Chapter 1635

"You say it lightly, but where is the money? It will definitely take a lot of startup capital. Besides, you have to consider what kind of business to go into!" Zhao Da still raised his own doubts.

"You don't need to worry about that; I'll provide the money! As for what kind of business, it will naturally be in construction materials. After all, I am now the Deputy Division Chief of the Planning Division; I should have at least a little influence when it comes to making business contacts, right?" Zhao Desan said with full confidence.

"Hehe, that is indeed a good job. However, Comrade Xiao Zhao, I want to remind you that if you aren't sure about something, it's better to wait and see. If it really doesn't work out, wait until your sister-in-law comes back, discuss it with her, and then decide. How about that?" Zhao Da still trusted his wife.

Hearing Zhao Da's words, Zhao Desan nodded and said: "I originally came to discuss it with her, but she isn't home. My time is also very tight; there are really too many things at work lately. Furthermore, business opportunities don't wait for anyone. Let's not delay any longer. I've already contacted the Administration for Industry and Commerce, and they are still waiting there!"

Zhao Da blinked his eyes, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you say this—won't there be any risks?"

"What risks could there be? Isn't it just getting a business license? For you, it's a matter of only profit and no loss," Zhao Desan said dismissively.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Da asked, as if seeking a definitive answer.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have come home to find you," Zhao Desan replied.

"That's good, then we'll give your sister-in-law a surprise," Zhao Da said, becoming somewhat excited.

Following this, Zhao Da began rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for his disability certificate. However, after searching almost every place in the room where things could be stored, he still couldn't find it. Zhao Da said dejectedly: "Damn it, it used to be in the drawer of the cabinet, how could it be missing?"

Just as the two of them were rummaging through boxes and cabinets, searching for the disability certificate in a frenzy, the door was opened, and Zheng Jie stood at the entrance with a serious expression...

Zheng Jie's cold face made Zhao Da, who was leaning over and digging under the bed frame to look for the certificate, feel embarrassed. He gave a silly 'hehe' laugh and said: "You... you're back, I... I..." Not knowing what to say, he pointed his finger at Zhao Desan, who was standing to the side, and said: "He... he asked me to find the disability certificate."

Zhao Desan didn't know if it was because Zheng Jie's cold face made him feel guilty, or if he felt ashamed because he owed her, but in any case, he appeared even more unnatural than Zhao Da. His hands gestured wildly, but he couldn't say a single word.

Zheng Jie glanced at Zhao Desan, then walked quickly to the round table placed by the bed, took the disability certificate out of her pocket, threw it onto the table, and said: "It's here with me!"

Zhao Desan and Zhao Da, the two men, looked at each other, neither of them speaking. At this moment, they heard Zheng Jie say in a low voice: "What are you still here for?"

Zhao Desan knew that Zheng Jie's misunderstanding of him had not yet been resolved, so he said with a playful smile: "Why? Can't I come to see my brother Zhao if there's nothing wrong?"

"A cat crying over a dead mouse—fake compassion!" Zheng Jie dropped this line and turned to walk into the kitchen.

Zhao Desan's face suddenly felt hot. He really wanted to shout at Zheng Jie, 'You are just like Lu Dongbin being bitten by a dog—you don't recognize a good heart!' But he held back. After all, the stubbornness Zheng Jie had shown over the past two days, which was different from ordinary women, made him feel a chill. The fact that she hadn't kicked him out of the house was already an act of mercy.

Looking at Zhao Da, who was sitting in his wheelchair to the side with a dumbfounded look, Zhao Desan let out a 'pfft' of laughter. He pointed a finger at Zhao Da and said in a low voice: "Look at that pathetic look on your face!"

Only after being told this by Zhao Desan did Zhao Da seem to come back to his senses. He retorted, unwilling to be outdone: "You think you're any better?"

Zhao Desan was truly a bit frustrated. He poked his head out to look at the back of Zheng Jie, who was still busy in the kitchen. Seeing that she had no intention of coming out, he turned back and said to Zhao Da with a wicked smile: "How did we two grown men get ourselves into such a state by a little woman? Listen to me, let's give her a taste of her own medicine, what do you say?"

"Spare me that. Give my wife a taste of her own medicine? You can just walk away when it's over, but I'm the one who will suffer!" Zhao Da wasn't a fool; he immediately saw through Zhao Desan's little scheme.

"Don't you suffer already?" Zhao Desan asked, still somewhat unwilling to give up.

"Wake up, will you? She's giving you the cold shoulder, not me!" Zhao Da said dismissively, then gestured toward the kitchen with his chin and said: "Go on, women need men to coax them!"

Sigh! It seemed that the one who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. With no hope for reinforcements, Zhao Desan had no choice but to take the field himself. He shuffled toward the kitchen, looking back and grinning awkwardly at Zhao Da as he walked.

Zhao Da knew that Zhao Desan felt awkward with him there, so he made faces at Zhao Desan and said with a laugh: "Just pretend I'm not home." After saying this, he wheeled his chair further into the room.

"Sister-in-law..." Zhao Desan called out with a sense of trepidation.

But before the sound had even faded, Zheng Jie immediately responded: "I don't have a brother like you..."

Depressed, Zhao Desan, having hit a wall, felt somewhat annoyed. Looking at Zheng Jie's charming, indifferent demeanor, typical of a young married woman, he felt both happy and angry. How did he end up with such a difficult woman? Zhao Desan felt a sense of grievance against heaven and fate, and a nameless fire rose in his heart. Seeing that soft tactics wouldn't work, he hardened his heart and decided to use force. He stepped forward and grabbed Zheng Jie's slender waist...

"Let go!" Zheng Jie didn't resist; she just said this calmly.

"I won't let go!" Zhao Desan began to act like a rogue. As he spoke, he instinctively looked back at Zhao Da in the room, only to find that the door had been shut tight by Zhao Da. It seemed Zhao Da was creating an opportunity for him! Zhao Desan thought to himself.

"You should really let go! I think we should keep things clear from now on. Let's just go our separate ways and not interfere with each other. Why did you come here again?" Zheng Jie stopped her work and said in a sorrowful tone.

"Sister-in-law, why can't you try to understand me? It's not that I didn't want to help you. If my 'Jedi Counterattack' plan had succeeded, there wouldn't have been any problems, but it failed unexpectedly. I really had no other choice, which is why you suffered so much for nothing!" Zhao Desan was so anxious he wanted to rip his heart out to show her.

'Hehe,' Zheng Jie chuckled, then used both hands to pry Zhao Desan's hands from her waist. She slowly turned around, faced Zhao Desan, and said: "Fine, let's not dwell on this matter anymore. I've thought it over now; it seems relying on others won't work, I can only rely on myself."

'Relying on others'—Zhao Desan was extremely sensitive to this phrase. Could it be that she was looking for a new lover? Zhao Desan was confused by Zheng Jie's double entendre, so he pressed: "What do you mean?"

Zheng Jie looked at Zhao Desan's conflicted expression and knew he had misunderstood, so she said spitefully: "What's wrong? Don't understand? It just means you can't count on hanging yourself from a single tree."

"Are you saying you already have a target?" Zhao Desan asked, filled with jealousy.

"That's none of your concern. I can handle my own affairs with proper measure," Zheng Jie continued, still acting out of spite.

"You dare!" Zhao Desan said sharply, without a second thought.

Zheng Jie stared blankly at Zhao Desan, a warm current flowing through her heart. Zhao Desan's tough attitude seemed to make her feel quite comforted, but she still stubbornly said: "Why wouldn't I dare? Why wouldn't I? Who are you to me? Do you need to manage me?"