The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

An Dongyang had been with his fair share of women, so he knew exactly what was on Xu Wenwan’s mind. Sweet-talking a woman was second nature to him. ”Everything I do is for you.”

”I nearly had a falling out with my mother just to marry you, and she’s still upset with me.”

”If you do some chores, it helps put her mind at ease. If you don’t do any work, she’ll definitely be more upset. And if I get involved in the conflict between you two, she’ll get even angrier. She’ll think I’ve forgotten my own mother now that I have a wife, and she’ll only start targeting you more.”

”Tell me yourself, isn’t that how it is?”

Xu Wenwan mulled it over and realized he was right.

Before she transmigrated into this book, she had seen plenty of videos where mothers-in-law got even angrier with their daughters-in-law precisely because the husband intervened in their arguments.

’But does that mean I just have to take the abuse?’

Seeing that Xu Wenwan seemed to be swayed, An Dongyang quickly pressed his advantage.

”If my mother gets furious, she might kick us out of the An Family home. My teacher’s salary is only a little over ten yuan a month. How could we possibly live like we do now?”

”We’d have to move out and rent a house, which would cost five yuan right there. After daily expenses, we’d only have ten yuan left. We’d be eating nothing but salted vegetables and cornbread buns. If you’re willing to live that kind of life, I’ll go talk to Mother right now.”

An Dongyang looked completely serious.

Xu Wenwan immediately panicked and grabbed An Dongyang’s arm.

”Don’t go.”

’Didn’t I go to all this trouble to marry An Dongyang for the sole purpose of living a good life?’

An Dongyang only earned a little over ten yuan a month, but Mrs. An and Mr. An’s salaries were substantial. Mr. An made forty yuan and Mrs. An made thirty—a combined seventy yuan a month, not to mention other income.

While she couldn’t say she ate meat every single day, she did have it every few days, with chicken on occasion and meals made with white flour every other day.

Compared to her life back at the Qingshan Team, this was the difference between heaven and earth.

’There was no way she would give up this lifestyle to go back to gnawing on cornbread buns.’

Xu Wenwan held onto An Dongyang and said gently, ”Dongyang, I think you’re right. Mother was already very unhappy about our marriage, so it’s no big deal for her to ask me to do some chores. I’ll take this bracelet off and put it away right now.”

Xu Wenwan didn’t overthink it. She assumed An Dongyang was just kindly reminding her because the bracelet was valuable and he was afraid she might break it while doing chores.

The room wasn’t very large. Xu Wenwan took the bracelet right off, placed it in its box, and put the box in a drawer.

An Dongyang’s eyes watched her intently. The moment Xu Wenwan put it away and turned around, he quickly feigned a nonchalant expression.

He even smiled at Xu Wenwan, his voice growing even gentler. ”It’s about time for lunch. Why don’t you go see if Mother needs any help?”

Xu Wenwan was reluctant to go.

She was usually the one to do all these chores, but with An Dongyang injured, she had the perfect excuse to get out of it.

An Dongyang squeezed her hand, his face a mask of emotion. ”You’ve worked so hard recently. When I was sick last time, you took care of me day and night, and you’re doing it again. It’s just that Mother has also been worn down by all this. I can only ask you, Wanwan, to please be a little more considerate of her. Give it time, and she’ll definitely grow to like you.”

Xu Wenwan paused for a moment before standing up. ”All right. I’ll go make lunch.”

As soon as Xu Wenwan went downstairs, An Dongyang gritted his teeth against the intense pain and forced himself out of bed. He then went into An Mingjiang’s study and made a call to Old Nine.

After they arranged a time to meet, he hurried back to his room.

This time, the one thousand yuan was as good as his.