Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

Chapter 126 I am a good reader

"Your topic is so pointless."

There was a hint of disdain in Jiang Zhuhua's tone.

Would she really end up with such a boring person after growing up? Is this just growing up, or has she been possessed? It's unimaginable what it would be like to spend the rest of one's life with someone like this.

Huo Wang's face was so dark it looked like ink could drip out at any moment, yet the person in front of him seemed completely unaware that there was anything wrong with what he was saying, displaying an unusually calm demeanor.

His innocent face conveyed the message: Are you going to be unreasonable? If you are, then I'm right.

Don't be angry, don't be angry. The other person is still as childish as they are. Don't argue with a child.

Huo Wang struggled to shift the other person's position from that of a partner to that of a child.

Is it really that lacking in nutritional value?

Huo Wang couldn't help but ask a question, even though it seemed somewhat ridiculous.

Have you ever heard of stories about people earning over 10,000 yuan a month by setting up a small stall?

Jiang Zhuhua asked.

"I've heard of it, so do you earn over ten thousand a month?"

Huo Wang's response was also a question. He hoped she had been doing well before.

No. Is there enough to eat?

Jiang Zhuhua was actually a little proud when she talked about these things. She was able to support herself with her own hands and rent a place to live.

Even though this kind of life is difficult, it is earned with one's own hands.

"You should be in school at your age, where do you find the free time to set up a stall?"

Huo Wang thought about it carefully and then felt something was wrong. Isn't this the age for going to school?

Jiang Zhuhua's usual speech and behavior, including his fluent English, didn't seem like someone who hadn't studied hard. Huo Wang looked at the person in front of him with a suspicious gaze.

"I don't have money. So I'm not going to study."

Jiang Zhuhua spoke with remarkable ease, yet he unconsciously rubbed his fingers together, appearing somewhat anxious. However, a bright smile remained on his face.

"It's just that I don't study anymore. As long as I can still take the college entrance exam, that's fine. My grades have always been good in my class. I'm first in the whole school."

When talking about his achievements, Jiang Zhuhua seemed to have gained some confidence, gesturing with his fingers.

“My English is already much better than my peers. If I get into university, I can take the CET-4 and CET-6 exams. But before that, I need to work hard to save enough tuition fees.”

Jiang Zhuhua's eyes were full of longing and hope for the future.

“What is your dream?”

Looking at the light in her eyes, Huo Wang really wanted to paint this scene, but the circumstances around him didn't allow it, so he could only imprint it deeply in his mind.

"I'm a good cook, so why not open a restaurant? Sell stir-fries. Actually, selling stir-fries is quite nice. Or maybe some desserts or hot pot? I really enjoy eating them anyway."

Young people always seem to possess an inexplicable vitality, their eyes sparkling. When they talk about the future, their whole being shines. They are neither complacent nor rigid.

Full of hope and light, they are like sunflowers of the motherland.

"and then?"

Huo Wang's eyes were so tender they were almost dripping with tears, making Jiang Zhuhua feel awkward all over.

"Then it's about making money to study, and building the country. Didn't I tell you about the future? I got to where I am today with the help of the country. Many kind people helped me, so I also want to give back to society."

Her face seemed a little shy, with a slight blush, a color that was not common. Huo Wang's lips involuntarily curled into a smile.

"Very good. Very positive."

Huo Wang held up his finger and gave a thumbs-up.

"And what about you? What do you do?"

Jiang Zhuhua still couldn't imagine what kind of person she would marry, especially the person in front of her, who seemed a bit roguish and not the honest and docile type. He was the kind of person that even she was afraid he would cheat on her if she kept him at home.

She was also wearing silver earrings, which made her look a bit frivolous.

"I repair and modify cars, and occasionally I do some painting."

Compared to the other party, his own industry was really hard to look down on, especially in the eyes of the public, car repair seemed to be a job that was not respectable.

Huo Wang stared at the girl in front of him, unsure whether she would dislike the job.

"A love story between a small stir-fry shop owner and a repairman? It's got that rural TV vibe to it."

Young people have very unconventional thought processes, and Jiang Zhuhua didn't find it incongruous at all; on the contrary, he thought it was quite good.

"I heard that repairmen can earn around 10,000 yuan a month, while the wages at small stir-fry shops are relatively unstable."

You see no disdain for the profession in her eyes. It's as if she uses a different standard than everyone else.

"It's different. You earn much more money than me now. My net profit is four or five million a year, but you're different; you can earn over a hundred million."

Huo Wang wasn't quite sure how much money the other party could make, but it should be a considerable sum.

Jiang Zhuhua never seemed to worry about money, and when he occasionally mentioned prices, he did so casually.

"So many!"

Jiang Zhuhua, on the contrary, remained indifferent.

"Don't you think I'm greedy for wealth?"

People around him always say that as soon as they see him with a rich girlfriend, they assume he's after her money.

"Greedy for wealth? I don't even know if I'll be able to regain my memories yet. Judging from what those people said, the company isn't doing well either. I don't even know how much money I'll have left. If you really were greedy for wealth, you should have packed up all the valuables in the house and run away right now."

Although Jiang Zhuhua had never experienced sudden wealth or a mistress running away with the money, he had heard of it. When those people ran away, they usually took all the money very cleanly, leaving their former patrons with hardly any money left when they went bankrupt and were liquidated.

That's how it's always written in novels.

"Besides, if you're greedy for wealth and status, you can delegate many things to others. There's no need for you to drag your leg around everywhere. What if you develop health problems later?"

Jiang Zhuhua had noticed the other person's leg injury long ago. He seemed to have taken steps to treat it, but due to the long journey, the situation did not appear to have improved.

"This needs to be nurtured. There's no rush."

Huo Wang started laughing for no apparent reason. Jiang Zhuhua felt that there was something wrong with him.

What's so great about that?

Doesn't the wound hurt? Or does it have some kind of peculiar fetish?

"Take some rest first."

Too much has happened lately, but Huo Wang patiently let the other person go to sleep first. Things will get better eventually.

Moreover, they were not fighting alone.

Jiang Zhuhua didn't say much, and just obediently lay back down.

Before falling asleep, she was thinking that maybe she would remember everything when she woke up.

The man in front of me looked genuinely sad; the sadness was evident in his eyes.