Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space
Chapter 140 Reasons Still Chaotic

Chapter 140: 140 Reasons Still Chaotic

"Mengjie, don’t despise me. I may be older, but I’ll spoil you in the future. I’ll listen to you in everything."

"My family won’t agree." Kong Mengjie was conflicted now. If she married Huang Hongwei, she wouldn’t have to worry about being found out by her husband later. But the factory already knew he had someone outside. If he divorced and she married him, it would confirm this matter. She would be looked down upon by others in the future.

"This is our last private meeting, if you love me, just let me go." Kong Mengjie cried, not knowing why she was crying.

Huang Hongwei’s eyes were also red. If he really divorced and married Kong Mengjie, his future would be over.

But giving up the woman in his arms felt like digging out his heart.

"I disagree. I won’t let go."

"What more do you want? You’ve forced me, I’ve been with you several times, I haven’t made things hard for you, what more do you want? Why are you treating me like this?"

Huang Hongwei felt upset with her crying, "Mengjie, give me five years, not just three. I can definitely progress further. I’ll divorce soon and once I succeed, we’ll marry and nobody will say anything.

Mengjie, you are already mine. Even if you get married later, you’ll be despised. Only I won’t despise you. I love you. Mengjie, think it over carefully."

"Okay, I’ll give you three years. Whether you divorce now is none of my concern, but afterward, we can’t have any more relations."

"Mengjie, what am I supposed to do in the future?"

"I’m a healthy woman, what if I get pregnant? Is this how you love me?" Kong Mengjie cried again.

"If you work hard enough, the time we’ll be apart will be short. But I’ll only give you three years, only three."

Huang Hongwei held Kong Mengjie tightly, burying his head in her chest.

"Fine, I’ll prove my love for you. Wait for me. I’m taking a leave the day after tomorrow to go back and get divorced. As long as I support them, Wenhua won’t cause trouble."

"Huang Hongwei, I’m formally telling you, in these three years, there will be significant changes. If I fall in love with someone else, you shouldn’t blame me."

"Then marry me now."

Kong Mengjie didn’t speak, just let herself be hugged by him, without giving any sign of agreement.

The two of them were in a deadlock like this until in the end, Huang Hongwei backed down.

"Fine, but you must wait for me in these three years."

Kong Mengjie didn’t answer; who could predict the future?

Jiang Xinyu had no idea about their conversation. Had she known, she would have praised the heroine’s emotional intelligence but definitely wouldn’t agree with her actions.

At five o’clock, Kong Mengjie left Huang Hongwei’s house, walked on the street, looked at the newly risen sun, and shielded her eyes with her hand. Where should she go from here? Confusion!

Jiang Xinyu made noodles in the morning and walked to work after eating her fill.

She met Kong Mengjie at the gate. "Xinyu, why did you walk here?"

"Wang Ailing took my bicycle, I’m going to Russia tomorrow."

Kong Mengjie understood. If only she had this opportunity too.

The two entered the factory gate, remaining silent on the way in.

Today, people from the union came to discuss with Jiang Xinyu about reopening the club.

"Director Lu, I agree. We really should pay attention to the entertainment of employees during their leisure time.

I’ll support your proposal at the meeting."

Qian Jun also wanted to be in charge, isn’t someone stepping up?

"Alright, I’ll go back and write the application."

"Director Lu, I’ll be on a business trip with Mr. Qian for a while."

"I know, I’m not in a rush for this, we’ll take it slow."

Jiang Xinyu also went to the third workshop to check on the injured female worker. She comforted her and criticized the person in charge of mechanical repairs. Anyway, she wasn’t idle for a moment all morning.

It was only at lunchtime that she had the chance to sit. "Director Jiang, bring back a few nice outfits when you go to Russia?" Song Qingqing asked with a flattering smile.

"Sure, if I have time, I’ll check them out. I know they have windbreakers over there, they should be quite nice, but I think if you want them, it would cost three months’ salary."

"Director Jiang, as long as they look good, I’ll want one."

"Okay, I’ll keep an eye out. Anything else you need?"

Both shook their heads; they didn’t even know what they wanted?

Jiang Xinyu thought she should look for the lady from last time, the one who sold her the dress, she wouldn’t go wrong with her.

She napped for a while at noon; surprisingly, no one disturbed her today.

In the afternoon, the security department came to discuss the results of the investigation on the anonymous letter from last time.

"It was just a personal grudge?"

"Yes, jealousy of the other being the team leader, wanting them to be removed."

"Alright, I understand, but this matter cannot be condoned. Give a private warning, with a ten yuan fine. Go write the disciplinary slip, I’ll sign it today, I’m not coming tomorrow."

"Yes." The security chief left. Jiang Xinyu always felt there was something fishy about the matter.

After work, she packed up her things, locked the drawer, then left work.

Seeing many people on the street carrying cabbages, she thought she should also buy cabbage in preparation.

Back home, she took out Wei Kaiyun’s bicycle, tied a basket on the back, and went to the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Comrade, I’d like to buy cabbage."

"Director Jiang, no ticket needed today. How much do you want? Not much left, you can buy more."

"Can I fill my basket?"

"I can find you a snake bag." The salesperson said playfully.

"Thank you."

Jiang Xinyu happily carried the basket in. With the help of three female comrades, she weighed out altogether one hundred and fifty pounds.

"Xinyu?"

"Sister She, I came to buy cabbage."

"Aren’t you going on a business trip?"

"Leaving tomorrow afternoon, but I still need to prepare vegetables. Our sisters are considerate, directly selling me so much."

"Haha, you are quite popular."

"Sister She, prepare some money, the Russian windbreakers are particularly beautiful."

Jiang Xinyu’s words drew the attention of all the female comrades.

"They must be especially expensive, right?"

"I estimate they’re over a hundred each, but I’ll definitely wear one back."

"I want one too."

"Director Jiang, I want one too."

Ten saleswomen each wanted one.

"Wait for my good news then. Alright, I’m heading home."

"Xinyu, do you want radishes too?"

"Yes, save me a hundred pounds, I want to pickle them."

"I can give you pickles directly."

"It’s not the same, homemade pickles taste better."

"Alright, if there are radishes and mustard, I’ll give you a hundred pounds each."

"Great."

Jiang Xinyu rode the bicycle, wobbling back home. Thinking tomorrow she’ll pickle a jar, fearing the pickles might spoil.

She was someone who did things right away, quickly took out the medium-sized jar and cleaned it. It had to be aired out. Then she sat down to wash the cabbage.

After all the preparations, she finally cooked for herself.