Chapter 8: It’s too late to regret

Song Shengsheng used to give her parents whatever they wanted.

She was also very obedient to them.

She had been scolded so many times as a child, so she was always submissive to her parents.

She was a complete doormat.

A little wimp.

Song Shengsheng wasn’t actually easy to bully.

She had done many things to shirk responsibility and take advantage of situations.

But she always wanted to make a good impression on her parents, to let them know that she was worthy of being loved.

So she habitually flattered and respected them.

Song Shengsheng no longer wanted to be a doormat. She got straight to the point, “Mom and Dad, I lied to Zhao Xiaoning.”

Song Dad’s eyes widened, “Why would you lie to her for no reason?”

Song Mom was also unhappy. Song Shengsheng’s cousin was her family! How could she not get some benefits from her?

This old couple, the Song family, didn’t care about their eldest daughter.

“Spare the rod and spoil the child.” This little girl was unruly in front of Fu Cheng, but in front of them, she was meek and obedient.

Song Mom chimed in, “What do you mean? Do you still have food coupons and ration coupons?”

Song Shengsheng rolled her eyes and nodded, “Fu Cheng’s monthly salary and ration coupons are all in my hands. I don’t want to give them to Zhao Xiaoning.”

Song Mom’s expression changed, “We asked her to ask for them. You know what life is like in the village.”

“We have to earn our coupons through work points.”

“Your brother and sister have two mouths to feed. We can’t even afford to feed them, let alone buy other things.”

“Shengsheng, you’re enjoying the good life, but we’re still struggling.”

Song Shengsheng wouldn’t be fooled by these words anymore, “Mom and Dad, we need to live too.”

She then put on a troubled expression, “Fu Cheng found out that I secretly gave you hundreds of yuan over the years. He got really angry and told me… he told me to get the money back.”

Song Mom’s face turned ugly, “How can that be? Nonsense! It’s only natural for children to support their parents. You’re so stingy, it’s embarrassing.”

“Tell me, have we ever mistreated you?”

“Shengsheng, you have to have a conscience. Don’t forget your parents just because you have a husband.”

Song Mom squeezed out two more tears.

She secretly glanced at Song Shengsheng’s expression. She was hesitant and conflicted, clearly swayed.

She sneered in her heart.

She knew she could handle a little girl.

Song Shengsheng wasn’t that smart, she was easy to manipulate.

This marriage had made Song Mom jealous and envious, she couldn’t sleep at night. If her younger daughter had married Fu Cheng, how wonderful that would have been.

Song Mom pressed her advantage, “After all, Fu Cheng is a Fu. Your son also carries his surname. In the end, they’re not family.”

“You three siblings are the ones who share the same blood. If anything happens in the future, they’ll definitely help you.”

Song Shengsheng was tired of hearing this.

Every time, her mother would try to instigate her, subtly provoking her.

“Fu Cheng’s mother is the daughter of a capitalist. His father’s ideology is also problematic. Didn’t they say his whole family was criticized in the capital?”

“Are you really still thinking about him? Be careful, you’ll be implicated as a capitalist running dog.”

This was a threat.

Fu Cheng’s mother was indeed the daughter of a big capitalist in the Republic of China.

She had many villas in S City.

She had surrendered some during the early days of the People’s Republic, and some were confiscated during the most turbulent times.

But Fu Cheng’s mother had kept two villas for him.

Fu Cheng had told her privately.

Those villas would be worth a fortune in a few decades!

Song Shengsheng listened, but she wouldn’t give up the money.

She would say she had spent it all, that she needed to support her son and send him to school.

This infuriated her parents.

Even if they were angry to death, they couldn’t break off relations with her.

Song Shengsheng pretended to be helpless, “Mom and Dad, go back quickly. I’m afraid Fu Cheng will ask you for money if he sees you.”

“It’s okay if he doesn’t give it back to me.”

“If he doesn’t give it back to him, he could have you arrested.”

The Song family couple hadn’t received much education.

But when they heard about the possibility of going to jail, they didn’t dare say anything more.

They left in a huff.

As soon as they left the compound, Song Mom spat, “Why is that little girl so afraid of Fu Cheng now?”

Song Dad was also annoyed. He had wanted to use his industrial coupons to exchange for some dry tobacco.

Now he had nothing.

Song Mom didn’t really take Song Shengsheng’s strange behavior seriously. She thought that next time she went, she would still be able to get a free meal and get a lot of benefits.

“We still have to persuade her to get a divorce.”

“She has a city hukou now, and she’ll get ration coupons if she has a job. When she gets a divorce, we’ll make her make a big scene and get Fu Cheng to pay child support!”

“When they divorce, our little sister will be grown up. She’s definitely no worse than her sister. Maybe she can marry an officer too.”

Song Dad always listened to her, he nodded, “You’re right.”

They went back to the village before nightfall.

Fu Cheng came home and smelled the aroma of food.

Song Shengsheng came out of the kitchen, her voice soft, “You’re back. The food is ready.”

She wasn’t incapable of cooking.

Actually, Song Shengsheng was good at many things, cooking, sewing, embroidery, she was good at all of them.

She had married Fu Cheng for the good life of a military wife.

Naturally, she wouldn’t do anything.

Fu Cheng hummed in response and looked at the food on the table.

There was meat and vegetables, it looked and smelled delicious.

Song Shengsheng had tied her hair up casually while cooking, it was on the side, with a few strands of hair falling gracefully on her cheeks.

Her face was small and white, her skin was soft.

Her eyes were black, her nose was dusted with a touch of rouge.

She was simply captivating.

Fu Cheng walked over, “Why did you decide to cook today?”

Song Shengsheng wiped her hands, “The food at the compound canteen is always the same, I’m tired of it.”

She then smiled at him, “I’ll go call Xiaochi for dinner.”

She smiled sweetly.

Fu Cheng looked at her, unable to tear his gaze away.

Fu Luochi was on the balcony, doing his homework.

Song Shengsheng called him, “Xiaochi, dinner is ready.”

The boy put down his pen and quickly ran to the living room.

Song Shengsheng thought about how he would accept Zhao Xiaoning as his stepmother in the book, and she felt a little angry. She pinched his face, “Xiaochi, do you like Mommy?”

The boy’s face flushed slightly. He thought carefully for a moment, then answered earnestly, “I like Mommy.”

His voice was a little low, Song Shengsheng didn’t hear the last part.

“Xiaochi loves Mommy the most.”

He loved Mommy more than Daddy.

Fu Cheng hadn’t had any expectations for the food she had cooked.

But when he took a bite, he found it was surprisingly delicious.

He suddenly felt that Song Shengsheng wasn’t completely useless, besides being beautiful.

After dinner, Fu Cheng went to the kitchen and washed the dishes.

When he was done, he went to the bedroom.

Song Shengsheng had already taken a shower and was applying her snow cream.

She had finally bought it from the supply and marketing cooperative. Even though she was naturally beautiful, she still needed to take care of her skin.

Song Shengsheng finished applying her snow cream.

Fu Cheng had also finished showering.

She looked at the handsome, powerful man on the bed, her face flushed as she thought about what she was about to do.

Song Shengsheng blushed and crawled into bed, wrapping her arms around his waist.

She could feel that the man was stiff all over.

Fu Cheng said in a low voice, “Don’t be silly.”

Song Shengsheng felt that there was nothing easier than making Fu Cheng like her.

Every time he came back from a mission, Fu Cheng was very enthusiastic about this.

He must, like it, right?

Besides, to strengthen the bond between husband and wife.

You should be more intimate and affectionate.

Song Shengsheng took advantage of the situation, burying herself in his arms, rubbing against him like a snake, her soft voice could melt your bones, “Husband.”

She cupped his face and kissed him on the lips.

Fu Cheng still didn’t seem to react.

Song Shengsheng sighed, he really was an iceberg.

But the next second, the world spun.

She was pressed against him, Fu Cheng’s voice was hoarse, low and frightening,

“Song Shengsheng, you’re asking for it.”

“It’s too late to regret it now.”