Ge Jiayi stood at the door, the plastic bag in her hand still dripping.
She had just waited for half an hour at the vegetable market, just for the stall owner to sell her those rotten tomatoes at a cheap price.
This is the first time in five years that I buy discounted food. Why?
For Qi Peng's company.
His company's capital chain broke last month, and she took out all her dowry.
Half a million.
That was the last thing her mother left for her.
Now she understands.
The five hundred thousand was the cuckold she bought for herself.
