed to force a smile.

only……

It looks a bit creepy.

This is only possible during the day; if it were at night, it could really scare someone into developing psychological trauma.

The cartoon ended, and Jian Qingyi, not wanting to see her ugly face, got up to go back to her room.

“Yi Yi…” came Li Meiqian’s timid voice from beside her.

Jian Qingyi turned her head and glanced at her sideways.

I want to see what kind of trouble she's up to this time.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you." Li Meiqian smiled ingratiatingly, appearing somewhat cautious.

“Anything is fine, I’m not picky about food.” Jian Qingyi quickly turned her face away.

That bluish-purple face was truly unbearable to look at.

Especially when she smiles, it's incredibly creepy.

Even Jian Zhongliang couldn't help but take a step back, increasing the distance between them.

Li Meiqian's attention was entirely focused on Jian Qingyi at the moment, and she didn't notice Jian Zhongliang's unusual behavior at all.

Having witnessed everything, Jian Qingyi cursed inwardly, "Scumbag," and turned to go back into the house.

She had only just finished embroidering the design on her sachets; there was still a lot of work to be done!

The next day, Jian Qingyi was busy making her sachets.

Whether it was because he lost his job and confidence or because Jian Qingyi had subdued him, the sounds of smashing and breaking in the kitchen ceased.

When calling Jian Qingyi to dinner, he spoke in a soft, gentle voice.

It was as if they were afraid of frightening her.

That's exactly how a newlywed wife treats her mother-in-law...

Respectful and careful.

Having somehow learned the news, Mao Chunqiao was furious.

They stormed straight into my house.

That menacing demeanor terrified Li Meiqian so much that she almost cried.

As soon as Jian Qingyi stepped out of the house, she rushed up to explain, her face covered in bruises and discoloration.

"Yi Yi, it wasn't me who said it. I didn't tell anyone."

Jian Qingyi nodded slightly, indicating that she believed her.

"You brat, hand over the money!" Mao Chunqiao said, hands on her hips.

"They say money is just an external thing, something you can't take with you when you're born or when you die. You're so old, what do you need so much money for?" Jian Qingyi asked curiously.

"Why do you want my money? Hand it over to me!" Mao Chunqiao adopted a defensive stance, looking like she wouldn't give up until she got her money.

"Can you see outside?" Jian Qingyi pointed out the window.