Chapter 2

Zhong Jiawei was not moved by his concern, but just looked at him coldly and said, "Is it necessary? What do you want to do? Do you want money?"

As she said that, she opened her small bag and threw the already old lady's wallet to Jiang Zhihao: "Give it all to you!"

Jiang Zhihao subconsciously grabbed the wallet and looked at his wife's cold expression. He knew that no matter what he did at this moment, he would be misunderstood by Zhong Jiawei's preconceived concept.

Putting his wallet on the table next to him, Jiang Zhihao turned around and walked into the kitchen.

If words cannot impress a person, then you can only prove it with practical actions.

Lingling rolled up a portion of roast duck and happily ran over and handed it to Zhong Jiawei: "Mom, you eat it first!"

The roast duck rolls were a little irregular, but it could be seen that the little girl had tried her best.

Her well-behaved look made Zhong Jiawei's eyes turn red, but she didn't want to cry today.

If there is only the last day left in her life, then she hopes to leave the best day for her daughter's life. Even the so-called best is just ordinary in other people's homes.

After Zhong Jiawei took the roast duck, Lingling ran back to the table and said while rolling it: "I also want to make one for my father. Dad doesn't like eating onions, and likes eating meat like Lingling."

Seeing his daughter's serious look, Zhong Jiawei was a little dazed.

I don’t know how long it took, Jiang Zhihao came out with the porridge. Seeing her sitting on the sofa in a daze, he said, “Come and have some sugar for you.”

Zhong Jiawei looked up at him. The more considerate her husband showed, the more disgusted her. Because every consideration means that he had some intentions.

Either want to get money, sell your home stuff, or owes a lot of gambling debts outside.

"No matter what you want to do, just do it, I won't stop you." Zhong Jiawei said.

Jiang Zhihao looked at her, suddenly walked to the cabinet and opened his wallet, and pulled out a hundred yuan from it.

Looking at his things, Zhong Jiawei felt powerless all over, it was indeed for money.

Jiang Zhihao raised the hundred-dollar bill in his hand and said, "What I want to do is very simple. With this hundred yuan in one hundred days, you can earn one million!"

Zhong Jiawei showed a sneering expression. She didn't say anything, just wanted to watch her husband perform quietly.

However, what happened afterwards made her stunned.

Jiang Zhihao put the one hundred yuan into his pocket, then turned around and walked into the kitchen, and took out the gasoline barrel.

When Zhong Jiawei saw the gasoline barrel, she felt very panicked. After all, what she wanted to do was not a good thing.

Carry the gasoline barrel into the bathroom, open the lid and pour it into the toilet, and then flush it out a few times.

When he returned, Jiang Zhihao walked to Zhong Jiawei.

Zhong Jiawei felt a little guilty. She stared at Jiang Zhihao and tried to hide something in a stern tone: "What do you want to do!"

With a "thump", Jiang Zhihao knelt on his knees with a straightforward gaze as Zhong Jiawei was gaze.

He kowtowed to Zhong Jiawei and said, "I can't imagine the pain you have suffered, but I know that it must be very painful. I am very glad that I had the opportunity to say sorry to you in person. I also hope that from today on we can give each other a chance. I am not joking or performing. I just want to say that I have disappointed you in the past. I don't want to say that I have changed, but I will let you see this change as soon as possible."

Zhong Jiawei was not happy because she had heard it too many times and was disappointed too many times.

The only thing that surprised her was that Jiang Zhihao actually knelt down and kowtowed.

For a man who was beaten to the point of bleeding because he was owed to gambling debts but didn't even want to call him grandpa, kneeling down to a woman is also a very ungrateful thing. Jiang Zhihao was surprised that Zhong Jiawei was able to do this.

As for the barrel of gasoline, when Jiang Zhihao discovered it, Zhong Jiawei didn't find it strange. Because she placed it around the corner of the kitchen, you can see it and smell it as long as you go in.

This is a chance she gave to life. If Jiang Zhihao could find out, she would not commit suicide by setting fire. If she couldn't find out, she could only say that God would do so.

At this time, Jiang Zhihao said again: "Don't take the company's punishment to heart. I will give you this money."

Zhong Jiawei was stunned for a moment, and she looked up at Jiang Zhihao, very surprised.

Logically speaking, Jiang Zhihao shouldn't have known about her company. He has never cared about it since he got married.

But now Jiang Zhihao has been reborn in his second life. He knows that Zhong Jiawei wants to commit suicide today. In addition to being unhappy in her marriage, she is also fined 10,000 yuan by the company for making mistakes in her work.

Her monthly salary is only more than 5,000 yuan, and 10,000 yuan is equivalent to in vain for two months.

It was this punishment decision that made Zhong Jiawei commit suicide by setting fire to the fire.

Although surprised, Zhong Jiawei did not ask Jiang Zhihao how he knew. As for helping her pay the fine, Zhong Jiawei only smiled coldly and said, "Can you still take out the extra penny except the one hundred I gave you?"

"I can't take it out now, but it's enough for three days at most. Before that, you just need to admit your mistakes with the company and don't do anything else. I'll pay the fine, and the company will naturally help you with the other." Jiang Zhihao said.

Zhong Jiawei sneered again and ignored her. In her eyes, Jiang Zhihao said that everything was bragging.

Smelling the faint smell of gasoline from the bathroom, Zhong Jiawei suddenly felt a little grateful.

If Jiang Zhihao hadn't gone to the kitchen today, would she really commit suicide? Including her daughter Lingling, she would not be spared. She would never leave her daughter with such an unreliable father.

This night was destined to be difficult to fall asleep for both Zhong Jiawei and Jiang Zhihao.

When he woke up the next day, the first scene that Zhong Jiawei saw when she came out of the bedroom was the milk, toast, and fried eggs placed on the dining table.

The fragrance that penetrated her nose made her feel like she was dreaming.

Jiang Zhihao put the chopsticks in place and saw that she had already gotten up, and said, "Go to wash first, and then you can have a meal. I will take Lingling to kindergarten first."

After hearing this, Zhong Jiawei felt extremely disgusted. Why do she still say things that she couldn't do?

"Let's get a divorce." Zhong Jiawei said.

She thought about it for a long time last night. Such a marriage was not what she wanted. It was not good for herself or for her children, so it would be better to leave earlier.

Jiang Zhihao didn't have many surprises when he heard Zhong Jiawei's words.

Zhong Jiawei has been able to endure it until today, so she is already very patient.

Jiang Zhihao didn't mean to blame anyone, but said, "If I can't fulfill my promise within a hundred days, I won't stop you from leaving at that time."

Zhong Jiawei immediately remembered the words he said yesterday that he wanted to make one million in a hundred days: "Is it interesting to delay time?"
Chapter completed!