Every month, my boyfriend gives me two hundred thousand.
I 'uphold feminine virtues' every day, never looking at his phone, never questioning his whereabouts. If I happen to run into him wandering around with other girls, I'm even more nervous than he is, burying my head and running away as fast as I can, afraid of ruining his good time.
Half a year into our relationship, one day as we were using his phone to screen-share a movie, a message suddenly popped up on his WeChat: 'I'm pregnant.'
After an awkward moment of eye contact, I hesitantly spoke up: 'Should I... go help my sister with her postpartum confinement?'
That night, I was about to ride a shared bike, feeling utterly dejected, to go be a home tutor for a bear cub's family, when a voice called out to me.
'Hey, you on the bike.'
I was startled and turned around. 'Me?'
'Yes, you. Come here.'
I walked over, completely baffled.
The guy handed me a bank card. 'Be my girlfriend, and I'll give you two hundred thousand every month. Want it or not?'
'Huh?'
The guy repeated impatiently, 'Be my girlfriend, I'll give you two hundred thousand every month. I'll ask you one last time, want it or not?'
What I heard was:
'Blah blah blah... two hundred thousand for free... blah blah blah.'
I quickly took the bank card. 'Husband!'
'Good girl.' The guy nodded in satisfaction, then pulled me into his embrace, looking disdainfully across at someone. 'See that? Two hundred thousand is nothing to me, but I'd rather feed a dog than give it to you. You don't deserve it.'
I didn't even furrow my brow at his words.
He's already giving me two hundred thousand, so he can't even call me a little dog?
'Pfft, who are you trying to fool with that lousy bank card?'
I only noticed then that there was a girl standing opposite me, arms folded, with an arrogant expression on her face.
This beauty had a face that could revive the nation's technological prowess, a shapely figure, and dressed coolly.
But I had no time to admire her, alarms ringing in my mind.
What if there was no money in this card? Then wouldn't I have called out 'husband' in vain?
The guy took out his phone, 'You, open your payment code.'
I immediately took out my second-hand Apple and opened the payment code, not forgetting to give the beautiful girl opposite me a grateful look.
This is true GirlsHelpGirls!
The guy took out his phone, tapped a few times, and I immediately received a notification.
'User 13xxxxxxxxxx transferred 200,000.00 yuan to you at 19:46.'
Note: 'Voluntary gift'
'See that?' The guy waved his phone at the beautiful girl.
The beautiful girl's face turned ashen, unable to speak.
'Remember, it's me who dumped you.' The guy put his phone away with satisfaction and turned to leave in big strides, but after a few steps, he turned back, 'What are you stupidly standing there for? Hurry up and follow me!'
I quickly trotted to catch up with him.
'Coming, husband!'
