Cheap Husband - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The comments kept updating me in real time, saying his childhood sweetheart was searching everywhere for him.

She would probably take him back very soon.

I felt a little reluctant to let him go.

But to keep him from killing me, I had no choice but to sleep in a separate bed from him.

When Shen Yunshi came back from the fields and saw his bedding on the floor, he glanced at me.

I said the weather was getting warmer and there was no need for us to keep sleeping together.

He didn’t argue. He accepted it obediently.

[The Male Lead must be over the moon. He finally doesn’t have to serve this bitch anymore.]

[Just how desperate is she? Before, she practically wanted to jump the Male Lead every day. She even keeps those shady little toys under the cabinet.]

?

How was I the desperate one?

He was clearly the one always clinging to me.

Besides, I paid good money for this husband. What was wrong with using him?

I didn’t dare let Shen Yunshi plow the fields or do the laundry anymore. I practically worshipped him like a living Buddha.

All I hoped was that, in the future, he would remember at least a little of my kindness.

But the way he looked at me grew colder and colder.

Strange. Was it because I used to make him let me ride him at night so often that he already hated me to the bone?

Shen Yunshi didn’t go to the fields.

Aunt Zhao could tell that things were bad between us.

She pulled me aside. “Yingying, your complexion looks awful. Is your man no good in bed anymore?”

“How did you know?”

“Listen to me. What’s the point of keeping a useless live-in husband? Buy a new one.”

“Where would I find one I actually like so easily?”

I sighed.

If he didn’t like me, there was no forcing it.

Aunt Zhao lowered her voice and said she would take me somewhere that night.

I followed her to the black market in the nearby town.

There, I saw all kinds of men.

They were all locked in cages.

Their clothes were disheveled, revealing lean bodies beneath.

Unlike ordinary human traffickers, the owner here had cleaned them up nicely.

They were all fairly good-looking, each with a different style.

I looked them over one by one. Some of the men even flirted with me with their eyes.

My face flushed bright red. Aunt Zhao asked if any of them had caught my eye.

I glanced at the prices, and the blush instantly vanished from my cheeks.

Too expensive.

One of them cost enough to buy ten Shen Yunshis.

On the way back, Aunt Zhao urged me, “Yingying, why are you still keeping a man who can’t perform?”

“I-I don’t have the money.”

“Then sell the one you have at home and save up a little more. We saw so many today. I refuse to believe there wasn’t a single one you liked.”

If I sold Shen Yunshi, would that mean he wouldn’t be able to take revenge on me?

Maybe if he ended up with an even fiercer household, he’d start resenting someone else instead.

I couldn’t help asking, “Aunt Zhao, the one at my house isn’t a virgin anymore. Can he still be sold?”

I’d heard from human traffickers before that clean ones sold for more.

Aunt Zhao said, “I’m afraid he won’t fetch much, but money is still money… Oh my, it’s getting late. I should head back first.”

“Wait!”

I watched her run off in a panic, completely baffled.

When I turned the corner, I ran into Shen Yunshi right outside my door.

His dark eyes were fixed on me. In his hand, he held a fire striker and a lantern, as if he had been about to go look for me.