I moved into a five-star hotel, using a card I got in college for academic purposes, which held the money I saved during my university years.
Scholarships, bonuses, commissions, and some money from tutoring side jobs.
After marriage, I no longer transferred money into it.
On one hand, to avoid confusion between pre-marital and post-marital finances.
On the other hand, because I didn't have any money.
Xing Zhao cut off all my work, and every month I could only take a meager allowance from him.
Using a tiny bit of money to maintain a household for two.
Thinking back now, there should be a few hundred thousand in the card.
I lay on the hotel's soft bed, checking the balance in my bank card.
When I saw the number, I was shocked.
Fifty million...
Since my income ceased at marriage, there's been a transfer every month.
Initially only a few thousand, later tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, the latest month being five million.