Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 68 Searching for Her Husband

When Ruan Zhijuan woke up, it was a little after eight o'clock. He went to the kitchen immediately to see what Zhou Gangxun had made for him that day. It was cola chicken wings and stuffed chili peppers.

But for breakfast, you have to eat warm toast, fried sausage and eggs with salt, and milk with sugar.

Then, while brushing his teeth, he flipped through a dictionary, mumbling, "Sleepwalking is... involuntary movement during sleep, with no recollection afterward, i.e., sleepwalking disorder..."

He really does have Zhou Gangxun's illness.

Ruan Zhijuan frowned and said with disdain, "Why does he have so many illnesses? He's like an old man, with presbyopia, hearing loss, sleepwalking, and he can't control his bladder and always has to go to the toilet."

"Hmm, if only I had climbed into his bed when he was young and rich, I would have loved to. Now I haven't enjoyed so much of his good fortune."

Ruan Zhijuan shook her head and spat out the foam. It would be best if he could also go to university and then meet Zhou Gangxun, a university student.

Then Zhou Gangxun shamelessly insisted on taking care of him, buying him nice clothes, and treating him to meals...hehe...hehe...

As Ruan Zhijuan was smiling, she heard a sound coming from the balcony.

"Pfft pfft, poor thing, are you there?"

Ruan Zhijuan wiped her mouth and walked over, asking through several metal plates that completely obscured her view, "What's wrong?"

"Your husband isn't home, is he?" Su Anle asked, deliberately lowering her voice. "We're going to the mountains to film a movie. Why don't you come along? It's no fun staying home all the time. You'll be back in the afternoon or evening, and your husband won't notice."

"What's so fun about going to the mountains? Aren't all mountains the same? Just a bunch of grass, dirt and bugs everywhere, and it's so hot."

Ruan Zhijuan pouted, turned on the TV, sat on the sofa, and spread strawberry jam on her toast while listening. "I'm not going. My husband bought me a lot of delicious food, and he even marked the times."

In high spirits, he generously described his luxurious life to Su Anle: "At nine o'clock, I'll have a can of strawberries, at nine-thirty a bag of tomato chips, at ten o'clock a bowl of grape jelly and two chocolate wafers, and then around eleven o'clock I'll have dinner."

"My husband made me a huge bowl of cola chicken wings and stuffed chili peppers. It's in a thermos, and it smells so good! I'm going to eat three bowls of rice later..."

Ruan Zhijuan hummed an unknown tune in a good mood. Zhou Gangxun even taught him how to use the pot. If the food got cold, he could just heat it up with water by pressing the button.

In his past life, his parents never let him touch a pot or cook, probably because they were afraid he would steal food.

Now that you mention it, he does seem a bit like a mouse out looking for food. He must be a pretty little mouse, otherwise how could he have captivated Zhou Gangxun so much that he's been keeping him around all this time?

Ruan Zhijuan hummed, licked the strawberry jam off the spoon, and continued to share her wonderful life, "After eating, I can eat a bag of spicy strips half an hour later, then take a two or three-hour nap, and when I wake up I eat braised duck necks and yogurt from the refrigerator. Then I have to eat dinner again, so I'm very busy all day..."

Zhou Gangxun practically filled Ruan Zhijuan's entire day with food.

"I'm busy every day, and there's new delicious food to eat tomorrow." Ruan Zhijuan tore off the edges of the toast piled with strawberry jam two or three centimeters high. It was a bit dry, and he didn't like it.

Let Zhou Gangxun eat it when he gets back tonight.

However, if he could have eaten this in his past life, he would have eaten it with great relish, and might even have been reluctant to eat it.

Ruan Zhijuan muttered to herself in a low, cheerful voice, "Ruan Zhijuan, you really have so many delicious things to eat now that you're even starting to consider whether you like them or not."

He played two roles, chuckling as he covered his mouth, "What can I do? I have Zhou Gangxun completely under my thumb. Although being eaten every night isn't a good thing... he just keeps buying me all sorts of delicious food. But when will Zhou Gangxun be weaned...?"

Listening to Ruan Zhijuan's schedule on the balcony next door, Su Anle felt increasingly uneasy. Was her poor husband a pervert or a control freak? Why did he have to eat things on a fixed schedule?

He thought for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Did you and your husband meet through legal channels?"

Could it be that the poor girl is too young and has been deceived by that man? I've heard that in rural villages, some men who can't find wives will give money to other families to buy someone to be their wife.

Ruan Zhijuan took a bite of the toast covered in jam, blinked, and said, "Of course it is..." Yes, after the system's introduction, he was vain and scheming (he had just learned this from TV) because of Zhou Gangxun's rich and powerful background, and climbed into his bed.

And so, Zhou Gangxun took good care of her and supported her until she grew old and died.

Therefore, Zhou Gangxun also needs to live a good life.

Su Anle cleared her throat and asked in a low voice, "Don't you think your husband's behavior is a bit strange?"

"I don't think so." Ruan Zhijuan shook her head, added honey to her warm water with a spoon, and sipped it like an old cadre, blowing on it carefully. She said with certainty, "That's because you don't have a husband, and you don't have a husband like me."

He thought for a moment, then his pretty face hardened. Looking at the person behind the pile of metal sheets, he said seriously, "You're not trying to steal my husband, are you? Let me tell you, don't even think about it."

"Who...who's trying to steal your husband?" Su Anle pouted, her voice low and strained, "If anyone's going to steal someone, it'll be you..."

He suggested again, "Then why don't you bring all the good food with you and come along?"

"I'll take this for you. We also have some good food here. Then when we get back tonight, I'll take you to a buffet. They have barbecue, hot pot, cakes, seafood, fruit—you name it, they have it. How about it?"

"Let me think about it..." Ruan Zhijuan licked his lips greedily. Zhou Gangxun seemed a little unwilling for him to play with others, only wanting him to play with him, just like the bully kids in the village who formed gangs. Yes, just like Zhou the bully.

The news on TV reported, "A massive landslide has occurred at Nieyin Mountain. The entire mountain collapsed, causing extensive damage to the nearby mountain road and burying all passing vehicles..."

"This road is a major route to the suburbs and neighboring cities, and the government has already moved to other locations."

Ruan Zhijuan immediately recognized the keywords: "leading to the suburbs." He looked up at the television screen. "The government is actively organizing rescue efforts, but the exact number of casualties is still undetermined..."

Ruan Zhijuan's sandwich fell back onto the plate with a thud. A wave of panic washed over him. He frantically patted the metal sheet on the balcony, "You...you lend me your phone, I'll open the door for you..."

He remembered Zhou Gangxun's phone number, "I need to call my husband, press 187..."

Su Anle went to the entrance of 601 and handed the cell phone, which was on a call, to Ruan Zhijuan.

Ruan Zhijuan stared intently at her phone screen, her mind racing, "Answer it quickly, answer it quickly..."

Suddenly, a voice came from inside. Ruan Zhijuan quickly brought the phone to her ear and heard a woman's voice saying, "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is..."

Ruan Zhijuan frowned, her chest heaving with anger. She was truly furious. "What are you saying? What 'sorry'? I need to find Zhou Gangxun. Give the phone back to him right now... I'm his wife..."

Ruan Zhijuan had never called Zhou Gangxun himself before. The last time was when his teacher called Zhou Gangxun. He had never called anyone before, and he didn't know that the phone could not be connected.

He had no idea that the person inside was talking to him in a nonsensical way; it was just a voice broadcast.

But he wanted to know how Zhou Gangxun was doing now.

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed..."

English… Ruan Zhijuan tensed up, afraid of missing any information, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't understand a word. “Don't speak English, I don't understand, I don't understand… I said I want to find my husband…”

The person on the other end of the phone was still speaking some English that Ruan Zhijuan couldn't understand. His eyes were red, but he said "clearly" that he knew, "I know, is he already dead? That's why you keep not answering my questions..."

"Please try again later..." was the voice reply he received.

Ruan Zhijuan made his decision in almost three seconds. He grabbed his hidden bank card and all his cash, then hurriedly ran out in his slippers, saying to Su Anle as he ran, "I need to go to that mountain they mentioned on TV, the one with the broken road now..."

"Take me there...take me there...hurry, hurry..."

Su Anle followed behind, wondering who was leading whom. He realized what was going on and asked Ruan Zhijuan, "Wait, what are you going to do? The road is closed over there, and there might be a second collapse..."

Ji Huanping peeked out from next door, and Bai Zhiqi, who was lying behind him, blinked and asked, "We rented a car. We were going to Nieyin Mountain to shoot our graduation project today. Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Ruan Zhijuan looked anxiously at Bai Zhiqi, who was covered up tightly. So that's what happened to the handsome long-haired brother who lived next door. He nodded hurriedly and urged, "Then hurry up and do it..."

The group went downstairs and drove towards Nieyin Mountain.

Ruan Zhijuan remained silent the entire way. He wondered if he was being punished for being too happy lately; people shouldn't live too happily.

The car quickly reached the highway, but was blocked far ahead and couldn't get through.

Looking at the road conditions, Su Anle said, "The traffic ahead is congested; we can't drive through. We can only walk or go up the mountain..."

Before Ruan Zhijuan could finish speaking, she immediately opened the car door, got out, and ran forward through the gaps in the traffic.

As he ran, Ruan Zhijuan's dog shoe fell off. He didn't bother to pick it up, afraid that Zhou Gangxun would be smashed to pieces. He couldn't wait for him to arrive, and he was also afraid that Zhou Gangxun would be smashed to pieces but would have no money and they wouldn't pay for his medical treatment.

Ruan Zhijuan ran until her hair was covered in sweat and her face was covered in snot and tears.

Waaaaah, so ugly and embarrassing.

Shouldn't he be enjoying his jam toast, relaxing at home with the fan blowing and watching TV?

Ruan Zhijuan felt increasingly heartbroken as she ran, cursing, "Waaah, Zhou Gangxun... you bastard! If you don't want to support me, just die! You wicked thing..."

"Honey... I'm telling you to eat, please eat a little more every day, don't die, okay..."