Reborn in the 1980s: I became a stepmother in the 1980s

Part 119 Big hands held her waist

She came before to help Liu Auntie deliver meals. But now that Auntie Liu is behind bars, she still comes over, clearly dressed up, and her intentions are obvious to everyone, just like Sima Zhao's heart. Doesn't she know that their boss is about to get married? Zhou Yueshen was very annoyed to be interrupted while working, and now he looked even colder, with no warmth in his eyes. His side profile was stern, his muscular arms exposed, emitting a strong masculine aura. Yet at this moment, his voice was low and cold: "What is it?" Liu Guifang inexplicably blushed and felt her heart racing. Her mother was right; she was indeed foolish. She hadn't seen Zhou Yueshen's good side before. "Zhou ge, I heard you gave Si Nian over eight thousand in betrothal gifts and half a pig?" Zhou Yueshen didn't say anything. It seemed like he had no intention of responding to her question, nor was there any need to. He looked indifferent. Liu Guifang bit her lip, feeling very aggrieved. He wasn't like this before. Before Si Nian came along, he was cold, but not like this.

Despite her inner discomfort, she suppressed it and approached Zhou Yueshen with a tone that suggested she was doing him a big favor: "Zhou ge, don't marry her, marry me instead. I only ask for five thousand. I know you just want to find a stepmother to take care of Little Lao Da and Little Lao Er. Don't worry, as long as you marry me, I will take care of them with all my heart and soul." She thought, Si Nian hasn't been here long, so they must not have much affection for each other. That woman before, she had been with Zhou Yueshen for a year, but when she laid a hand on the children, Zhou Yueshen didn't say a word and sent her straight to jail. Not to mention Si Nian, who's only been here for a few months. The man next to her, who was about to leave, almost stumbled over the threshold. He turned around dumbfounded, looking at Liu Guifang. His astonishment wasn't that Liu Guifang wanted to marry the boss, but that she could say something so shameless. Asking for five thousand? That educated girl, Lin Sisi, who went to high school, only got three thousand. She's a widow, been married once, not that good-looking, and has a bad reputation as an old woman, yet she dares to ask for five thousand! She's really asking for a lot! The man's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He had planned to stick around and watch the show, but when the boss gave him a fleeting glance, he immediately shuddered and hurried away. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The boss remained calm in the face of such an oddball. Zhou Yueshen stared coldly at Liu Guifang, who was lost in her own delusions. His voice was as cold as ice, "What are you? Do you even deserve to compare yourself to her?"

Liu Guifang's face paled. She knew she wasn't as pretty as Si Nian, but she was capable of working hard. She could cook, she could do everything. Why couldn't she compare herself to Si Nian, who only relied on her looks? She had heard that Si Nian was used to living a lavish lifestyle and had spent a lot of money since arriving just a few months ago. She was frugal, industrious, good at cooking and working. In the countryside, marriage was for living a life together. What's the use of marrying a vase like Si Nian? Liu Guifang said with a hint of grievance, "Zhou ge, I don't want to ruin your relationship with her. I just feel that Si Nian is used to city life, she won't be able to endure the hardships of rural life. Maybe she'll just take the money and run away. But I'm different. If I marry you, I'll serve you for the rest of my life! If you think the bride price is too much, I can reduce it further." Zhou Yueshen was so wealthy, she didn't even want five thousand, two or three thousand would suffice. Smart people knew which was more cost-effective. Although it meant less money, once she married Zhou Yueshen, she would be the mistress of the farm. What more could she ask for? Did this bit of money really matter? Liu Guifang thought she had a good idea, but Zhou Yueshen remained unmoved, his gaze even colder than before. "That's my business. Even without her, I wouldn't look at you." Liu Guifang was stunned, her face pale as she looked at Zhou Yueshen. "Zhou ge, how could you say that? I don't mind your three children, how could you—" "I may have three children, but that doesn't mean I'll accept just anyone," Zhou Yueshen interrupted. Liu Guifang was devastated by his words. Apart from being a widow, she thought she was pretty decent in other aspects. She hadn't expected Zhou Yueshen, a man of his age with three children, to devalue her so ruthlessly. She almost fainted from the blow.

"Then, then how much would make you consider me? You're not so foolish as to rather spend so much money on that Si Nian than marry me cheaply, right?" Zhou Yueshen lit a cigarette, biting it between his lips. The smoke softened the coldness in his eyes. "Do I look like someone who collects second-hand junk?" With that, he capped his pen and walked out, ignoring the staggering Liu Guifang. Back at home, it was lively. Smoke billowed from the kitchen window, and the thick smell of cooking softened the man's stern brows and eyes. He entered the house, where many village women were helping to decorate the living room. Festive stickers adorned the windows and doors. The whole house was filled with laughter and joy. The last wedding wasn't this lively. Zhou Yueshen walked in, greeted by smiles and hellos from the villagers. "Big Brother Zhou is back!" "Did Little Zhou come back early today?" "Congratulations, Little Zhou! Your wedding is coming up. It must last forever." "Thank you," he replied in a low voice, nodding slightly, not saying much. His gaze swept around, not finding the figure he wanted to see. Immediately, someone spoke up, "Nian Nian just accidentally dirtied her clothes and is changing upstairs."

"Alright, everyone, have fun," Zhou Yueshen nodded before purposefully heading upstairs. The bedroom door was ajar, and Si Nian had already changed into her clothes, sitting in front of the mirror with her back to him, braiding her hair. The evening sun cast its glow upon her through the window, enveloping her in a soft halo of light. Her slender hands were gathering her hair, her waistline taut, her profile elegant and gentle as she looked up. Her neck was long and slender. Zhou Yueshen watched her quietly for a few seconds, his hand resting on the door. Si Nian finished braiding her hair, and as the room grew warmer with more people, she was covered in a thin layer of sweat. She raised her hand to pull out some stray hairpins from the box, but Zhou Yueshen walked over and casually opened the nearby jewelry box. The dim sunlight illuminated his veins and tense muscles as he reached inside. His wristwatch looked very nice. Si Nian hesitated for a moment. The next second, a large hand gripped her waist. It was hot and firm. Si Nian's heart skipped a beat as she looked up to meet the dark eyes of the man in the mirror. She watched as the hand pushed the box towards her, opened it, and picked out her favorite pearl hairpin, pinching it between his fingers. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then, Zhou Yueshen lowered his gaze to her delicate neck and spoke in a low voice, "Turn around."