My Husband is Angry Again

The two of them almost collapsed when they saw Zhao Yuheng.

Did you all hear that?

Did you all hear that?

"Xiao Meimei, right? Do you know why Gan Jinbao is qualified to apply for the top-tier poverty scholarship?"

Zhao Yuheng's voice was deep, resonant, and fierce, as if it were vibrating from his chest.

"Because every single detail in his application was a raw, bleeding wound he had endured for over a decade."

"After hearing about your 'experience,' he forgot all the suffering and hardship he had endured over the years and gave it to you without saying a word."

And what about your conscience?

"You're from the same hometown, how could you bear to lie to him like this? You stole the opportunity his parents risked their lives for, do you even deserve it?"

As Zhao Yuheng spoke, he walked upstairs, his broad shoulders exuding a sense of pressure, and his voice was loud and deafening.

The two instinctively backed away until their backs were against the wall, staring in horror at the burly figure.

Xiao Meimei was so rebuked that she couldn't say a word.

"And you, you're really shameless."

Zhao Yuheng turned to Wang Meng, his eyes like knives.

"Using poverty relief funds obtained through deception to buy a cell phone? Is your hand broken or your leg crippled? Or are your parents dead and you have nowhere else to turn for money? Why would you need someone else's life-saving money?"

The sound pierced Wang Meng's eardrums like thunder.

He was already afraid of Zhao Yuheng, and now he didn't even dare to raise his head, completely suppressed.

Both of them thought the enraged lion would attack.

Zhao Yuheng took two steps back, his eyes sweeping over them as if they were trash.

"You two should stick together forever, and stop harming others."

"Pooh."

He spat angrily at the edge of their shoes, then turned and left.

Back on the playground, the eldest brother took the ball from his hand.

"Third brother, why are you so late? We've been waiting for ages."

"You guys fight, I'm going to take a break."

Zhao Yuheng sat down on the chair next to him, his chest heaving.

The eldest brother tossed the ball over and sat down as well.

"What happened?"

He noticed that Zhao Yuheng's expression was off.

Zhao Yuheng couldn't keep anything to himself and told everything he had just heard.

"ah?!"

The eldest brother was stunned.

"Would those two dare to do such a thing?"

"I was so angry I almost ground my teeth to powder. I really wanted to rush up there and beat them both to death."

Zhao Yuheng still grits his teeth in hatred when he thinks about it now, and the veins on his arms are bulging.

"What should we do then? Just let them take that ten thousand yuan?"

The older brother got angrier the more he thought about it.

Zhao Yuheng sneered and took out his phone, waving it in front of his boss.

"What do you mean?"

"evidence."

Zhao Yuheng raised his chin, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

The eldest brother immediately realized what was happening, and his eyes lit up.

"Wow, third brother, you're so clever! You even knew to record it!"

Zhao Yuheng just sneered.

Damn it, none of those who dare to bully me will get away with it.

……

After finishing the game, Zhao Yuheng didn't go back to his dorm; instead, he went straight to the convenience store where Jin Bao'er worked part-time.

Jin Bao'er was the only one in the shop, but there were many customers. He was so busy that his hair was soaked with sweat.

As Zhao Yuheng watched that slender figure moving around the counter, his anger flared up again.

Damn it, if that ten thousand yuan hadn't been given away, would this silly kid have been working so hard?

I worked myself to the bone trying to save money for others.

Zhao Yuheng went straight to the counter.

"I'll help you."

Jin Bao'er taught him a couple of steps, and Zhao Yuheng quickly got the hang of it.

Using both machines together quickly shortened the long queue.

"Handsome, I've never seen you before?"

A bold girl seized the opportunity to strike up a conversation, her eyes fixed on his well-defined arms.

Zhao Yuheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Yes, I just arrived."

After saying that, he looked down to scan the QR code and ignored her.

The girl shrugged, thinking that he was handsome and strong, but too aloof, and left somewhat reluctantly.

Jin Bao'er glanced at the girl's departing figure and felt a pang of sadness.

He subtly moved closer to Zhao Yuheng, as if asserting his dominance.

"Jinbaoer, I'm sorry, my counselor asked me to go to the office to fill out some documents. I sent you a WeChat message."

The colleague who just arrived explained.

Zhao Yuheng, with a dark expression, made way for him.

"You're only arriving now? I've already finished all the work for you."

Zhao Yuheng's voice was not very gentle.

Even Jin Bao'er sensed something was wrong.

He Heng is not someone who loses his temper easily.

What's wrong with me today?

When Zhao Yuheng saw Jin Bao'er casting a concerned glance at him, he composed himself.

Damn it, they're all bullying Jinbao because he's honest and kind.

He saw it today; even someone as busy as him could be late.

In places he didn't see, it wasn't that he was often late.

I'm so angry!

Once out of his sight, anyone would dare to stomp on Jin Bao'er's head.

I really want to tie Jinbao'er tightly to my waistband.

They keep an eye on it all the time.

But Zhao Yuheng realized that his thinking was not quite right.

So he told Jin Bao'er and left.

"I saw it, but I was too busy to reply."

Jin Bao'er said this, but she was a little unhappy inside.

This colleague is always late. Usually he's only a few minutes late, but today he was half an hour late.

But out of consideration for his feelings, he didn't say anything.

"Your brother seems angry? He's not going to hire someone to beat me up, is he?"

The colleague was a little scared when he thought of Zhao Yuheng's murderous look.

"It's alright, it's alright, I'll just go back and say a few words to comfort her."

Jin Bao'er comforted him instead.

"That's good, that's good."

After get off work, Jin Bao'er quickly bought a bag of apples and went back to her dorm to coax her "big husband".

"Heng-ge, come down and sleep with me."

He leaned over Zhao Yuheng's bedside, speaking in a coquettish tone, his big eyes blinking.

Zhao Yuheng glanced at him, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"Oh, Heng-ge, don't be angry. I bought you apples, and one I tried was especially sweet."

Jin Bao'er grabbed his exposed, muscular biceps and gently shook them.

Zhao Yuheng, annoyed by the shaking, slowly got off the bed and lay down on Jin Bao'er's bed like a lord.

Jinbao ran over excitedly and handed over the washed apple.

Zhao Yuheng took a bite with a haughty air.

"Heng-ge, how's it going?"

"good."

His expression was indifferent.

"It's alright, that's fine."

Jin Bao'er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was no longer angry.

"Not bad, shovel!"

Zhao Yuheng suddenly spoke again, his voice rough.

"You'd better watch your step from now on, don't let just anyone try to take advantage of you!"

Jin Bao'er was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening.

Heng must have gotten angry because he saw his colleague was late and he was the only one doing all the work.

This straight man is always worrying about things, but he doesn't even pay much attention to himself.

Of course, I can't say that, otherwise my "big husband" will explode again.

"Alright, alright, Heng-ge, don't be angry anymore."

"If he's late again next time, I'll definitely tell him off."

"Not just him."

Zhao Yuheng's voice grew louder, his tone revealing a fierce edge.

"Who else?"

Jin Bao'er was puzzled.

Zhao Yuheng thought of Xiao Meimei and Wang Meng, but swallowed his words back.

If that silly boy knew he'd been tricked, he'd be devastated.

I'll have to coax them myself then, it's so annoying.

Let's think of a way to get through this first.

He didn't say anything more and finished the apple in a few bites.

He threw the pit into the trash can, turned over, and lay down with his back to Jinbao'er, pretending to be asleep.

But even with his eyes closed, his fingers were slightly curled up under the blanket.

He made a note of this debt.

Tomorrow morning, I'll show those two scoundrels what regret really means.

Seeing this, Jin Bao'er didn't notice his little actions. She quickly adjusted the fan, washed her feet, and lay down peacefully.