CHAPTER 101: CHAPTER 101: FILTH

Actually, what he’s talking about is precisely the matter with Zhao Yingjun across the street. Although he hasn’t seen it, and his parents haven’t been very detailed, a few words are enough to understand.

Ever since Zhao Yingjun’s wife’s niece Su Miao moved in, he’s been leaving late and returning early every day, especially good to the people at home, always filled with laughter and happiness.

Just the day before yesterday at noon, when Han Dong’s mom Tian Jinhua was going home, she happened to see Zhao Yingjun’s house had the door unlocked, and he was holding Su Miao’s hand. Su Miao was extremely flustered, pushed Zhao Yingjun away, and Tian Jinhua left immediately. She told her husband as soon as she got home.

Han Jinshan frowned and then put down the newspaper: "Don’t spread gossip arbitrarily."

Tian Jinhua curled her lips: "Am I just bored? Just telling you."

These few words were overheard by Han Dong, and he instantly understood this dirty affair. Although he’s quite a flirt, it’s all consensual; there’s nothing as disgusting as involving with younger relatives!

His wife is pregnant too, but this isn’t something he can tell Sun Chan.

And he doesn’t know Sun Chan knows this Su Miao. Right then, he changed the subject.

Guihua asked Han Dong: "When are you going to get fruits again?"

"I’ll go tomorrow." Han Dong was eating mushrooms voraciously: "Do you want me to bring anything?"

"Yeah, I’d like you to bring me some illustrated magazines related to decoration, since we want to make the lodge look nice and trendy." Guihua had saved a lot of money over the years, so she didn’t care about the price, just the effect.

"Alright!" Han Dong smiled at Sun Chan: "What about you? Want anything?"

Sun Chan thought for a moment and smiled: "I also want to read books, get me some textbooks."

Han Dong agreed without hesitation; it’s nothing.

Guihua glanced at Han Dong and said with a smile: "I think you’re quite a good young man. Let me introduce you to someone."

Han Dong laughed: "Big sis, I lack everything but not girls, you don’t have to worry about that."

His eyes quickly glanced over Sun Chan; he couldn’t forget her for now and didn’t want anyone else, better to develop his career first.

Guihua knew well but smiled and said nothing. Sun Chan was thinking about business for tomorrow and didn’t notice the looks between them.

They were in good spirits, but Su Miao felt terrible.

She came here for a promising future; Gu Junming had helped her find a canteen job, but she couldn’t start until next month. Initially afraid of being disliked by her aunt, but her uncle didn’t mind; it’s just her aunt’s expressions were unpleasant, often making her do chores, nitpicking, occasionally saying hurtful things. Su Miao, pampered since childhood, has been doing all sorts of work here and feeling quite tired.

Especially now that her aunt is increasingly unfriendly, she feels both angry and nervous. What should she do?

She didn’t bring much money, so she didn’t dare move to an inn directly, unsure when she’d receive her salary.

If not, go find Gu Junming? Su Miao thought, maybe if she played pitiful, Gu Junming wouldn’t ignore her. If she could be closer to him and something happened, that would be great, having him responsible for her future.

She gradually started thinking of leaving, and Gu Junming had previously written a letter home, so she had already found out where his unit was.

Who would have thought just the day before yesterday, something happened. While sweeping, Zhao Yingjun unexpectedly grabbed her hand!

Although she quickly pushed him away, this incident stuck in her mind like a thorn. She is now extremely angry and disgusted but vaguely proud. After all, her looks are stunning; otherwise, this well-experienced man wouldn’t be attracted. Can she use this for some benefit? Ideally, find a good job.

So she didn’t rush to leave, contemplating how to gain advantage.

Su Jinxiu took a nap, came out with her big belly, and saw Su Miao squatting over there mopping the floor, her figure slender, skin fair, thinking about her husband’s recent kindness to Su Miao, her anger surged fiercely.

"Such cold weather, why are you leaving the door open? Want to freeze me?"

"No, I’m mopping here, opening the door to let the floor dry faster..."

"Can’t you squeeze the cloth a bit drier? I’m pregnant now, catching a cold will affect the baby. You’re grown up, don’t you know this?"

Su Junxiu looked at Su Miao’s young, beautiful face, seething with hatred. Zhao Yingjun’s temper had been good recently, no longer disdaining her for being from the village but coming home earlier, but not because of her pregnancy, because of this Su Miao!

She’s now fat and bloated, certainly inferior to this little flower. And this little flower is her niece!

Su Miao wasn’t patient either, swallowed her anger, closed the door, and returned to her small room silently.

She sat at the edge of the bed, filled with agitated emotions. Better to leave soon! Her aunt treated her like this, wouldn’t let her uncle help her, and even if he agreed, it probably wouldn’t work. After much contemplation, the only way was through Gu Junming.

If she couldn’t find a chief like Gu Junming, she could at least rely on him to find a decent position.

Thinking of this, Su Miao packed her luggage and went inside, coincidentally meeting Zhao Yingjun returning, carrying a bag full of chicken, duck, fish, and meat, along with two bags obviously containing clothes, he looked at her smiling.

"I got off work early today, bought clothes for you all."

Su Miao initially intended to say she was leaving, but Zhao Yingjun took out the clothes: "Look, coats for you and your aunt, one each."

They were two cashmere coats, one red and one black, very stylish, clearly not cheap.

Su Miao liked the clothes very much, making it hard to say she was leaving.

Zhao Yingjun shoved the clothes to Su Miao: "Try them on! These kinds of clothes aren’t often in the mall, if the size doesn’t fit, we should exchange them quickly."

"But uncle, this is too valuable; I can’t accept it." Such a coat would cost at least one and a half months of a worker’s salary; she couldn’t afford it, but it was too lovely, making her hesitate.

"No need for courtesies. You’ve worked hard taking care of your aunt recently; this is a thank-you gift. But why are you holding a bag?" Zhao Yingjun finally noticed her bag.

Su Miao hesitated: "Actually, I plan to stay elsewhere for a while. I’ll be working soon, can’t stay here forever, besides my aunt is about to give birth."