Chapter 1 — Only 8 Currency left in Card

Husband's salary is 1,800,000 Yuan (about 6.5 billion) a year, but only leaves me 8 Yuan (about 29 thousand) in the card? I Fly Directly to Germany At Night, He Just Knows He's Afraid of Being Married for Three Years. House loan, car loan, electricity and gas bills... all are borne by me alone. My husband has an annual salary of up to 1,800,000 yuan (about 6.5 billion), but he doesn't keep a single penny, all of it is transferred to his mother-in-law to "invest for help". Until that day, I opened my partnership card to check. The balance inside is only correct... 8 yuan (about 29 thousand). I laughed coldly, raised my head and asked him:

“Are you leaving me exactly this much?”

He spoke again, full of reason:

"My mother knows how to manage finances, leaving money with her is the most secure. Besides, you earn your own money, so why bother?"

I don't say anything more. Silently signed a long-term work contract in Germany, turned off the computer and left that night. Four days later, I landed at the hotel and turned on my phone. 59 missed calls. 129 messages poured in like a bomb exploding. The mother-in-law was hospitalized and no one paid the hospital fees. Home loan is overdue. Debt collectors come directly to your door. He almost went crazy, calling and crying:

“Why do I only have 8 yuan left in my card?!”

I leaned against the hotel window, smiling slightly.

“Go ask his mother.”

“Aren't you very good at managing finances?”

“Next one!”

I placed each carton of milk, bread and eggs in the cart on the checkout counter. Finally, conveniently grab an extra box of painkillers from the shelf. Head hurts like it's about to split. Last night I argued with Chu Thoi Uyen again. It's still about money.

“Total 128.6 yuan.”

The cashier reads very quickly. I opened the payment code on my phone. The machine makes a short sound. The atmosphere was silent for two seconds.

“Can you change to another payment method?”

The cashier looked up at me.

“This code cannot be used.”

I reopened the linked partnership card, clicked refresh and then passed it over again. Still the same sound. The cashier frowned and his voice became louder:

“Not enough balance!”

People behind started to look over. One aunt even smacked her lips. My face immediately became hot. No way. This is my only salary card. Last week I just received 30,000 yuan. This month's home loan and car loan have not been deducted yet. I stepped aside, giving room to the person behind me. Trembling fingers opened the banking app. Check balance. A series of numbers appeared clearly before my eyes. Not eighty thousand. Not eight thousand. Which is eight coins. I stared at that number, my eyes suddenly stinging. The phone vibrates. Chu Thoi Uyen sent a message.

"Wife, my mother just found an investment package with 8% annual profit, guaranteed no loss. I transferred the money to her, and at the end of the year I will give you a big surprise."

There is also a proud icon on the back. What a surprise. I turned off the chat box and opened the transfer history. Each line of transactions appeared to the point that it sent chills down one's spine. 100,000 yuan. The largest amount… 1,800,000 yuan. Transfer time is three o'clock in the morning. The time when I sleep the best. He used my money to give me a "surprise". For the past three years, his annual salary has been 1,800,000 yuan, but he has never given me a dime. He always said his mother was a longtime accountant and was extremely good at financial management. The money in her place is even safer send to bank. This family's home loan lasts thirty years, 22,000 yuan per month. Car loan, 8,000 yuan per month. Management fees, electricity, water and gas, all living expenses in the house. All payments are made from my card. I used to think… He trusted me. I used to think… We are husband and wife. Looking back now, I was nothing more than a money spinner. A free debt auto-pay app. I stood in front of the supermarket. The night wind blew coldly. Head doesn't hurt anymore. It's just that inside, it feels like something just broke. I went back to the supermarket. Use the last remaining eight yuan to buy two meat buns. The cake has just finished steaming, still steaming. I eat slowly. Then one more. After eating, my stomach finally felt a little warm. I wiped the corner of my mouth, took out my phone and called my assistant.

“Little King, the work project in Germany… I accept.”

"Miss Hua, are you sure? That project lasted eight months, more..."

“I'm sure.”

I interrupted her.

"Immediately sign the contract for me and send it via email. Book flight tickets as soon as possible."

“But what about your husband…”

“I don't have a husband.”

I hung up. When he returned home, Chu Thoi Uyen had not returned yet. The house is still the same as when I left. I don't turn on the light. In the dark, I turned on the computer and signed the electronic contract. I started unlinking. Alipay, unlink. WeChat, unlink. Automatic payment of rent, cancellation. Automatic payment of car fare, cancellation. I cut out all the payment channels related to that partnership card, one by one. Finally, I looked at the card in my wallet. Laughed softly. I pulled it out and threw it on the coffee table in the most visible place in the living room. Next to it is a signed divorce petition. I only brought my passport and a few changes of clothes. The moment of zipping up the suitcase. I breathed a long sigh. Power off the phone. The whole world... It's finally quiet.