The Substitute

Chapter 4

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Waking up is a new day.

Zhuo Yang is gone, leaving me with only a mess on the bed. I glanced at the bedside and realized that it was already past ten o'clock. Zhuo Yang, who was always humble and dedicated, should have gone to work.

I dragged my tired body to get up. Mrs. Chen knocked hesitantly at the door. "Madam, would you like breakfast?"

I said go, why not go, eat and drink enough, and you won’t have to worry about life.

I don't know if the attentive Mrs. Chen noticed that Zhuo Yang and I had quarreled again, but she seemed a little cautious the whole morning. I was eating porridge, and I looked relaxed about this deliberate cautiousness.

"Mrs. Chen, has your grandson come home?" My stomach gradually felt full, and I had time to chat with Mrs. Chen.

After all, in this big home, there are very few people who can talk to me.

When talking about her beloved grandson, Mrs. Chen's originally numb face was filled with a genuine smile.

“Well, he went back with his mother. He’s grown a lot taller… now he’s as tall as my shoulders… He’s very polite… He calls me grandma when he sees me… He’s awesome…” Mrs. Chen couldn’t stop smiling when she talked about her adorable grandson, but vaguely, one could still spot the sadness and melancholy hidden beneath her smile.

Mrs. Chen's son is not very ambitious, but Mrs. Chen's daughter-in-law is very ambitious. In summary, this is the situation in her family.

Mrs. Chen's son was useless and only liked to eat, drink, gamble and whore. In the end, he even brought a wild fox into the house. After the affair, the daughter-in-law finally couldn't stand it anymore and left in anger, taking away her two-year-old grandson.

Over the years, although the daughter-in-law has not married, she has set up a small garment factory and is living a prosperous life. She would come back to visit Mrs. Chen during the holidays. Compared with her son who dared not come back during the New Year because of a huge debt from gambling, Mrs. Chen is much more relieved.

I don’t know if I made Mrs. Chen think a lot, but in the end, Mrs. Chen put away the bowl and advised me seriously, “Madam, have you considered another way?”

I laughed, "I'm not as capable as Ding Wei." Ding Wei is the name of Mrs. Chen's daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Chen shook her head. "No, ma'am, you just didn't expect that you would be so successful."

Mrs. Chen shook her head, packed up her things and went downstairs. I felt a little uncomfortable and finally rushed to the bathroom and vomited everything.

To strive for success

Perhaps, what I lack most is this breath.

People say - toughness and backbone.

After wiping my mouth, I went upstairs to turn on the computer.

Basically, there are two things I must do every day.

First, eat; second, surf the Internet.

When I turn on the computer, there are two things I must do.

Watch the movie first, read the novel second.

But today, I unexpectedly went to Zhaopin.com for a visit.

I have read many novels and watched many movies in which the women got so angry that they divorced their men without even taking their clothes with them.

I really don’t know if she will come out naked in a few days.

I'm not that tough, so what I'm doing now is just to prepare a backup plan for my future.

After browsing around online, I found that most of the educational backgrounds are at a bachelor's degree, so I, who graduated from a third-tier university, can barely make the cut. What embarrasses me most is the work experience.

I married Zhuo Yang before I graduated from college. Work experience? I have quite a bit of experience as a housewife.

I deleted the ones that didn't suit me one by one, and finally found that the remaining web pages were blank.

Is it so difficult to find a job these days

I secretly complained to myself, how do those divorced women survive

"What are you looking at?"

Ahem… I almost choked, and turned around to glare at the man who suddenly appeared at the door, “Why are you back?”

If I remember correctly, it's still working hours.

"Nothing, I left my documents at home."

"Then why don't you let me send it over?" Humph - do you think I would say this? Of course not, Zhuo Yang doesn't want me to go to his company. I went there once before, and he gave me all kinds of cold eyes. Later, no matter how thick my skin was, I couldn't bear the contempt of the company's front desk lady.

"Just take the documents and go." Really, why didn't he ask that beautiful secretary Li Si to get it, and instead he made the trip himself.

If I didn't know Zhuoyang's personality so well, I would have thought that he came back to see me under the pretext of getting documents.

cut-

"What are you looking at?"

"Ha..." Seeing that I couldn't hide it anymore, I didn't want to hide it either. Instead, I turned around and said to Zhuo Yang with a smile: "Look at the work... Hey, the requirements of work nowadays are very high, right?"

"Why are you looking at these messy things? What's wrong, do you still want to find a job?"

I ignored the sarcasm in Zhuo Yang's words and nodded half-heartedly: "Why not... I suddenly became diligent, and I also want to be a strong woman like Mrs. Chen's daughter-in-law, right?"

Zhuo Yang looked at me deeply, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch.

"Do you think you can do it?"

WTF—

It was another blatant sarcasm, but I wasn't angry. I didn't know Zhuo Yang, but Zhuo Yang knew me very well and knew that I was a hopeless person.

I closed the webpage in frustration. Forget it, I'd better go and read something about physical and mental health.

I turned off the computer and went to bed to take a nap.

My life now is similar to Nohara Miya's, but I'm much happier than hers. I don't have leftovers to eat, and I don't have a lot of annoying kids to worry about.

I am happy.

Zhuo Yang took the documents and usually went downstairs directly, but today he actually came around to me and said to me, "I'll be back for dinner tonight."

I pulled back the quilt and asked, "Shouldn't you tell this to Mrs. Chen?"

Zhuo Yang's face froze slightly, "I thought she was still on vacation."

Bang!

The door was closed, and with Zhuo Yang still in a bad temper, I rolled over three times in the quilt and finally got up.

Maybe I should give Mrs. Chen a day off.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

The results of my busy afternoon are about to show.

Looking at the table full of dishes, I thought happily that my cooking skills are still as good as ever. Even if I get divorced, it would not be bad for me to work as a chef in a restaurant.

I thought happily while staring at the big clock on the wall.

It's already eight o'clock, and the last of the cuttlefish soup will be ready. The man who was clamoring for dinner should come back by then.

But-

The clock continued to tick for four hours. The cuttlefish soup was cooled and warmed, warmed and cooled again, but Zhuo Yang had not returned yet.

I couldn't hold back my anger and called Zhuo Yang.

The person who answered the phone was not Zhuo Yang, but his beautiful and intelligent secretary Li Si.

"lady?"

"Hmm..." I closed my eyes and tried to make my voice sound natural and gentle, "Where's Zhuoyang?"

Li Si paused, then used an excuse that never changed.

"Mr. Zhuo has something to do... Madam... Mr. Zhuo may not come back tonight..."

I don’t know how I hung up the phone, nor do I know what I said to Li Si before I hung up. Now that I think about it, Li Si must have sympathized with me, otherwise his words wouldn’t have been so hesitant and helpless.

Boom—

The clock struck midnight, I took out my chopsticks and started eating at the table alone.

I plan to eat all of it. What I made is so delicious, I must finish it.

You can't judge a book by its cover. I actually finished everything on the table, even the warm cuttlefish soup.

Finally, I climbed upstairs with a full stomach. Who cares? It’s none of my business if Zhuo Yang doesn’t come back. It’s none of my business if he sends me away with his secretary. Anyway, this is not the first time and it won’t be the last.

I touched my belly and threw myself into the soft quilt.

It’s better to sleep, and bed is the most comfortable.

Well... Let's call Mrs. Chen back tomorrow... Holidays and such are just floating clouds...

I guess it was because I ate too much, I lay there for several hours without falling asleep.

Not only did I not fall asleep, but my stomach hurt even more.

I rummaged around in the cupboard for some painkillers and took them, but the pain didn't subside.

I held my stomach, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and finally decisively took my handbag and went out.

I hope the hospital is open by now.

I’m not actually suitable for driving in this state, but the desire to survive came, so even if it was a death train at this time, I had to drive.

Holding my stomach, I climbed into the expensive Porsche and rushed out of the garage.

But it hurt so much, I found it was so painful that I couldn't even lift my hands to touch the steering wheel.

I don't know how I drove the car out, nor do I know how it drove for a while.

The scene in front of my eyes became increasingly blurry. The lights in the dark night were magnified countless times, some of them were blurry, and a bit like those dazzling diamonds.

Bang!

I couldn't help but open my eyes towards those diamonds. Women all love those shiny and bright things, which are beautiful and some of them represent longevity.

However, I didn't touch the diamonds, but I felt a heat on my forehead.

I think... I might have crashed my car...

The light of morning light slowly poured into the carriage, and I vaguely saw a face appear in front of me.

It was a little dark, and the scene in front of me was a little blurry...

This is the second time I have been so close to death. They all say that death is not scary. What is scary is that when you are at the moment of death, you experience the fear of death but there is no real death.

This is the most terrifying thing.

I didn't want to die, so I reached out my hand to that person.

My mouth was full of fishy smell, I didn’t know if I could make a sound, I just stretched out my hand and said, “Save me… Save me…”