Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife-Chapter 137: Moral Blackmail

"Old Sheng, why aren’t you letting your daughter go to university in the Imperial City? Old Gu and Professor Gu have two spots available between them, don’t they?"

An official whose son was also taking the college entrance exams this year asked in surprise.

"As you all know, my wife and I only just found our daughter again. We dote on her so much we can’t bear to be apart. Besides, what difference does it make where she goes to university!"

"Haha... Old Sheng is right. Come on, cheers."

That afternoon, they had visited a few universities in Qing City and even sat in on a couple of classes.

Meanwhile, Sheng Yueyue, the daughter Mr. Sheng had just mentioned, had spent the entire morning shopping with Song Zijin.

Sheng Yueyue was very unhappy. She couldn’t help but think that ever since Song Zijin had "gotten" her, he’d become more and more of a cheapskate.

Before, it was always, "I’m not short on cash, Yueyue. Buy whatever you want." But today, he was being a total tightwad.

This man!!

He truly made her feel resentful, hateful, and fond all at once.

Pouting, Sheng Yueyue was extremely frustrated. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she asked.

"I mean, Zijin... what is your deal? Why have you gotten even stingier with me since we got engaged?"

But Song Zijin only shot Sheng Yueyue an irritated look, his own expression souring.

He didn’t understand why the girl who used to fight to pay the bill whenever they ate out was suddenly asking him for money.

Their relationship was nothing like the inseparable love stories from legends. He had wanted to pursue her before.

But she kept avoiding him, which he found interesting. He had never pursued a girl before.

Back when he was engaged to Gu Jiaojiao, she had been the one to pursue him, and both sets of parents had been very satisfied.

Many of his female classmates were always chasing after him, wanting to be his wife, which was why he found Sheng Yueyue so special.

Whenever Sheng Yueyue took the initiative to kiss him, he would find it irresistible but would still do his best to restrain himself.

Their tasting of the forbidden fruit, which had happened so naturally, had also been initiated by Sheng Yueyue.

But ever since he and Sheng Yueyue were caught in the woods by a teacher, his grandfather clearly hadn’t liked him as much.

The more he thought about it, the darker Song Zijin’s expression became. "You’ve got some nerve! I’m broke right now."

Sheng Yueyue was usually very perceptive, but right now, her eyes were glued to a white dress.

Hearing Song Zijin’s words, her eyes widened in disbelief. "You’re broke? Who’d believe that?"

’In a few years, the Song Family will skyrocket to become the wealthiest family in Qing City. How could Song Zijin possibly be broke!’

"My grandfather hasn’t given me my allowance this week. It’s like he doesn’t even care if I’m studying hard anymore."

Sheng Yueyue pouted aggrievedly. "Then I’ll buy it myself. I really like this dress."

She had exactly fifty yuan on her. If she bought the dress, she wouldn’t be able to keep shopping, and she wouldn’t have any money to eat out.

Sheng Yueyue’s words made Song Zijin feel a little irritated, but he patiently said...

"If you like it, then buy it. After a while, my grandfather will start giving me my allowance again."

Song Zijin’s words sent Sheng Yueyue into silence. She didn’t know why that old man from the Song Family was withholding Song Zijin’s allowance.

Thinking that the Song Family’s fortune would all belong to her and Song Zijin someday, Sheng Yueyue let it go. "Zijin, let’s go to my place for lunch."

Song Zijin frowned. "That’s not a good idea, is it? Your parents and your older brother all come home for lunch."

"Then where do you suggest we eat lunch? I’ll be broke after I buy this dress."

Song Zijin really wanted to say, ’Why don’t we just go to our own homes to eat? Or maybe you just shouldn’t buy the dress.’

But he ultimately compromised. If he said that, Sheng Yueyue would definitely make a scene in the middle of the street. "Yueyue, why don’t you come to my place for lunch."

Seeing this, Sheng Yueyue immediately broke into a brilliant smile. "Okay! We’re getting married in a month anyway."

Song Zijin’s eyes widened. "Yueyue, how did you know we’re getting married in a month?"

Sheng Yueyue immediately grabbed Song Zijin’s arm. "Your dad called my dad early this morning and told him. Zijin, don’t you think we’re a great match?"

"Yes, a very great match." ’But I’ve realized I don’t love you at all.’ Song Zijin didn’t dare say the last part out loud.

How had he never noticed before how clingy Sheng Yueyue could be?

Besides, it was obvious the other day that Sheng Yueyue didn’t want to marry him. Now, just two days later, she was eager to marry him.

She changed so quickly that Song Zijin couldn’t figure out what she was thinking at all, so he ended up just staying silent.

Sheng Yueyue saw that not only was Song Zijin not offering to pay for her, but he also looked very impatient.

She could only console herself not to be angry, imagining herself in a few years as the much-admired Mrs. Song.

This time, Sheng Yueyue was overthinking it. It wasn’t that Song Zijin was unwilling to pay; he really didn’t have any money.

He also relied on his parents for living expenses. His grandfather was saving money for Song Zijie’s surgery and had stopped giving him an allowance.

A few days ago, he had lavishly paid for many things for Sheng Yueyue, but now he didn’t have a single cent to his name.

He had no choice but to be a cheapskate!

After buying the dress, Sheng Yueyue left the department store. It was no fun to keep browsing when you were broke.

"Oh, heavens! Dear God, open your eyes and look! There’s no justice in this world! My son-in-law despises my daughter and wants to divorce her! Oh, God, just strike me down with a bolt of lightning!"

Second Uncle Dong’s mother-in-law was sitting at the hospital entrance, wailing. Her eyes were full of thunder but no rain, her expression utterly fake.

Sheng Yueyue recognized this Mrs. Li. In her past life, she had been incredibly arrogant, relying on the Dong Family’s influence.

She walked up and asked condescendingly, "Old woman, what did you say? Your son-in-law wants to divorce your daughter?"

Mrs. Li’s family had followed their son-in-law out, but they didn’t want to go into the hospital. What if they were asked to pay the medical bills?

So, Mrs. Li started wailing at the hospital entrance. She cried for a long time, but no one paid her any attention.

Seeing it was just a young man and a girl, Mrs. Li said scornfully, "Don’t ask. This is none of your business."

"You look like outsiders. My father is a division commander; he’s in charge of all the major affairs in the compound."

Sheng Yueyue said smugly. She loved watching the Dong Family make a fool of themselves.

"Really? My son was framed, and we wanted to ask our son-in-law for help. Not only did he refuse, but he also wants to divorce my daughter."

Mrs. Li twisted the truth completely. They had regretted it as soon as they left the Dong Family’s home. With her eldest daughter hospitalized, who could they ask to help get their son out of trouble?

"Second Uncle Dong is completely out of line! Kicking the Yue Family when they’re down—that’s so immoral."

Sheng Yueyue stood on her moral high ground, criticizing Second Uncle Dong, attempting to guilt-trip him.

Seeing that the onlookers weren’t saying a word, she roared in uncontrollable anger, "Don’t any of you have a conscience? How can you just ignore something like this?"

The crowd just wanted to watch Mrs. Li throw a tantrum on the ground. They didn’t dare get involved in Sheng Yueyue’s drama.

Her father had just bowed and apologized to them yesterday. Everyone in the compound was saying that Sheng Yueyue had lost her mind.

And just like that...

The crowd around them vanished.

Sheng Yueyue: ...

The entire Li family: ...