Wang Guihua slumped onto the bed, feeling very regretful, wondering why she had to bring up that matter. Time has passed, even if he had betrayed others for gain back then, which was disgraceful, it was also a forced situation. Besides, he had been feeling guilty all these years and had been doing good deeds to make amends.
Why did I have to mention it? No wonder he was so angry.
But I didn’t want to say all this, it was all Yang Hongying’s doing. If it weren’t for her, would I have quarreled with Old Gu? Would I have said such things in a fit of anger?
It’s all her fault! Wang Guihua was even more annoyed with Yang Hongying.
Yang Hongying knew Wang Guihua didn’t have a good impression of her, so early the next morning, after a simple breakfast, she said her goodbyes, and Jun Tao left together with her.
The atmosphere at home was suffocating, he felt it best to come back less often until his mother could accept Yang Hongying.
Gu Zishan didn’t say much; he couldn’t keep his eldest son, let alone this younger son whom he hadn’t really placed hopes on. Let them be.
"What’s the rush? Juntao, how long are you going to keep sulking? This is your home, where else are you going to go?" Wang Guihua looked at Yang Hongying with some dissatisfaction, thinking, this bitch has stolen my son away!
Yang Hongying, terrified, kept her head down, not daring to meet her mother-in-law’s eyes.
Gu Juntao didn’t like her attitude, and calmly said, "Mom, my work assigned me to be on duty this afternoon. The apartment I rent is closer to my workplace, so it’s more convenient to go back. I’ll come back to see you in a couple of days."
"You’ve found a wife and forgotten your mother, huh! Juntao, you’re only twenty, and you’re neglecting your mom?"
"Mom, I’ll be twenty-three this New Year. I’m not a child anymore. I can live independently, don’t worry."
Wang Guihua wanted to say more, but Gu Zishan gave her a stern look and said to them, "Alright, you two go back. Give me a call if you need anything. Do you have enough money?"
Yang Hongying and Gu Juntao exchanged a glance, not expecting their father to say that.
"It’s enough, Dad. Yang Hongying and I have saved up a bit."
"There’s no need to be polite with us. You two got married without a word, and you probably don’t have much for furniture and such? Go take a thousand yuan for them." Gu Zishan said coldly to Wang Guihua.
Wang Guihua was extremely unwilling: "Where am I supposed to get money at this time of year? The banks are closed, I only have two hundred yuan on me, take it." She’d be willing to give her son ten thousand, but when she thought of that woman, she didn’t want to give even a penny. Why should I spend money on that widow!
Gu Zishan suddenly stood up, seeming about to explode in anger, scaring Wang Guihua so much her shoulders stiffened: "You, what are you doing?"
In the end, Gu Zishan held back his anger: "I told you to take the money, go get it. Isn’t there money in the bottom drawer in the upstairs cabinet?"
Wang Guihua, legs weak from fear at her husband’s gaze, still went upstairs to get the money. Damn it, how does he know where I hide my private stash? And he hasn’t acted like this in years! Last night’s words really stirred him up.
Yang Hongying was, of course, very embarrassed, declined to accept it, but in the end, Gu Zishan forced it into her hand.
"Take it! You two already compromised by not having a wedding. Buy whatever you need!"
"Okay, thank you, Dad." Yang Hongying choked up.
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