When She Stops Being Dramatic

Chapter 304: Chapter 116: The Green Tea Female Supporting Character in the Period Novel (3)

Jiang Zishi’s head spun, his eyes red with agitation. He confirmed, word by word,

”Chi Yun’er, are you saying that since arriving here, you’ve reported every cent and every ration ticket you’ve spent to your parents, without missing a thing?”

Chi Yun’er nodded obediently, fidgeting with her index fingers in a helpless and bashful manner. ”I have to report not only my reasons for spending the money and ration tickets, but also the things they mail back to me.”

”If I don’t write to them, they’ll assume I still have money and ration tickets, so their monthly package won’t be on time. They’ll also send less money and fewer tickets and things.”

She then added with a look of feigned cleverness,

”But I’m pretty smart, you know. I spend every last bit of the money and ration tickets my parents mail me each month!”

Jiang Zishi continued to ask through gritted teeth, ”So, in the letters you wrote, did you mention my name?”

”Every single month?”

Chi Yun’er’s eyes darted left and right as she nodded guiltily. ”Brother Zishu, you know me. I’ve never been able to lie.”

”I told my parents that it was a loan from you. Isn’t that what you said before?”

”Of course,” she immediately added, ”we’re so close. Brother Zishu, you’ve helped me so much that we’ve long been even. It’s just...”

”It’s just that if I take out all my money this time, my parents are bound to ask questions,” she said softly, pursing her lips. ”After all, I told them I was using it to prepare my dowry.”

Jiang Zishi was at a loss for words.

’So the Chi Family couple has been watching my every move, seeing how I’ve been slowly eating away at their daughter’s living expenses?’

As thick-skinned as he was, even he found this a little hard to stomach.

”You... How could you be so painfully honest?” Jiang Zishi’s face was absolutely livid. ”Couldn’t you have asked me before writing that stuff? What are your parents going to think of me? That I’m some live-in son-in-law?”

He practically snarled the last few words.

Chi Yun’er was so frightened she started to hiccup uncontrollably. Her hand clutching the handkerchief tightened, and a sharp, stinging pain reminded her that she had been reborn. She was no longer the pitiful wretch who had been beaten and kicked by that scoundrel and his family.

But the memories of over twenty years of abuse were carved too deep. Their bullying had worn away all her sharp edges, leaving cowardice and timidity to dominate her personality. She had long forgotten how carefree, bold, and confident she once was.

Her body trembled slightly, and though her lowered eyes held a monstrous hatred, she was also enjoying the process of tearing away his facade piece by piece and forcing his true colors to show.

She and Jiang Zishi were practically childhood sweethearts, as familiar with each other as family. He knew full well that she had been doted on by her family since childhood, that she was naive yet steadfast, that she placed immense value on love, and that she desperately wanted to save her first time for her lawful husband.

Yet he had arranged for a man to destroy her innocence—a vile, filthy scumbag at that.

Chi Yun’er felt as if she had crawled out of a cesspool. Even after washing away the filth, the stench that had seeped into her very skin still clung to her like a shadow. She feared it would be a long, long time before she could truly move past it.

Seeing the woman acting like a frightened little animal, Jiang Zishi grew even more irritated. Still, he had to suppress his impatience. He wearily wiped his face. ”Yun’er, I’m sorry. I lost my composure. I just don’t want your uncle and aunt to think I’m incapable of making you happy.”

”But none of that matters now. Just give me the money, and I’ll take care of this for you. After this, we won’t owe each other anything. You’re on your own.”

Chi Yun’er bit her lip, turned, and pulled a thick wad of cash wrapped in a handkerchief from her trunk. Before she could even open it to count, Jiang Zishi snatched it from her.

Feeling its substantial thickness, a tremor went through Jiang Zishi.

”Chi Yun’er, I’m doing you a favor here. If you hadn’t gotten into a conflict with Bian Yumin and caused her to fall into the water, you wouldn’t have to be out so much money and so many ration tickets.”

”So for this matter, just make up some excuse to tell your parents. Don’t mention me. And,” his voice paused, a hint of coldness creeping in, ”casually mention that I’ve already paid back all the things and money I owed you. Don’t say how.”

”After all, I’ve helped you with plenty of things over the past year. All that labor should be enough to cancel out the debt, right?”

With that, he turned and left, unwilling to stay a moment longer.

The moment he was gone, Chi Yun’er lifted her head, a cold smirk playing on her lips. She took a notebook from her trunk. Inside, she had meticulously recorded every single transaction—all her income and expenses—from the day she left the Capital City to the present.

It clearly listed the total sum of everything Jiang Zishi had taken from her, as well as the exact amount of money and ration tickets she had left.