Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 219 Mother-in-law's Love
After dinner, An Hui took out the new sweater she had knitted for Jiang Moli.

"Jasmine, try it on and see if it fits."

The sweater is made of rose pink fine rabbit wool yarn, knitted in stockinette stitch, with a small round neck, fluffy and simple in style yet very gentle and pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Moli found a white shirt to wear under her sweater, turning the collar out.

Sweaters paired with shirts are a very fashionable outfit these days. The white and pink color combination looks both sweet and ladylike.

"It looks great, really nice. Jasmine has fair skin, and the color suits her delicate features perfectly," Ma Hongmei praised.

An Hui and Lu Dezhao nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with satisfaction.

The parents-in-law grew to like their daughter-in-law more and more the more they looked at her.

Jiang Moli was quite satisfied with the rabbit fur yarn; it was light, soft, and warm.

"Mom, thank you so much. Words can't express how touched and pleased I am. Shall I kowtow to you?"

She amused the whole family.

Laughter and cheerful conversation reached the home of Committee Member Liu on the second floor.

Although she didn't know what the Lu family was talking about, the joyful atmosphere made Wei Xiuqin and her husband sigh with emotion:
"I thought the Lu family would be in big trouble after marrying such a troublesome daughter-in-law, but their lives are getting better and better every day."

Committee member Liu warned his wife: "You should stop talking about the Lu family's business. The political commissar's temper is not something an ordinary person can handle. Don't go looking for trouble."

When Lu Dezhao goes crazy, he can even take down the top leaders of the military region. He doesn't want to mess with such a madman.

……

It started raining in the middle of the night, and when I got up the next day, the temperature had dropped several degrees, and it already had a bit of the chill of winter.

The rabbit fur sweater that An Hui knitted came in handy.

He wore a grey woolen Lenin coat over his clothes, cinched at the waist with a wide belt, and wore one-inch black leather boots, which were both retro and stylish.

Not long after leaving home, he ran into Lu Tingting, who was on her way to school.

"Good morning, my dear niece."

Lu Tingting glared at her, but her eyes couldn't help but fall on her, looking at her again and again.

Jiang Moli smiled and said, "How about it? Don't I look absolutely stunning today?"

"I don't know what she's wearing, it's so ugly."

"You're so young, and you've already gone blind. It's really pitiful."

Lu Tingting glared at her angrily and then fell silent.

But secretly she felt jealous and resentful.

That damn woman, she actually knows how to dress.

……

We arrived at the cultural troupe station.

As soon as I got off the bus, I ran into Qian Ling, who was riding her bicycle to work.

Because of the cold weather, Qian Ling's face was rosy and white, like two ripe peaches.

Jiang Moli pinched the other person's cold cheek, "It's so cold, why are you still riding a bike?"

Qian Ling jumped off her bicycle and pushed it alongside her, saying, "It's alright, it's not too cold."

Noticing Jiang Moli's outfit, her eyes flashed with amazement. "Your coat is really nice. Did you buy it?"

Jiang Moli: "Hmm, not bad taste."

"Is the sweater new too? Did you knit it yourself?"

"My mother-in-law knitted it for me."

Qian Ling was both shocked and envious. "My God, your mother-in-law is so wonderful! She even knitted you a sweater. You're so lucky!"

Jiang Moli smiled, "It is quite a happy occasion."

……

Upon arriving at the theater troupe, the two went to the dressing room to put their things away.

The locker room was more lively than usual today; you could hear laughter and chatter from a great distance.

The atmosphere fell silent the moment Jiang Moli entered. The coat Jiang Moli was wearing was exactly the same as Hou Yuzhu's new coat!
Before Jiang Moli arrived, Hou Yuzhu showed off quite a bit.

This wool coat is a Hong Kong import; there are only a few in the entire city of Chengdu, and it's incredibly expensive—one coat is worth half a year's salary.

No sooner had she finished showing off than Jiang Moli came in wearing the exact same outfit.

Zhuangshan is not terrible, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

Hou Yuzhu has a large frame, and wearing a thick sweater underneath inevitably makes her look bulky.

Jiang Moli has a small frame, and the rabbit fur sweater she wears underneath is light and thin. She has a small face, a long neck, and fair skin, giving her a noble and bright look like a rich heiress.

Hou Yuzhu was so angry that her face turned black all day.

When it was time to leave work, Fang Qihong's car was already waiting at the entrance of the cultural troupe.

After Yuzhu got into the car, Fang Qihong asked, "Are you happy today? This outfit must have made you look good in front of your colleagues, right?"

"Don't even mention it! Jiang Moli is my nemesis. She wears whatever I wear. Is she crazy?"

Hou Yuzhu cursed at him, but received no response.

Turning my head, I saw Fang Qihong twisting his neck to look out the car window.

Following Fang Qihong's gaze, they saw that it was his colleagues from the drama troupe, including Jiang Moli.

She reached out and slapped Fang Qihong. "Who are you looking at?!"

Fang Qihong turned around and smiled, "Look at that Jiang Moli you mentioned."

Just as Hou Yuzhu was about to explode, she heard Fang Qihong say, "She's so thin and short, she doesn't look nearly as elegant in these clothes as you do. Just ignore her."

Hou Yuzhu's anger turned to joy, "Really? I'm prettier than her?"

"Of course, in my eyes, this coat is tailor-made for you, it belongs to you alone."

Hou Yuzhu was overjoyed by the flattery.

Little did Fang Qihong know, his mind was filled with the image of Jiang Moli's slender waist and graceful back.

This woman is so alluring.

It's a pity she's already married, and her husband's family is very powerful.

Although he was a womanizer, he wasn't a brainless idiot.

He knows exactly who he can mess with and who he can't.

Two days later, Hou Yuzhu wore another newly bought burgundy wool coat to work.

Unsurprisingly, he gained popularity and envy among the group members.

Seeing that Jiang Moli was still wearing the same gray wool coat, Hou Yuzhu finally felt a sense of relief.

……

Before we knew it, it was the last day of the month, and the entire performing arts troupe was in high spirits.

The last day of each month is the day the allowance is paid.

Jiang Moli is a screenwriter, and her allowance is higher than that of ordinary cultural soldiers, at 33 yuan per month. If her script is selected or she goes out to perform with a troupe, she will receive additional subsidies.

Qian Ling was very happy to receive the allowance. "I got 37 yuan this month. Jasmine, how much did you get?"

"I have 24.2 yuan."

In those days, a graded wage system was in place.

Seniority and professional titles are publicly determined, and the salaries of employees at the same level in the same unit are basically the same, so there is no need to keep income confidential.

Qian Ling comforted her, "That's not bad either. You've only been in the troupe for a short time. Once you achieve something, your income will be higher than mine."

Jiang Moli's goal is to become a billionaire; she really doesn't care about these paltry sums.

He put his arm around Qian Ling's shoulder and said, "Are you free tonight? I'll treat you to something delicious!"

Before Qian Ling could respond, Hou Yuzhu's mocking voice rang out from behind her: "Oh, Comrade Jiang is treating us to a meal, but what's the point of just treating Qian Ling? If you're going to treat us, you should treat the whole group."

Jiang Moli turned around and smiled: "It's nothing to treat you to a meal. Wait for me to save up more money and I'll buy you a bicycle."

Hou Yuzhu snorted, "Just kidding, look how nervous you are. You shouldn't be so petty, it makes people feel disgusted."

"If you hadn't said you were joking, I would have thought you were ill-mannered. Since you're so generous, how about you treat everyone to a meal at a restaurant tonight?"