"Pu Chi!"
Seeing the situation, Sun Ziyi couldn't help laughing out loud: "Muqiu, take a look, take a look, is that the car he just bought? No wonder it only took him half an hour..."
"Hahaha, laugh me to death."
Su Muqiu frowned and also turned to look at Xiao Zhan. She saw Xiao Zhan walking with big strides to a Maserati not far away. He stopped and put down the two large hemp bags he had been carrying on his shoulders.
Next to the Maserati was a brand new electric tricycle.
Obviously, Sun Ziyi recognized at a glance that the electric tricycle was the "car" Xiao Zhan had just bought.
Not to mention her, even Su Muqiu thought so.
"It looks like he's really out of money..."
Su Muqiu sighed inwardly. Her face didn't look very good. She forced out a smile and explained, "It's just to carry some clothes. Buying a tricycle is enough. It's economical and cost-effective."
"Get out of here."
Sun Ziyi rolled her eyes and said, "Muqiu, your attitude is wrong. Running into such a wasteful husband who spends all the money in his card at one go just to save face, if it were me, I would have skinned him alive!"
"You're even speaking up for him and covering up for him?"
As if thinking of something, Sun Ziyi exclaimed, "My god, don't tell me you've become blind and have fallen for him???"
"No way, don't talk nonsense!"
Su Muqiu's pretty face flushed slightly as she glared at Sun Ziyi and said coquettishly, "I just feel that since there is no relationship between him and me, even though we are engaged, there is no emotional foundation. So he has no obligation to treat me so well, and I have no right to blame him."
"Is that so?"
Su Muqiu spoke very seriously, not joking at all.
"You are too kindhearted, your heart is too soft."
Sun Ziyi pulled Su Muqiu towards Xiao Zhan, and hummed, "Anyway, just now he made me and Little Hui lose face. Now that I have caught him making a fool of himself, let me see how I can mock him to death!"
"Don't..."
Before Su Muqiu could stop her, it was too late.
"Is this the car you bought?"
As soon as she got to Xiao Zhan's side, Sun Ziyi couldn't wait to sneer, "Just now when buying clothes, you waved your hand and bought the whole shop. I thought you were a real tycoon who went and bought a luxury car. "
"What's the problem?"
Xiao Zhan frowned.
Five years ago, when he was still the young master of the Xiao family in Capital City,
he had always driven a Maserati. Even in Capital City where big bosses were everywhere, Maserati’s level could not be considered low.
How come now, in a small city like Spring City, it doesn’t even count as a luxury car in Sun Ziyi’s eyes?
If he remembered correctly, Chen Shaohui's black Mercedes was only 500,000 yuan.
The same amount as the purchase tax of the Maserati!
"There is a big problem!"
Sun Ziyi snorted, "If you don't have money just say it straight. Muqiu and I can take a taxi home. What do you mean by buying such a broken car and bringing it back? Are you trying to get me and Muqiu to sit in the back and go for a joyride with you?"
"Such a broken car is worth 5,000 yuan at most. It's not even as expensive as one piece of clothing Muqiu and I are wearing. It would be shameful to ride it back. You may not feel ashamed, but we do!"
"Muqiu, let's go, we'll take a taxi."
With that, she pulled Su Muqiu up and was about to leave.
However, Su Muqiu shook her head and said, "Why don't you take a taxi back alone, and I'll go back with him to bring you the clothes you picked later."
"You'd even ride in this broken tricycle?" Sun Ziyi said angrily.
Su Muqiu smiled wryly and lowered her voice, whispering, "In any case, he is my husband for the time being. These clothes were also bought with his money. Leaving him alone wouldn't be right..."
"Besides, I usually ride an electric bike to work, so I'm used to it already. Whether it's a two-wheeler or a three-wheeler, there’s no big difference."
Although her voice was small, it didn’t escape Xiao Zhan’s ears.
Two wheels? Three wheels? What the hell?
Glancing at the brand new electric tricycle next to him, and recalling what Sun Ziyi had just said, Xiao Zhan's face turned black. He seemed to suddenly understand something.
However, Su Muqiu's attitude warmed his heart.
Kind! Generous! Considerate!
He had to admit, Su Muqiu was a thoughtful good woman.
This made Xiao Zhan suddenly feel very lucky. If five years ago, a woman like Sun Ziyi had appeared in his bed and gotten pregnant with his child, what would he have done?
Thank goodness the heavens have eyes.
With a silent sigh, Xiao Zhan took out the key to the Maserati, opened the trunk, and put the two hemp bags directly inside. Then he opened the passenger side door and smiled at Su Muqiu, "Wife, get in the car."
"Get in what car?"
Before Su Muqiu could respond, Sun Ziyi said angrily, "Driving a broken tricycle with a bunch of ragged clothes, how can you still ask your wife to get in the car? Are you even a man..."
Slap!
Sun Ziyi stopped mid-sentence. As she turned her head to glare angrily at Xiao Zhan, just that one glance, when she saw Xiao Zhan standing in front of the Maserati with the door already opened, her whole body froze as if struck by lightning. Her handbag slipped from her hand and landed on her foot.
"You! You, you..."
The way Sun Ziyi looked at Xiao Zhan was as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"This is..."
Su Muqiu was startled by Sun Ziyi's huge change. Reflexively, she looked back at Xiao Zhan. With just one glance, her eyelid jumped violently in surprise. "This Maserati is the car you bought?"
"Yes, what else?"
Xiao Zhan shrugged innocently, not giving Su Muqiu a chance to refuse. He pushed her directly into the car, then glanced at the stunned Sun Ziyi and asked, "Are you sure you want to take a taxi back alone?"
Gulp!
Sun Ziyi swallowed hard, feeling a burning pain on her face, as if she had been slapped. Just now she said that if the car Xiao Zhan bought could match Chen Shaohui's Mercedes, she would rather be Xiao Zhan's nanny.
And now...
The brand new Maserati was right in front of her, worth over 6 million yuan. One car alone was worth 10 of Chen Shaohui's Mercedes!
How could she still compare now???
For a moment, Sun Ziyi even thought that if Xiao Zhan was not Su Muqiu's husband but mine, how wonderful that would be. Tall and mighty, strong physique, spends money without blinking, buys cars like buying vegetables, so what if he is a rapist and violent man. Come on, rape me, hit me. It would be such a blissful thing to be raped by such a man...
...
At that time.
Outside the building where Su's Group was located, many people had gathered, including the group's employees, onlookers, and media reporters who had rushed over after receiving the news. It was a huge black mass of people, very lively.
Suddenly, a black Mercedes drove over quickly and stopped outside the crowd.
"Young Master!"
As soon as Chen Shaohui got out of the car, the waiting driver immediately came up and said while walking: “Your father is still inside and hasn't come out yet. His phone is unreachable, and the company gate is blocked by them. More than a dozen security guards are guarding it and we can't get in..."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
mance] After transmigrating for eighteen years, Lin Qi lived as an utterly ordinary herbalist in the countryside. One day, he kindly brought home a sickly, beautiful girl covered in blood. They married in a flash and began their blissful, intimate life together. Right then, his long-delayed system finally activated. [Warning! Host detected in contact with the "Crimson Calamity," the world-ending witch!] Lin Qi looked at the adorable wife currently curled in his arms, who couldn't even open a jar lid and trembled at the sight of a mouse. Lin Qi: "System, are you insane? This is clearly just a weak and delicate sickly girl!" Thus, Lin Qi treated the system as a "Contrast System," where taking care of his wife made him stronger. Combing his wife's hair rewarded him with [Free Attribute Points]. Taking his wife out for sunshine rewarded him with [Forbidden Spell: Arcane Explosion]. Lin Qi: "This soft life tastes so good!" ... Yet, in the eyes of outsiders: The strongest Beastkin Assassin: "That man dissected a Beast King with a common skinning knife! That was a show of force towards the powerful!" The Holy Son of the Radiant Church: "I infiltrated his home as a tutor, but he had me babysit the children... He must have seen through my disguise!" The World-Ending Witch, Felucia: "I hid all the way in the countryside. How is it that the husband I married on a whim is stronger than I was at my peak?"
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
