80s Marriage Swap: My Should-Be-Dead Husband Lives On-Chapter 152: Secretly Stashing Private Money

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Secretly Stashing Private Money

Even though the temperature outside is very low, Liu Fenglan wore layer after layer, but Zhang Daqiang only wore two thin shirts.

"Wait a moment," Liu Fenglan called out to Zhang Daqiang.

Zhang Daqiang glanced at her, his face showing no expression: "Why are you here?"

This look made Liu Fenglan unable to breathe.

Especially after hearing Zhang Daqiang’s voice, she felt as if she was frozen, standing still where she was.

Zhang Daqiang frowned: "If there’s nothing, I’ll be leaving now."

Even when facing the elders of his wife’s family, Zhang Daqiang showed no goodwill.

And Liu Fenglan dared not say anything.

"Well... I’m here to see Xiao Ting." After a long time, Liu Fenglan finally dared to speak.

Zhang Daqiang frowned and said: "What’s there to see?"

Liu Fenglan: "After all this time, I should see her, and Xiao Ting hasn’t been home for a long time. See if you can let Xiao Ting go home for a few days."

Serve for a few days, whatever amount she can, anyway, seeing Song Jiajia’s face annoys her now.

If it weren’t for the child in her belly possibly being Lu Hao’s only flesh and blood, she wouldn’t be willing to serve her.

Married a granddaughter-in-law home, but instead of enjoying life, only got angry.

Zhang Daqiang: "What’s there to go back for, don’t bother me, I’m busy."

After speaking, Zhang Daqiang left without looking back.

Liu Fenglan didn’t dare to stop him, she could only watch Zhang Daqiang leave.

Anyway, it’s okay if Zhang Daqiang is not at home, just go directly to Lu Ting.

But when Liu Fenglan was preparing to knock on the door, she found that the door was locked, and locked from the outside.

"What’s going on here? Is it because Xiao Ting isn’t home? But if Xiao Ting isn’t home, where could she have gone?"

Liu Fenglan looked at the tightly locked door, feeling a bit frustrated. She had hoped Lu Ting could go back to help for a few days.

Meanwhile, Lu Ting was inside the room, the chain on her foot had been changed to another one because her ankle was too thin, the previous chain couldn’t hold.

Her cheeks were hollow, eyes protruding, her whole being looked like skin wrapped around bones, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

The clothes on her body were very messy, anyone with experience would instantly know what she had gone through.

The scars on her body layered one over another, the old ones nested by newer ones.

She lay on the bed in utter despair, even lacking the strength to commit suicide.

Liu Fenglan ended up finding no one, cursed, and left angrily.

"Wow! Smells so good," Jiang Lan couldn’t help saying as she looked at the table full of delicious dishes.

"Today this meal is prepared by Sang Yu and Jingming as a couple."

Sang Yu: "Auntie, you’re saying this wrong, you also were busy for a whole afternoon."

He Xiulan: "I didn’t do anything, just lent a helping hand, that’s nothing."

Jiang Songwen: "Then let’s raise a glass to thank the three comrades who worked hard to let us enjoy a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner."

"Yes, raise the glass!" Jiang Chunhe said raising the glass.

Seeing this, everyone raised their glasses together, welcoming the New Year.

"Happy New Year, everyone!"

"Happy New Year!"

At this moment, the air was filled with the scent of happiness.

After dinner, Sang Yu brought out the prepared desserts for everyone.

The family sat in the living room, chatting one sentence after another, everyone staying up late tonight.

"If you’re tired, go upstairs and sleep first," Jiang Jingming suggested.

Once it reached the time, Sang Yu’s biological clock reminded her to sleep.

But this was the first time Sang Yu remembered so many people staying up with her, so she didn’t want to sleep.

"No, I’ll just wait here."

Jiang Jingming looked at the persistence in Sang Yu’s eyes, ultimately didn’t say anything more, just patted his own shoulder and said: "Then lean on me, more comfortable."

Sang Yu thought for a moment: "Forget it, I’ll just sit like this."

Jiang Jingming: "Don’t worry, Auntie and the others won’t look."

Sang Yu looked at Jiang Jingming, seemingly puzzled, how he knew her thoughts.

Jiang Jingming raised his eyebrow, extremely pleased.

Sang Yu glanced at He Xiulan and the others, indeed they weren’t looking over, so she leaned onto Jiang Jingming’s shoulder.

To make Sang Yu sleep more comfortably, Jiang Jingming relaxed his shoulder.

Sang Yu originally intended to just lean for a bit, but ended up sleeping like that.

He Xiulan and the others speaking also subconsciously lowered their voices.

When the clock’s hands reached 11:50, Jiang Jingming woke Sang Yu up.

"Wake up, it’s time for fireworks."

Sang Yu suddenly woke up: "Fireworks? What time is it?"

Why does it feel like only napping for a few minutes and it’s midnight already?

Jiang Jingming rubbed Sang Yu’s head: "Don’t worry, we’re on time."

After saying this, Jiang Jingming helped Sang Yu dress and put on her shoes.

Once dressed, Sang Yu followed Jiang Lan and the others to the courtyard.

The courtyard was already set up with many fireworks, only waiting to be lit.

Jiang Jingming and Jiang Chunhe were in charge of lighting them.

"Ready?" Jiang Chunhe asked them.

Because Wei Jin was pregnant, it wasn’t suitable for her to hear the explosion sound from such short distance, so she didn’t come out with them.

"We’re ready, we’re ready!" Jiang Lan said excitedly.

"Fireworks are coming!" Jiang Chunhe.

As his words fell, fireworks shot up into the sky, exploding into a burst of colorful fireworks.

Jiang Lan clapped and cheered: "So beautiful, so beautiful!"

He Xiulan and Jiang Songwen snuggled together, watching everything in front of them, seeing happiness in each other’s eyes.

After setting off the fireworks, He Xiulan started giving out red envelopes.

"This is for Xiao Lan."

"Thank you, mom."

Jiang Songwen also handed Jiang Lan a red envelope, Jiang Lan received them all: "Thank you, dad."

Jiang Chunhe and Jiang Jingming couples also certainly gave red envelopes.

After handing out Jiang Lan’s, He Xiulan and Jiang Songwen also gave one to Wei Jin and Sang Yu.

Wei Jin was used to it, accepting them.

Sang Yu glanced at Jiang Jingming, who enjoyed the feeling of being relied upon very much.

He nodded towards Sang Yu, only then did Sang Yu accept it. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Thank you, Uncle, thank you, Aunt."

"Oh, you kid, no need for thanks."

After distributing the red envelopes, it was time for sleep: "Everyone go to sleep."

"Good night."

Back in the room, Jiang Jingming took out a big red envelope from the drawer.

"For me?" Sang Yu looked at the envelope.

Jiang Jingming: "Of course."

Sang Yu smiled: "I’m not a kid anymore, why give me a red envelope."

Jiang Jingming: "Who said only kids get red envelopes?"

Sang Yu paused, looking at Jiang Jingming’s eyes, smiling with delight: "Then I’ll accept it."

After receiving it, Sang Yu suddenly realized: "Wait, where did you get the money?"

His salary and passbook were in her hands, how did he have so much money for red envelopes?

"Did you hide private money?" Sang Yu hands on hips looked at Jiang Jingming.