TVSFPAG -Chapter 27 What a Wasteful Man

Chu Jinhan was slightly taken aback by this question. The light in his eyes grew even deeper under the illumination.

After a moment of silence, he looked away and said calmly, “Living like this… what is there to smile about?”

Song Yunfei opened her mouth but suddenly couldn’t find the words.

The hand holding the cotton swab tightened slightly. A strong impulse surged within her, but she quickly suppressed it.

She couldn’t joke with her life.

If she hadn’t read in the novel how cruel he became after regaining his memory, she might have softened and told him the truth.

Right now, he was not the real Chu Jinhan.

Song Yunfei lowered her head and continued cleaning his wound, saying, “Things will get better. Isn’t there a saying—don’t ignore present happiness because of future worries?”

“Besides, don’t you still have me? No matter what happens, I’ll stay with you.”

Song Yunfei felt quite guilty saying this, along with a deep sense of moral unease.

If it weren’t because of her, his life might be much better now.

She felt like a trafficker—having “sold” someone, yet still coaxing them into helping her count the money.

Chu Jinhan looked at her with lowered eyes but didn’t respond. The room fell silent again.

Song Yunfei quickly finished treating his wound, then stood up and went to the kitchen to make instant noodles.

Dinner couldn’t be cooked that night, so they had to make do with instant noodles.

The two of them sat on the sofa, each holding a cup of noodles.

Looking at the empty wall ahead, Song Yunfei sighed, “It would be nice to have a TV. Every time I sit here, it feels like something is missing.”

Chu Jinhan glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze and continued eating his noodles.

The next day, the weather cleared up.

After the rain last night, the morning wasn’t as hot. Song Yunfei left home early.

After calling and “disturbing” a bunch of people, she received a call in the afternoon near the end of work.

“Hello, is this Song Yunfei?”

Thinking it was a client, Song Yunfei replied enthusiastically, “Yes, this is me. Are you looking to buy a house?”

The other party chuckled twice. “I’m here to install an appliance at your place. When would you be available?”

“Appliance?” Song Yunfei was shocked. She didn’t remember buying any appliances and quickly asked, “What appliance is it?”

The person replied, “A television.”

Song Yunfei’s heart stirred as she suddenly remembered what she had casually said the night before.

Without confirming a time, she asked, “How much was it? Can it be returned?”

“I’m just the delivery person. I don’t know the price. If you want to return it, you’ll have to contact the seller.”

“Alright.”

Song Yunfei hung up, then went to the restroom and called Chu Jinhan.

It had been a long time since she had called him during working hours.

Seeing her caller ID, Chu Jinhan paused for a moment, but then, as if realizing something, he casually answered the call.

Song Yunfei asked, “Did you buy that TV?”

“Mm. Has it already been delivered?”

“No—why did you buy a TV? How much did it cost? Where did you get the money?”

Song Yunfei fired off a barrage of questions. Chu Jinhan only answered the first one: “I’ll be going to Huai City this weekend for an exhibition. You can watch TV at home so you won’t be bored.”

Song Yunfei said, “What TV am I supposed to watch? I’m taking Mr. Zhao to look at houses on Saturday. Hurry up and return it—don’t waste money like that.”

There was a two-second silence on the other end before Chu Jinhan’s voice came again: “It can’t be returned.”

Song Yunfei grew anxious. “How can it not be returned? It hasn’t even been unboxed yet. Talk to the seller!”

“It’s a discounted sample unit. Special price. No returns or exchanges.”

Song Yunfei didn’t know what to say anymore.

Chu Jinhan added, “I’m still in a meeting. I’ll be working overtime tonight. Go home early.”

Song Yunfei looked at the hung-up call and silently grumbled in her heart: What a wasteful man.

But… where did he get the money?

Wasn’t his salary card in her possession?

After hanging up, Chu Jinhan looked up and saw Mr. He staring at him with a speechless expression.

Mr. He couldn’t hold it in anymore. “You asked for an advance on your salary just to buy a TV for your girlfriend?”

Chu Jinhan replied, “And an air conditioner and a washing machine.”

“…You!” Mr. He’s mouth twitched repeatedly. “I only approved the advance because I thought you were reliable.”

But hearing him admit it so honestly nearly made Mr. He spit blood in frustration.

Song Yunfei also left work early that day. Before leaving, she confirmed the delivery time with the appliance delivery team so they would arrive just as she got home.

Since returns weren’t possible, what else could she do? She might as well install them.

When she returned home, the delivery team was already at her doorstep—two men who had arrived about five minutes earlier than her.

She opened the door and let them in to install the TV.

Then she contacted the landlord again to ask when the person repairing the water pipe would arrive.

The landlord gave her a contact number, and Song Yunfei reached out to the repairman herself.

After finishing her conversation with the plumber, another call came in.

“Is this Song Yunfei? I’m delivering an appliance. Are you home right now?”

Song Yunfei turned and glanced at the people still installing the TV, then asked in confusion, “What appliance?”

“An air conditioner.”

She was completely stunned. “Is this also a discounted sample item?”

The other party replied without hesitation, “Yes. No returns.”

Song Yunfei’s lips twitched. How did they already know she wanted to return it? They were practically answering for her.

It must have been arranged by Chu Jinhan. This man… really left her unsure of what to do.

After a brief moment of thought, she said into the phone, “I’m home right now. You can deliver it directly.”

Since Chu Jinhan had already bought it, there was no need for her to nitpick further. After all, it was his kind intention.

If this could make him feel better, then so be it.

Just as the TV was finished being installed, the air conditioner delivery arrived—also two people.

Not long after, she received another call—this time the washing machine was on its way.

Song Yunfei had already gone numb to it and told them to deliver it directly.

Half an hour later, there were five big men in her home.

Four were installing appliances, and one was repairing the water pipe.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand, watching them work.

Her mood became increasingly complicated.

At first, in her eyes, Chu Jinhan was just a familiar stranger.

But gradually, she felt that he was slowly and subtly permeating her life, bit by bit.

Not to mention the original owner couldn’t handle it—she herself was starting to feel overwhelmed.

Since childhood, Song Yunfei had never encountered a man like him.

Lost in thought, she didn’t even notice when the workers finished and left.

By the time she came back to her senses, it was already completely dark outside.

She picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the TV.

Once the TV came on, the sound immediately filled the room, giving it a sense of warmth and life.

She then threw yesterday’s clothes into the washing machine and turned on the air conditioner.

The house now felt even more like a home—warm, comforting, and reassuring.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, quietly listening to the sound of the washing machine spinning, accompanied by the TV in the background.

For a moment, Song Yunfei felt as if she had returned to the time when her parents were still around.

She would be lying on the table doing homework, the TV playing nearby, the washing machine spinning on the balcony, her mother cooking in the kitchen, and her father tidying up the house.

But once the illusion faded, only endless loneliness and darkness remained.

The false liveliness only made the room feel even quieter by contrast.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand how Chu Jinhan felt.

In an unfamiliar place, without family or friends, without a past—only blank memories and loneliness.

The only person by his side was someone he disliked.

Hating each other, yet forced to rely on one another, trapped in mutual torment and unable to separate.