Chapter 15: Did You Catch Your Wife Killing Someone?

"You sneaky bastard, Zhang Xian!"

"You think I'm not good enough to show off, is that it!"

"You didn't even plan to announce that I'm your girlfriend!"

Before Zhang Xian could react, Chu Yourong grabbed his ear and put on a furious expression.

Six!

No wonder she's in the entertainment industry—her acting is truly flawless.

Zhang Xian was speechless.

Liu Dongxu was stunned, his jaw nearly dropping off.

Chu Yourong, the online goddess, was Zhang Xian's girlfriend!

He'd thought his "best buddy" was scraping by on scraps, but he never imagined the guy was feasting on a full Manchu-Han banquet!

Fuck, is there no justice left in this world?

Even Zhang Xian, who just lies around at home all day, managed to land a goddess like Chu Yourong as his girlfriend.

Look at Wang Jiajia beside him—suddenly she didn't seem so appealing anymore. He was a returnee with overseas education, yet he couldn't even match Zhang Xian.

"How could that be? I just haven't had the chance to introduce you yet!"

Zhang Xian went along with Chu Yourong's line: "This is Liu Dongxu, my childhood friend."

"This is his girlfriend… uh, what's your name again?"

"Wang Jiajia."

Seeing Zhang Xian pretend not to know her, Wang Jiajia had no choice but to introduce herself.

"Hello, please sit down. I didn't know what you like to eat, so I picked a random Japanese restaurant."

"I think this place is pretty tasty—try some later!"

Chu Yourong smiled warmly and gestured for them to sit, then handed the menu to both of them.

"Order whatever you want—I'm treating today."

"No no, how could a girl pay for this?"

Liu Dongxu waved his hands frantically: "I was the one who invited you, so I should be the one paying."

Clearly, Liu Dongxu wanted to impress Chu Yourong.

Even though this meal was expensive—far beyond his usual spending limit—he felt it was worth it because he was treating Chu Yourong.

It would leave a good impression; maybe she'd like his type.

After all, she'd gone for Zhang Xian, who does nothing but lie around all day—so wouldn't he, a returnee, have a chance too?

"Yourong, don't be polite with him—Dongxu is a top graduate who studied in the United States. A meal like this? It's nothing!"

They'd grown up together; Zhang Xian knew Liu Dongxu too well. The guy had stared at Chu Yourong with glazed eyes just now—he was definitely scheming to steal her away.

Since that was the case, Zhang Xian wouldn't hold back—you want to play the generous one? Fine, here's your chance.

"Xian Ge is right, Miss Chu, don't be shy!"

Liu Dongxu waved his hand grandly, putting on an air of having endless money.

With the words spoken, Chu Yourong said nothing further. She didn't know Liu Dongxu's actual situation and assumed he truly had no financial worries, so she ordered purely based on preference, ignoring price.

Wang Jiajia, who had seen countless men, also spotted Liu Dongxu's intentions. Fuming inside, she deliberately ordered the most expensive dishes.

When the bill came, Liu Dongxu's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.

This meal for four people cost 10,862 yuan!

Spending over ten thousand yuan on one meal—Liu Dongxu had never been this extravagant in his life. But he'd already boasted, so he couldn't back down now.

Liu Dongxu silently checked his WeChat balance: still over six thousand yuan—nowhere near enough to cover tonight's bill.

During his studies in the United States, his main income was still his parents' allowance. Though he'd worked part-time, the money barely covered daily expenses—he had no savings.

These past two days, because he was dating Wang Jiajia, Liu Fusheng had specifically transferred him ten thousand yuan. Combined with his remaining balance, Liu Dongxu had over ten thousand yuan in WeChat. But he'd spent several thousand on clothes and makeup for Wang Jiajia during shopping trips, and now facing a five-digit bill, he felt utterly powerless.

But he'd already made big promises—he had to fake it till he made it tonight!

Swipe the credit card first, pay it off slowly later.

He'd soon land a job paying four to five hundred thousand yuan a year anyway.

Besides, if he impressed her tonight and won Chu Yourong over, the return wouldn't just be tens of thousands—it'd be astronomical!

She was a top celebrity; even conservatively, her assets must be in the hundreds of millions!

Hmm—no sacrifice, no gain. No wife, no catch the rogue!

Liu Dongxu silently comforted himself, adjusted his demeanor, and began actively starting conversations with Chu Yourong.

"Miss Chu, when did you and Xian Ge get together?"

"I never heard Xian Ge mention you—even two days ago he was on a blind date!"

Liu Dongxu casually revealed Zhang Xian's blind date, watching for Chu Yourong's reaction.

"We've been together for a while, but as you know, my situation makes it inconvenient to go public."

"As for his blind date—I knew about it. Zhang Xian's family didn't know I existed, so it was natural for them to worry about his marriage. I understand. That's precisely why I decided to publicly announce our relationship."

Chu Yourong, no wonder she was in the entertainment industry—she could lie with perfect ease.

"Yourong, do you know Zhang Xian's ideal wife requirements?"

Wang Jiajia seized the chance to ask.

"What kind of requirements?"

"Am I not good enough?"

Chu Yourong smiled and shrugged.

"From what I know, Zhang Xian's wife must hand over her salary card after marriage and receive pocket money from him every month."

"Can you accept this?"

Chu Yourong blinked slightly, stole a glance at Zhang Xian from the corner of her eye, then burst into a radiant smile: "What's there not to accept? After marriage, we're one family. Who manages the money really matters? Besides, I think managing money is tiring and mentally draining—this task naturally belongs to Brother Xian; he's helping me shoulder the burden!"

"Huh?"

"You really see it that way?"

Wang Jiajia and Liu Dongxu instinctively exchanged a glance, both stunned.

"Since we're married, what's mine is Brother Xian's—there's no need to draw such clear lines."

Chu Yourong added with a sweet smile.

"Brother Xian says marrying a wife is for her to support him, so he won't work after marriage—do you agree?"

Liu Dongxu asked.

"What's the problem? I earn enough for both of us. If he wants to work, he works; if he doesn't, he rests at home."

"Besides, I can easily afford it!"

Chu Yourong shrugged lightly, embodying sheer tolerance.

"He also says he can't cook, can't do housework, and has a bad temper—can you tolerate all that?"

Wang Jiajia spoke again.

"Hah..."

"Minor things! All minor things!"

When speechless, people can't help but laugh involuntarily—Chu Yourong let out two dry chuckles, then waved her hand grandly.

Then, with smiling eyes, she glanced at Zhang Xian beside her, while internally raging: No job, no housework, supported by his wife, and he wants her to hand over her salary card!

Did you catch your wife murdering someone?!