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Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 509

Chapter 509: Chapter 443 Cannon Fodder Dedicated in the 90s 10

Rong Yan’s emotions were somewhat complex, because she had never thought about living together with him.

Now, hearing what he meant... did it seem like he had arranged everything for her?

"I... I won’t take this money, you keep it for now, and I’ll ask you for more when I run out." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

She had already taken sixty yuan from him, and taking more would be inappropriate, unless she intended to spend her life with him.

Qin Ye’s gentle expression collapsed in an instant.

"Are you disgusted with my money, or are you..." not planning to live with me after all?

But he swallowed these words before they left his lips.

He was afraid that once he said it out loud, she would be honest with him.

After all, she had cut ties with that home today... meaning she had probably achieved her own goal.

If it had been yesterday, maybe he would have wholeheartedly agreed if she wanted to leave, but today—he didn’t want her to go.

Seeing his change in demeanor, Rong Yan thought it over and decided to clear the air, "I’m sorry, Qin Ye, about getting married last time, I..."

Before she could finish, Qin Ye stormed out, knowing what she was about to say but not wanting to hear any of it.

When he reached the door, he stopped and said without turning back, "Rong Yan, marriage is no trivial matter, we are legally registered, and it was you who approached me initially, so it’s unreasonable for you to do as you please..."

She couldn’t just walk away without consequence... he didn’t agree, because she had stirred his heart.

After dropping that remark, he left without a second’s hesitation.

Rong Yan: ...

Thinking about his recent words, she started to feel a headache coming on.

Did it mean that if she proposed divorce, he wouldn’t agree?

If he truly doesn’t agree, that would be somewhat troublesome to handle.

And also... she looked down at the money left behind.

She sighed deeply... What should she do about this?

Forget it, don’t think too much about it. Since she had to be here, might as well settle in. For now, she couldn’t go anywhere else, so she might as well make do.

She walked over to close the door, then turned on the electric fan... It must be said, having the electric fan blowing made her feel much cooler.

Qin Ye, however, hadn’t left home and was instead lying on a plank bed.

He was a bit angry... but the anger came and went swiftly.

After all, she wasn’t really into him, just using his influence, which he had known from the start. What was there to be angry about?

And this past month, he had been behaving terribly, not returning home and ignoring her.

So, if she still chose to be this way, it was not surprising at all.

Gazing at the night sky... thinking about her cooking dinner and having a meal together... this strange and unfamiliar feeling was something he had never experienced before.

It was also something his brothers couldn’t give him.

Perhaps he could give it half a year. If after half a year... she still wanted to leave, then he would respect her choice.

Having thought this, he felt much lighter...

The next day, Rong Yan woke up. Opening her eyes to the unchanged scenery, she fell silent for a moment before getting up.

She intended to buy some clothes that day.

Having just arrived yesterday and feeling unwell, she hadn’t had the chance to shop... today, she planned to start by replacing her undergarments.

Not sure if the fifty yuan in her hand would be enough to buy two outfits.

After getting dressed, she headed out.

Seeing the person sweeping the yard, she was surprised... he was still home, and what’s more, extremely industrious.

At least in the original host’s memories, this had seemed out of character.

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