Jiang Zishi’s head spun, his eyes red with agitation. He confirmed, word by word,
"Chi Yun’er, are you saying that since arriving here, you’ve reported every cent and every ration ticket you’ve spent to your parents, without missing a thing?"
Chi Yun’er nodded obediently, fidgeting with her index fingers in a helpless and bashful manner. "I have to report not only my reasons for spending the money and ration tickets, but also the things they mail back to me."
"If I don’t write to them, they’ll assume I still have money and ration tickets, so their monthly package won’t be on time. They’ll also send less money and fewer tickets and things."
She then added with a look of feigned cleverness,
"But I’m pretty smart, you know. I spend every last bit of the money and ration tickets my parents mail me each month!"
Jiang Zishi continued to ask through gritted teeth, "So, in the letters you wrote, did you mention my name?"
"Every single month?"
Chi Yun’er’s eyes darted left and right as she nodded guiltily. "Brother Zishu, you know me. I’ve never been able to lie."
"I told my parents that it was a loan from you. Isn’t that what you said before?"
"Of course," she immediately added, "we’re so close. Brother Zishu, you’ve helped me so much that we’ve long been even. It’s just..."
"It’s just that if I take out all my money this time, my parents are bound to ask questions," she said softly, pursing her lips. "After all, I told them I was using it to prepare my dowry."
Jiang Zishi was at a loss for words.
’So the Chi Family couple has been watching my every move, seeing how I’ve been slowly eating away at their daughter’s living expenses?’
As thick-skinned as he was, even he found this a little hard to stomach.
"You... How could you be so painfully honest?" Jiang Zishi’s face was absolutely livid. "Couldn’t you have asked me before writing that stuff? What are your parents going to think of me? That I’m some live-in son-in-law?"



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