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The errand boy carried the things in the rain and soon disappeared in front of Yan Yun. She just felt that it was expensive. It cost a lot to run errands.

After marriage, life became more and more frugal. There was no way. The son had just started kindergarten and the family relied on Ji Yang to make money.

Before she could sigh, the bus had arrived.

She hurried to the bus stop. The big raindrops hit her, making her speed up.

After finally squeezing on the bus, she breathed a sigh of relief. She took out a dollar from her bag and put it in. She moved the gas aside. The car braked suddenly. She instinctively leaned forward and hit the person in front of her. She apologized hurriedly, "Sorry, sorry, sorry..."

The woman glanced at her sideways, her expression extremely dissatisfied.

Yan Yun was embarrassed, but she had no choice but to continue to endure the noisy and crowded bus and the noisy environment, and drove slowly forward.

It was a bit congested due to the rain.

It was already six o'clock when she got home.

She hurriedly opened the door and walked in. Her clothes were already a little wet. Her son sat on the sofa and said in a childish voice, "Mom, where have you been?"

"I'm hungry."

"Mom went to the supermarket." Yan Yun walked to the kitchen and took out the vegetables skillfully. "Where's Dad?"

"Dad is in the bedroom." He walked over and looked at the yogurt in the shopping bag, with a smile in his eyes. "Doudou wants to drink this."

"But we have to eat." Yan Yun was too busy to look back at him.

"If you want to drink it, Doudou will eat two bowls of rice in a while." He stretched out two fingers and held the yogurt in his arms.

"Okay then."

"Thank you, Mom." He ran out with a smile while holding the yogurt.

Yan Yun smiled and looked at him. She felt quite satisfied in her heart. It took some time to take the bus, and the money saved could buy him many bottles of yogurt.

She accelerated her movements.

Every moment, Ji Yang also came out, looked into the kitchen, and then walked back. He didn't urge her and didn't want to help.

Seeing a few wiped paper towels on the table, he pursed his lips and didn't want to throw them into the trash can.

"Dad, look!" The little boy took out a toy and drank yogurt with the other one. "This is Shanshan's for Doudou. Doudou wants a new one too."

"Ask mom to buy it." He blurted out.

"Didn't I buy you a new one last week?" Yan Yun's voice came from the kitchen, "You can't buy it again."

"But other kids have one, and Doudou wants one too." The little boy pouted, looking unhappy, biting the straw of the yogurt.

"Just buy one." Ji Yang stood up and said casually.

"Buy this and that." Yan Yun lowered her voice and said helplessly, "We don't have that much money. Don't we still have a mortgage? We really have to save some money and don't spoil him so much."

"It doesn't matter, right? Buy him one to save him from making trouble." Ji Yang said and walked towards the bedroom.

Yan Yun looked at his back and sighed in her heart.

Their family is a typical one where the man is the breadwinner and the woman is the homemaker. He only makes money and gives her money, and then he doesn't care about anything at home. She doesn't have a job, so she only cares about these trivial matters.

Fortunately, Ji Yang is honest and simple, has no bad habits, and is honest and dutiful. Although they don't earn much, the two of them live a plain life.

Isn't life like this?

She came to her son, squatted down and held his hand, "Dou Dou, didn't you just tell mom last time that you won't buy new toys this month after buying that toy?"

"We made a promise, and we must keep our word."

The little boy pouted, "Dad said he could buy it, but mom doesn't like Dou Dou, so I won't buy it for Dou Dou."

"Dou Dou." Yan Yun's expression was serious, "Mom loves Dou Dou very much, Dad doesn't know our agreement, right?"

He lowered his head and pinched his little fingers.

"We can buy it next month, and then Dou Dou can choose the toy he likes the most, okay?"

"We are little boys, we must keep our word, right?"

...

The woman's gentle and patient voice kept coming in, and Ji Yang lay on the bed, looking at the chat page on his phone.

It's interesting.

Long paragraphs of flirting, teasing, hinting, and even some indescribable and overstepping topics.

Who would have thought that an honest man, who even looks a bit honest, is actually more dirty and vulgar than anyone else.

The "original owner" had a crush on a female classmate during school days, and he could never forget her. He just learned that she was divorced, and he was caring about her from time to time. Some time ago, he went to her city on the pretext of a business trip to offer his shoulder for comfort.

Physical infidelity is unlikely. After all, he is not capable enough and has nothing. He can only be a dog to lick the Internet to satisfy his restless heart.

Yan Yun fell in love with him because she saw that he could make a living and was honest and dutiful. Little did she know that this honest heart was actually very hypocritical. He had to pretend to be honest because he was weak and incompetent.

Chapter 429 The Honest Man with a Double Face (2)

"Your salary for this month has arrived. It seems that there is 500 yuan less?" Yan Yun sat on the bed and asked him.

"It's less, it's deducted for being late." Ji Yang leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes fell on his mobile phone, playing games.

He knew better than anyone where the money went.

He had given Yan Yun his salary card in the hope that she would be thrifty and use the 5,000 yuan to live a good life.

He got married, had children, and continued the family line. He also had a family like a normal person.

In fact, the other party did well. They had been married for only four years, and this year they bought a house in the suburbs.

It was a one-bedroom apartment, not big, so the whole family could squeeze in. At least they had their own house, but it would be delivered next year.

In the past few years, his salary increased by several hundred yuan, but he didn't let Yan Yun know. Instead, he secretly changed his card and transferred the money to the original card every time he received his salary.