Chapter 228 Between Water and Sky (8)

Jiang Muyun found a job and advanced her salary in advance. This day went very smoothly, but her salary advance was naturally useful.

I originally thought that if I didn't have money, I might have to live in Mei Ruohong's small shabby house temporarily, but now that I have money, everything can be solved easily.

The main reason is that she is still Mei Ruohong's wife in name only. If something happens, this is a normal life between husband and wife.

But she didn't want to.

Although Mei Ruohong hates himself now, Bao Buqi is a man who only thinks in his lower body, so he still has to protect himself.

With the freshly baked two hundred yuan, of course I went to rent a house first!

I have experience in renting a house. I found an apartment that looked good and was in a safe and reliable location. I rented a small apartment for the mother and daughter to live in. It cost me eighty yuan.

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However, since the furniture is complete, there is no need to buy anything else. I went to buy a quilt, daily necessities, and some clothes for both of them.

You can’t go to work tomorrow. You can wear one outfit for a year!

When passing by the barber shop, the reflective glass reflected her appearance at this time. The woman in a Mizuya cheongsam was carrying large and small bags, with a long braid hanging down to her belly.

My hair is too long, which is a bit troublesome.

So she strode into the barber shop.

Her waist-length hair was cut directly to her shoulders, and she refused the offer to perm it. After all, she had to go back to Shuiyunjian. Mei Ruohong found that the change was too big and it was hard to explain.

She just used a hairpin to half-pin her hair, and her whole temperament changed drastically. This hairstyle looked very young, and it suddenly transformed her from a housewife to a female student who had just stepped out of society.

This change received good feedback from the surprised expressions of Hua'er and Mei Ruohong.

Hua'er praised her mother for looking good, and looked at her eagerly and said that she also wanted to get a haircut, which made Jiang Muyun laugh.

Mei Ruohong did have a look of surprise when he saw it, but soon his face turned serious, just like his father.

"Cuiping, you just came to Suzhou and Hangzhou. Look what you look like. Besides, what are these you are wearing? Where did you get the money to buy them? Could it be that you stole my money?!"

In Mei Ruohong's mind, Cuiping is a country woman. She shouldn't be like this. She can only be rustic. She is from a different world from the colorful Suhang, or she is just like him.

, he is a poor person who can be seen at a glance!

"Your money? Ruohong, do you think you might have money? If you had money, how could you live like this?"

Jiang Muyun's merciless ridicule made his face turn white and white, but his mouth was still very hard.

"Did you sell my paintings? That must be the case. Why do you want to touch my things without my permission? Do you know how important these paintings are to me!"

This person can be confident, but he cannot be blindly confident. Blind confidence is called arrogance! Unfortunately, he, Mei Ruohong, is a man of common trust in ancient times.

"By your paintings, do you mean this pile of rubbish? Do you think your paintings can be sold?" Jiang Muyun hit the nail on the head, the disgust in his eyes reaching its peak, "These things you painted are, to say the least, offensive.

Give it to people, people don’t necessarily want it, it’s too rough to wipe their butts with!”

No one had ever insulted him like this, and it was this village woman whom he despised. This filled his heart with anger and made his face extremely ugly!

He threw everything on the table to the ground with a loud bang, picked up the drawing board and smashed it on the ground, beat his chest and screamed at the West Lake outside the window. It was as if he had gone crazy.

"Ah - you don't understand, you don't understand anything, my art, my paintings, my uniqueness, you don't understand anything!"

After all the madness, everything in the house was in pieces, as if it had been swept away. Jiang Muyun looked at the crumbling house, wondering whether it could withstand his hammer blows.

Hua'er kept hugging her legs tightly because of fear, hiding her small body behind her.

Finally, when he calmed down, Jiang Muyun slowly said, "Look, you scared Hua'er!"

When Mei Ruohong heard this, he turned around and looked at the villain apologetically, as if he suddenly remembered that he had a daughter, "I'm sorry, Hua'er, it's dad's fault. Don't be afraid, dad's not talking about you!"

Jiang Muyun really suspected that this man had schizophrenia, "Don't worry, the money we spent on buying things was all the money I got from selling my hair and fishing it out of the water. Moreover, I found a job and will make money in the future.

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"Work? Why do you suddenly want to find a job! Do you think I can't support you?"

"Of course, you can't afford to support us. You haven't given me a penny. The rice in the rice jar at home is not enough for a week. How do you think the three of us should survive?"

What she said was all true. In fact, Mei Ruohong had been unable to sell his paintings for so long and almost relied on everyone's support, especially those of the Zixuan brothers and sisters. Otherwise, he would have starved to death.

"Don't worry, I will find a way. Anyway, I will be able to support you!" After saying that, he went out again. No need to think, he must have gone to Yanyu Building to find help.

Jiang Muyun left a note, saying that food and accommodation were provided at the place of work, and took Hua'er to the place of work, telling him not to look for it. Then the mother and daughter returned to the newly rented apartment.

On the other side, Du Qianqian was also sad because of her father Du Shiyouna's concubine and came to Yanyu Tower, where she happened to meet Mei Ruohong, who was somewhat attracted to her but looked sad.

The two started chatting immediately.

Mei Ruohong's careful comfort enlightened Du Qianqian. After Du Qianqian learned about his troubles, she also wanted to help him.

There was unconcealable love in each other's eyes, but this love was too noble. Mei Ruohong knew his situation, and he couldn't be with Du Qianqian. Doing so would only let her down.

"Ruohong, me."

"Qianqian, why are you here? Why don't you tell me that you are here so that I can pick you up!" Wang Zimo, who appeared at the right time, interrupted Du Qianqian's unspoken words.

"Ruohong, you're here too!" Wang Zixuan followed behind, came over and took Mei Ruohong's arm.

"It just happened to happen."

Mei Ruohong explained to Wang Zimo that this was his good brother and he was bound to win over Du Qianqian, so he should give up his inappropriate thoughts.

"Everyone is here, let's go in and talk!"

Wang Zixuan walked in front with Mei Ruohong on his arm. He was so upright and upright. Du Qianqian, who was beside Wang Zimo behind him, looked at her with envy. She thought and wanted to be like Zixuan, who could express her love so bravely, even if

He has a wife.

Love is so involuntary!
Chapter completed!