Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household-Chapter 878

Liu Haozhe was not angry, but smiled lightly, “It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t like me now. After all, status and identity are not equal. One day, he will look at me very seriously.”

Han Jinyu curled her lips, “Don’t think about it. My Third Brother doesn’t like anyone except that shrew.”

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“That’s easier. If Lin Lan likes me, your Third Brother will look at me more carefully.”

“Liu Haozhe!” Han Jinyu stopped the bicycle at once, but her skills were not up to standard and she almost fell down. Instead, Liu Haozhe supported the ground and straightened the bicycle so that she wouldn’t fall to the ground.

“What do you mean?” Han Jinyu glared at him, “You just got married and you are thinking about other women?”

Liu Haozhe smiled, “Look at how selfish you are, I am thinking about your Third Sister-in-law whereas you don’t think about your siblings and only about yourself. This is why your Third Brother doesn’t care about you and you had it coming.”

Han Jinyu was so angry that her nose was practically crooked. At this point, she just wanted to throw the bicycle away and ignore him.

Liu Haozhe patted her back, “Let’s go, don’t worry, I have many women in mind, but you’re not one of them.”

Han Jinyu originally wanted to endure it, but now she was so angry that she threw the bike away and left.

Liu Haozhe rode on, “You don’t want to follow me? It’s not too late to go back to your mother’s house and confess to your Third Brother. You should have him investigate and see if I am a gangster or a bad influence.”

Han Jinyu took two steps forward and was so angry that she picked up stones and threw them at him.

Liu Haozhe pedalled with one foot and tilted his head to look at her, “You see, with how bad I am, why are you still following me? It would be better if you turned back. If you tell Han Qingsong, I will be finished and you can vent your anger.”

“You bastard, you bastard!” Han Jinyu rushed over and beat him.

Liu Haozhe didn’t fight back and let her hit him before he hugged her in his arms, “Look at you, you’re so useless. I’m thinking about many women, but in the end, I married you.”

Han Jinyu was so angry that she said something without thinking, “What do you mean you married me? We haven’t even slept together.”

Liu Haozhe smiled, “Oh, so you’re thinking about this, okay,” He got down the bike with his cotton coat, parked it and dragged Han Jinyu to the woods on the southern side of the road.

Han Jinyu screamed in fear, but it was a pity that during this winter night, there was no one here since it was far from the village.

Liu Haozhe pushed her against a big poplar tree, unbuttoned his coat and started to tear her clothes.

“Y-you bastard, it’s cold! I’m freezing to death,” She struggled.

“Say, you keep saying I don’t want you and you’re salty about me not sharing a night with you. Now, I want to leave you with some deep memories, but here you are calling me a bastard. It seems that you just love bastards,” Liu Haozhe told dirty jokes, but there was not a trace of joy in his eyes, just like the cold wind in December.

Although Han Jinyu cried and cursed when Liu Haozhe entered her, she shivered all over as if she had been electrocuted. It was like the tremors came from the depths of her soul.

“It’s too cold, let’s go home,” She cried and her tears were about to freeze into ice.