I had a flash marriage with a rich man

Two in the afternoon.

Mu Changfeng accompanied Yu Qing to the banker's house.

Standing at the door of the banker's house, Yu Qing was silent for a few minutes before ringing the doorbell.

After a while, I saw Mrs. Zhuang coming out to open the door.

In the past, the banker would also ask two aunts to do work.

After Zhuang Xinyi's plagiarism was exposed, Mrs. Zhuang fired her two aunts, and now she does all the housework at home herself.

"Who is here?"

Mrs. Zhuang asked as she walked over, her expression still a little defensive.

I'm worried about the harasser, and I'm also worried about the media reporters.

When she saw it was Mu Changfeng and Yuqing, she was stunned, and then hurriedly opened the door.

"Yuqing, you, you are here."

After asking Yuqing for help, Yuqing didn't say anything, so Mrs. Zhuang didn't dare to hold out hope. She persuaded her husband to go out to eat outside the study for a long time, but she couldn't persuade her husband to open the door.

She was desperate, but didn't know who else to turn to for help.

She also knew in her heart that her husband would open the door only when Xu Yuqing came.

But they treated Yuqing that way before, and Yuqing hated them and was unwilling to forgive them. She couldn't blame Yuqing, because the three of them were responsible for all this.

"come and see."

Yuqing responded calmly.

She bought a bag of apples.

After the door opened, she handed the bag of apples to Mrs. Zhuang.

"Yuqing, I can't thank you enough for coming over to take a look at us. You are still so polite and bought so many fruits."

Mrs. Zhuang thanked Yuqing and took the bag of apples.

She and her husband have not eaten fruit for a long time.

Her husband often locked himself in the study, sometimes eating something, sometimes not eating. Even if she bought fruit, she couldn't eat that much by herself, and it would often rot, so she didn't buy it for a long time. Fruit.

"Young Master Mu, Yuqing, come in quickly, it's hot and sunny outside."

Mrs. Zhuang invited the young couple inside.

Yuqing looked around the banker's small yard. It was overgrown with weeds and the warmth of the past was gone.

"Yu Qing, go inside."

Mrs. Zhuang warmly welcomed the young couple into the house.

Yu Qing averted her gaze and silently followed Mrs. Zhuang into the house with Mu Changfeng.

It's hot outside, but it's still hot when you go inside.

Mrs. Zhuang didn't turn on the air conditioner.

She walked to the coffee table, put down the bag of apples bought by Yuqing, and quickly turned on the air conditioner. She said, "I stayed alone on the first floor, so I didn't turn on the air conditioner."

After Yuqing was silent, she said: "The weather is too hot. Turn on the air conditioner when it's time to turn it on. Don't let the heat break you just to save electricity and money."

"The fan blows on me and I don't feel hot."

She closed the door again so that the air conditioner wouldn't escape.

Then she asked Yuqing and his wife to sit down. She went to get some fruits and snacks, cleaned the teapot and made tea for Yuqing and his wife.

"Mrs. Zhuang, there's no need to make tea, we don't drink tea."

Mu Changfeng said something so that Mrs. Zhuang didn't need to be busy.

He never liked drinking tea.

If Yuqing is pregnant, it is not advisable to drink too much tea.

It was not advisable to drink too much tea, so he simply refused to let Yuqing drink tea. Anyway, grandma said she couldn't eat it, so he kept a close eye on her and wouldn't let Yuqing eat at all.

The weather is hot now, and Yuqing wants to eat ice cream the most, but grandma said that pregnant women should try not to eat cold food, so Mu Changfeng won't let her eat it.

No matter how much she begged him or how much she promised to only eat a few mouthfuls, Mu Changfeng would not let her eat.

This made Yu Qing often complain that he had become a housekeeper and controlled her tightly.

"You don't want to drink tea, then, can I get you a cup of warm water?"

"Thank you."

Mu Changfeng thanked her, and Mrs. Zhuang hurriedly poured two glasses of warm water for the young couple.

"Mrs. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang still locked himself in the study?"

Yuqing didn't speak, so Mu Changfeng took his wife's place and asked Mrs. Zhuang.

Mrs. Zhuang used to call Mrs. Zhuang "Sister's Wife", but then the plagiarism incident happened and she severed her relationship with the Zhuang family. When she saw Mrs. Zhuang many years later, she could no longer call Mrs. Zhuang "Sister's Wife".

In fact, her instinct is to call her Master.

Mu Changfeng understood her and knew that she was actually struggling deep in her heart, so he helped her ask questions.

"He still stayed inside, didn't eat lunch, and kept coughing. He didn't take the cough medicine I left at the door of the study. No matter how I tried to persuade him, he wouldn't listen."

Mrs. Zhuang looked sad.

As he spoke, his eyes became red again.

The once happy life was gone forever.

In the past, whenever the couple went out, neighbors would respectfully call them Teacher Zhuang or Mrs. Zhuang when they saw them.

Now, she has to be fully armed when going out for fear of being recognized.

The husband is even worse. He doesn't even go out, let alone go out to meet people. He doesn't even go out for a walk in his own small yard.

"I, I went upstairs to tell him that you are here."

Mrs. Zhuang said as she stood up and was about to go upstairs.

"I'll go."

Yuqing said suddenly.

Mrs. Zhuang was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Oh, okay."

She sat down slowly.

Yuqing said to her husband, "I'll go by myself."

Mu Changfeng nodded and said to her, "Shout if anything happens."

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Yuqing got up and walked upstairs.

She is also very familiar with Zhuangjia. After all, she was once a student of Zhuangshuo. During holidays, she often came to Zhuangjia to visit the teacher.

In the past, every time she came over, Mrs. Zhuang would quickly go to the vegetable market and buy a lot of vegetables. Then she would cook herself and prepare a table of delicious food, leaving her and other classmates to eat. Everyone would sit around a table and eat and drink. , happy and harmonious.

Pulling back his wandering thoughts, Yu Qing went up to the second floor and came to the door of Zhuang Shuo's study. He saw the cough medicines that Mrs. Zhuang had placed on the ground. They must have been the cough medicines that Mrs. Zhuang bought at the drugstore herself. There were more than one kind.

But Zhuang Shuo didn't take the medicine.

Does he want to die of illness so that he can be relieved?

Coughing sounds could be heard from time to time in the study.

Yuqing knocked on the door.

Zhuang Shuo heard a knock on the door, but he did not move. He sat in the desk and stared blankly at a piece of white paper spread out on the table, with various drawing tools placed next to it.

He wanted to draw, but he couldn't muster the energy and had no inspiration.

His mind was filled with the voices of others scolding him for not being a teacher.

It made him blame himself, regret, and become pessimistic and world-weary.

He is a teacher in vain.

It harmed Yuqing and ruined herself and her daughter.

If that incident hadn't happened, he would still be respected by everyone as Teacher Zhuang, and he would be able to live a pleasant retirement life.

"Cough-cough-"

Zhuang Shuo kept coughing.

The cough made his throat sore and his heart hurt.

His old wife was very worried about him and bought him a lot of medicine and put it at the door of the study. He didn't want to open the door. He was afraid that if he opened the door, the voices of those who insulted him and accused him would flood in and drown him.

After suffering too many compliments, he faced all kinds of accusations and insults. He found that he did not have a strong heart and could not bear it. He could only hide in the study and close the doors and windows, as if doing so would block other people's accusations. Same as outside the door.