You're my wife, don't doubt it!

The girl finished her workout early, slipped into the shade, opened the LV umbrella she had prepared, and applied Lancôme's "white tube" sunscreen to her face, neck, and hands to reapply the sunscreen that had melted off during her workout.

Instead of going straight home, she took a taxi to a brand store called "massimodutti" and chose a black suit and trousers, along with a pair of black mid-heel leather shoes.

I chose styles that were 50% off or more in the store, and this set only cost me 1400 yuan.

The most I brought with me was fifty or sixty thousand yuan, so I had to be careful with how I spent it.

When paying the bill, she used Xiao Yao's China Construction Bank Dragon Card Zodiac Card.

The girl flicked her finger on the little monkey's forehead and muttered to herself, "You, you."

Then she went to Falke, two blocks away, and got three pairs of velvet socks.

Two pairs of skin-toned shoes and one pair of black shoes, totaling less than two hundred yuan.

After thinking about it, I bought three more pairs for Shen Tianyun. Honestly, don't wear those cheap, no-name socks.

Shen Tianyun once mentioned that there will be a movie in the future where someone says, "I made these dumplings just for this little bit of vinegar." Today, she bought this whole outfit just to match her socks, so it's pretty much the same thing.

Honestly, don't make any weird requests next time, okay?

He bought a bunch of unbranded socks for eight yuan a bundle from a street vendor; they didn't even have any packaging. It's amazing he could bring himself to buy them and then wear them himself.

Wearing those cheap socks will definitely cause skin allergies, right?

……

Thinking about this, the young woman had a sudden thought—it didn't seem right to only buy things for herself and her daughter.

She went to the AJ flagship store, bought several pairs of good men's athletic socks, and also picked out a pair of black basketball shoes.

It's size 43, right?

Indeed, consumption is always the source of happiness.

With this joy, and carrying large and small paper bags, the girl carefully calculated her expenses and took the subway back to Helen Road.

I just spent over two thousand yuan again, I really need to save some money.

She held up a parasol and slowly walked home.

At the corner of the old commercial street, there was a newsstand where an old man sat, wearing reading glasses, and it was hard to tell whether he was asleep or awake.

"Grandpa, Grandpa." The girl gently patted the outer edge of the newsstand.

"Ah, ah, what do you want?"

"Do you have 'China Fashion'?" the girl asked, peering into the newsstand.

"Yes, it just arrived."

"We also need 'Sports Science' and 'Dance'."

The old man handed over "Chinese Fashion" and "Sports Science": "We don't have 'Dance'."

"Oh, right," the girl's mind raced, "What about 'Science Fiction Emperor,' 'Niche Network Newspaper,' and 'Computer Business Newspaper'?"

The girl continued walking back, carrying a plastic bag of newspapers and magazines.

When that guy comes back and sees that I bought the magazine he likes, he'll be very happy, right?

Before arriving home, the girl took a slightly longer route to a flower market she had already chosen.

A place to live should always have some charm.

Even with a parasol, she was still drenched in sweat when she got home.

The first thing to do is turn on the air conditioner and select the high-power setting.

Then, while enjoying the air conditioning, she put down what she was holding.

I checked the curtains and door locks, then took off my pants and socks and put them on the floor.

Next, she took off her top and bra, leaving only her underwear.

Finally, continue using the air conditioner until the sticky feeling on your body disappears.

A life where you can't shower anytime, anywhere is a test of willpower.

The girl, shirtless, took out a hanging flowerpot she had just bought, along with the flowers and plants she had just picked up from the flower market, and hung the flowerpot by the window. She first took out twelve bunches of lace vines and made a frame with varying heights, then inserted four sprigs of willow branches as the central bunch, spreading out from the center of the flowerpot. She prepared to arrange hydrangeas, lilies, and roses from bottom to top, and then placed three hibiscus flowers on the top layer.

By the way, the roses Xiao Yao gave me last time haven't withered yet; I can put them in...

The room was quiet while I was arranging flowers; the only sounds were the hum of the air conditioner and the chirping of cicadas outside the window.

Although others see the girl as someone who prefers activity to stillness, she doesn't actually reject spending time alone in quiet, enclosed spaces.

This might make one feel... at ease?

"Repair gas stove, repair rice cooker, gas stove repair..." A man shouted as he walked through the alley.

The girl could hear the sound of his bicycle bell ringing.

The wheel ran over a raised stone brick, making a sound.

"It's so hot under the sun, and we still have to make a living. It must be really tough," the girl thought.

The angle at which this rose is inserted seems to be wrong.

The girl took out the rose, picked up the scissors on the table, and carefully trimmed it again.

Okay, that's much better.

What to do after arranging the flowers? I'm a little bored.

What should I eat for lunch? I have to go out, this is such a hassle...

She wants to go bowling, golf, skiing, and horseback riding.

For now, we can only think about it.

Running away from home might not be a good idea; there might be other, gentler ways to persuade your father.

Even if you're engaged, you can find a suitable opportunity to break it off in the future.

The girl was fiddling with her beloved flowers when she suddenly felt a pang of melancholy.

She picked up her phone—she had set up a whitelist system since the day before yesterday.

The blocked list includes 4 cases from fathers, 5 cases from unknown numbers, and 7 cases from Zhang Zhengkai.

Surprisingly, the person surnamed Xiao didn't call or text me for the first time in ages. How obedient!

He's not on QQ either; his profile picture is grayed out.

The girl suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Several children from the alleyways ran past downstairs, shouting and laughing, leaving a trail of sound.

Shen Tianyun and Xiao Yao both went to school, leaving him locked up here with nothing to do.

In the prime of her youth, she should have been busy with studying, exercising, shopping, having fun, working out, and socializing with her girlfriends.

Now she sits here arranging flowers, waiting for her husband and children to come home.

The girl's poor Chinese language skills—it's almost like a… what's that saying again? A deep, secluded… chamber… a resentful woman?

The girl suddenly felt a sense of panic, as if she had been abandoned by the world.

No.

She has to do her own thing and live her own life step by step.

Why don't you go to the dojo and practice? Hopefully, the old man won't catch you red-handed then.

Forget it.

On the fourth day since she ran away from home, this might be the time when the old man is at his angrier, so it's best to be cautious.

The girl tied her hair up, walked to the center of the room, and set up a combat stance.

"Ha~!" A high kick.

The chest of drawers trembled, and the small round mirror on top fell to the ground.

The girl caught it with lightning speed: "Damn it..."

This room is so small, and there are bottles and jars everywhere. What's the point of playing in it?

So, shouldn't I do some laundry, sweep the floor, and tidy up my room?

As for washing clothes... there's no washing machine in this house.

Even if there were a washing machine, she might not know how to use it.

Should I wash them by hand? The girl looked at her hands, her face showing reluctance.

The girl hid behind the curtains, quietly pulled them open, and glanced outside.

A row of them were drying on the bamboo poles outside.

Whose women's underwear is that? Red and black...

The girl blushed slightly.

This guy... is quite virtuous? Hmm, maybe he'd make a good live-in son-in-law?

Let's tidy up the room then. It's a mess, piled up everywhere, like a dog kennel.