"Su Mu, do you know how old my husband is this year?"
She didn't expect me to be so straightforward. I sat down beside her confidently and wasn't afraid to tell her a harsh reality. "My husband is old enough to be your uncle. We have three sons together, and they all live at school now.
Do you think you can handle being the stepmother of my three sons at just nineteen years old?
Aside from your lack of earning ability, there's no way you could last long as an Executive Secretary in my husband's company!"
Su Mu looked at me in disbelief, tears glistening in her eyes. "Sister, please help me! I really have no way out! My uncle treats me well, and I'm grateful! I just want to live a little more comfortably!"
Oh, so you want to live comfortably while making someone else's marriage uncomfortable!
I pinched Su Mu's chin to make her look me in the eye. "I'm soft-hearted, but that doesn't mean I'm weak!
Su Mu, if I were you, I would obediently leave and not disturb someone else's family!
I can give you a sum of money for assistance and arrange opportunities for work and study afterward!"
A hint of confusion appeared in Su Mu's clear eyes as she focused on me and said, "But my uncle can give me all that! He even said he would buy me gold bracelets and gold chains!"
After she spoke, there was a trace of determination in her naive gaze. I couldn't help but laugh. "What else did my husband say he would give you?"
She froze for a moment, retracting her smug demeanor. "He also said he would send me abroad for further studies! Sister, these are things you can't provide! My uncle treats me sincerely! I'm a girl who knows how to be grateful; I won't hold back what he wants to give me!"
At this point, I couldn't help but burst into laughter. My husband really was bold to bring someone like her home.
I waited for my husband at the door. When he came back with watermelon, I planned to have a serious talk with him about his plans for Su Mu's development.
He was willing to invest so much in training her—a girl from the mountains who hadn't even graduated from elementary school—to study abroad?
I want to see if he is a person or a ghost!
Two hours later, my husband returned carrying two three-pound watermelons.
Seeing me sulking at the door, he knew that I must have had an unpleasant encounter with Su Mu.
He wrapped his arms around mine and said sweetly, "Honey, let's go back and eat watermelon! I ran all over Hai City just to find this place that sells watermelons! Considering how hard I worked tonight, don’t give me that look!"
I couldn't help but smile at his careful teasing, but Su Mu's issue was a matter of principle. "Honey, you need to tell me how you plan to arrange things with Su Mu. Is she going to stay at our house permanently?"
My husband hadn’t anticipated such a strong reaction from me. He looked surprised as he held my hand, but I pulled away. "If you don't say anything, I'm not agreeing!"
He smiled apologetically and said, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you! Look, if I don’t explain things properly today, will you even let me through the front door?"
Blushing, I decided to stand my ground. "Come on, tell me! A little girl who isn’t even related to us staying here for a few days is one thing, but if she’s going to live here long-term, I absolutely won’t agree!"
My husband hugged me and laughed, "Honey, the watermelon is getting warm; let’s go inside and talk about it! I have other plans for Su Mu!"
"What other plans do you have? Studying abroad? Then you'll be away on business for years! You heartless person, are you really trying to drive me crazy?" I pretended to shed a few tears as people passed by our front door, watching us bicker.
At that moment, Su Mu opened the front door. "Uncle, you're back!" She saw my husband holding onto me and her expression darkened before her eyes reddened. "I'll take the watermelon home. You two have something to discuss; I won't interrupt!"
My husband paused for a moment, wanting to comfort Su Mu, but I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. "Honey, I want watermelon juice; you have to make it for me!"
Su Mu watched us flirt with each other, her face flushed as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.
I pushed my husband through the door, and as we passed by Su Mu, she shot a cold, indifferent glance at him.
Her eyes widened in surprise, as if she had gained a new understanding.
At ten o'clock that night, while I was taking a shower, Su Mu went to find my husband, and the two of them had a loud argument on our balcony.
When I came out of the bathroom, Su Mu was sitting at the door of the room, holding her head and crying, while my husband stood on the balcony, smoking continuously.
I later learned that Su Mu was asking my husband for money.
She didn't want to work or study abroad; she just wanted a lot of money.
I smiled coldly. Su Mu had youth on her side but was merely squandering her prime years.
While I was in the kitchen, taking a break from eating watermelon, Su Mu approached my husband again.
"Uncle, good uncle, Mu Mu just wants to give up and doesn't want to try anymore! Please help Mu Mu!" she said cautiously. My husband looked at her with a disappointed expression; if she were his daughter, he would have really lost his temper.
"Shut up! Do you think this is how you honor your deceased parents and family?"
With red eyes, Su Mu tearfully replied, "Uncle, as long as you love me, that's enough! Mu Mu just wants your love!"
My husband was so angry he almost hit her. "Mu Mu, if you give up like this, you'll end up useless!"
Su Mu couldn't help but laugh. "I already am useless! I just want Uncle's love!"
Saying this, Su Mu ran over and hugged my husband.
I heard some noise in the kitchen, and when I walked to the balcony, I saw Su Mu crying uncontrollably.
Without needing to ask my husband, I knew that Su Mu was still too young and must have had a falling out with him.
To my surprise, the next day, she sat in the passenger seat and went to work with my husband.
I calmly drove my G-Class and appeared downstairs at the office.
I overheard people in the company saying that my husband had brought a young lady to work.
It was truly unbelievable; this girl clearly didn't understand anything. The company required a monthly salary of ten thousand!
On her first day reporting for duty, she spilled coffee on Chairman Chen's pants!
My husband kept explaining that Su Mu didn’t mean it.
By noon, Su Mu went out to lunch with Chairman Chen.
When we returned home that evening, Su Mu said in front of me and my husband, "Uncle, Sister, I plan to move out! And I won’t be going to work anymore!"
My husband looked at her in disbelief and, holding back his anger, asked, "What are your plans after this?"
Su Mu smiled lightly and said nonchalantly, "Thank you for taking care of me these days; I'm not a child anymore!"
When Su Mu left, my husband and I went downstairs to see her off and found that Chairman Chen's driver had come to pick her up.
I gently touched my husband's chest and asked seriously, "Are you looking down on me?"
My husband frowned and held my hand, saying, "Don't talk nonsense. Su Mu is the child of a distant relative; both her parents have passed away, and I brought her home because I felt sorry for her!"
I responded with an "Oh," indicating that I understood this aspect of their relationship, but then asked, "What about Chairman Chen?"
My husband looked troubled and didn't dare to speak; Su Mu really had quite a bold personality.
A few months later, when our three sons returned from school, my husband was busy in the kitchen. I had bought a lot of clothes and snacks for the boys. On the way back, we passed by Belgian Square and saw Su Mu again.
She was squatting alone on the other side of the road, applying smoky eye makeup that seemed too mature for her age, as if she was waiting for a ride. As I drove slowly past, I noticed that the car she was waiting for arrived—it was a company van picking her up.
A few months later, I heard my husband mention that Su Mu had gone to America. My joking remark about my husband frequently traveling abroad had not come true.
He went to work on time every day and cooked for me and the boys.
But from that day on, there was no more news about Su Mu.
A man's lies are a woman's nature, but a woman's confidence is something she gives herself.
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