When I went home for Chinese New Year, I spent a million times more money on my foreign wife.

Zhao Ya covered her swollen cheek, tears welling up in her eyes.

She looked at Li Kai, who was usually so arrogant, now bowing down like a lapdog, and then at Chen Yang, who was sitting on the heated kang and casually using his million-dollar handbag as a trash can.

That slap seemed to open up her meridians.

She shoved Li Kai away abruptly, ignoring the slap mark on her face, and took a few steps to Chen Yang, putting on the professional fake smile she had honed in the nightclub.

"Brother Chen, I knew you were low-key." Zhao Ya's body went limp, and she leaned against Chen Yang's arm. She also subtly pulled down her collar, revealing a patch of white skin.

She completely ignored Katyusha sitting next to her, her voice so sweet it could melt your heart: "Actually, I've thought for a long time that you're much better than Li Kai, really. I even secretly had a crush on you back then and gave you gifts, I don't know if you received them."

Chen Yang almost dropped the pine nut he had just peeled.

He leaned back, avoiding Zhao Ya's outstretched hand, as if avoiding some source of infection: "No, please don't. When I was in school, I only loved studying, we weren't close."

"Hey Chen, look at you, you still hold a grudge." Zhao Ya persisted, leaning forward and trying to launch another attack with her ample bosom.

"I was immature before, but now I understand. When looking for a man, I need someone with substance like you. I've had enough of nouveau riche like Li Kai..."

Click.

A sharp crack interrupted Zhao Ya's heartfelt confession.

Katyusha crushed the walnut in her hand.

Those once calm blue eyes narrowed dangerously at that moment.

In the dictionary of the Russian people, this act of snatching a spouse outright is not only a provocation, but also a direct declaration of war.

"Chen, what does she want to do?" Katyusha tilted her head and pointed at Zhao Ya's nose, which was almost touching Chen Yang's face. Although she used a question, her tone already contained the chill of Siberia.

"I guess I wanted to show you what shamelessness is." Chen Yang shrugged and moved aside to give his wife more room to show off.

Before Zhao Ya could react, she felt a tightness on the back of her neck.

Katyusha stood up, her slender fingers precisely gripping the back of Zhao Ya's counterfeit coat, lifting the over 100-pound Zhao Ya off the ground with one hand, as if she were carrying a disobedient little chick.

"Ah! What are you doing! Let me go!" Zhao Ya flailed her legs in mid-air, her scream piercing.

Katyusha ignored the noise in her hands and strode to the door in a few steps.

She freed one hand and with a "whoosh" pulled open the heavy curtain, letting in the howling wind and snowflakes.

"1, 2, 3... Let's go!"

Katyusha swung her arm with a motion as fluid as if she were throwing away a bag of trash.

"ah--!"

Zhao Ya traced an ungraceful parabola and landed precisely in the large snowdrift in the center of the yard that hadn't been cleared yet.

"Thump!"

Snowflakes splashed everywhere, and the world became peaceful.

The snowdrift was over a meter deep. Although it wouldn't hurt anyone, the exhilarating feeling of minus thirty degrees Celsius was unforgettable.

Chen Yangchong's wife gave a thumbs up: "My wife is amazing."

Katyusha clapped her hands, glanced disdainfully at the hand that had just grabbed Zhao Ya, and turned to go to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Li Kai, who was left inside, was trembling with fear, afraid that he would be the next one to be thrown out.

In order to protect himself, he had to immediately distance himself from the situation.

"Mr. Chen! I don't know this woman!" Li Kai wiped the cold sweat from his brow, speaking rapidly, afraid that if he hesitated even a second, the terrifying couple would throw him into the snowdrift.

"She's just a gold digger and a fake socialite! Seriously, she's always in that group chat, sharing afternoon tea with twenty other people and taking photos in one afternoon!"

Chen Yang became interested and raised an eyebrow, asking, "I've heard of sharing afternoon tea, but is this counterfeit bag also shared?"

"The bag belongs to someone else! Don't even mention the bag," Li Kai, desperate to survive, whispered a bombshell, "the stockings she's wearing were bought by sharing with four other people! They're probably hand-me-downs from the previous owners, unwashed!"

"puff--"

Chen Yue, who was drinking water, spat it out and coughed violently.

Chen Yang also looked disgusted and waved his hand, "Alright, alright, get lost. Don't let your girlfriend who's been sharing an order freeze to death in my yard, it's bad luck."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll get going right now!"

Li Kai felt like he had been granted a pardon. He even grabbed the car keys from the coffee table twice before finally picking them up and rushing out the door in a panic.

In the courtyard, Zhao Ya had just pulled herself out of the snowdrift, her lips were purple from the cold, and her head and face were covered in snow.

Li Kai didn't dare linger. He shoved Zhao Ya into the passenger seat, and the Audi A4 slipped on the snow, fleeing Kaoshantun in a sorry state.

The room regained its warmth and tranquility.

Chen Yue leaned against the windowsill and watched for a while until the taillights disappeared before turning around and staring at the Himalayan crocodile skin bag that was still filled with sunflower seed shells with complicated emotions.

The scene just now was so shocking that her worldview is still being rebuilt.

"Brother..." Chen Yue swallowed hard, pointing at the bag, "This thing...is it really that expensive? That fat guy said it's worth a house?"

Chen Yang handed the last peeled pine nut to Katyusha, who had just returned after washing her hands. Without even glancing at the bag, he chuckled, "That's because they're unsophisticated. This thing is just a bag for carrying things. If you like, you can take it to carry your books?"

Chen Yue waved her hands repeatedly in fright: "No! I wouldn't dare carry a house to class. I'd be heartbroken if I bumped into it or got hurt."

"You're so promising." Chen Yang smiled and ruffled his sister's hair. "Tomorrow I'll take you to the county town. We won't buy these old-fashioned brands. I'll take you to buy some bags that are suitable for young girls, really."

Chen Yue's eyes lit up, her disgust from the awful relatives and bizarre classmates vanishing instantly. She clung to Chen Yang's arm and said sweetly, "Brother, can I order food? I want to eat at that new seafood buffet tomorrow!"

"Granted." Chen Yang waved his hand. "Enough for everyone."

Katyusha sat beside him, munching on pine nuts, and asked疑惑地问道, "Chen, why did that woman try to take you from me? Did she have her eye on our goose?"

Chen Yang laughed uncontrollably and pinched his wife's cheek: "Yes, she just wants to steal our goose and stew it."

Katyusha suddenly realized, then glanced warily out the window: "That won't do. Only I can eat the goose. Tomorrow I'll stew the one outside too!"

Outside the window, in the goose pen, the last remaining goose suddenly sneezed and buried its head deep into its wing.