"I’m the one who postponed our wedding. He’s the one who’s eager to get married. My boyfriend loves so much, you don’t need to worry about it."
"Goodness , miss, you’re really talking big! If your boyfriend really loves you that much, would you be so lonely you have to bother a stranger like with your heartaches in the wee hours of the morning?"
It was a slap in the face.
Yan Xixi blushed out of anger and embarrassnt, feeling even worse than when she was verbally attacked by Wan Donglin.
What the hell is going on with the world? Why are all these n so sharp-tongued?
He said bluntly, "Miss, just admit it. You don’t feel secure at all! You’re always afraid of loss. Deep down, you don’t think you’re worthy of that ’tall, rich, handso’ guy, and you can’t find any way to please his mother. Whether you get married or not, and when you get married, is not up to you. In your eyes, him marrying you would be a great favor, wouldn’t it?"
"..."
"Isn’t the very fact that you want to buy your own house the best proof? What’s the point of a woman who is truly in love and absolutely confident in her marriage finding her own place? Are you not simply afraid of being kicked out one day? HAHAHA, won are so hypocritical, refusing to admit the reality and instead liking to imrse themselves in wishful thinking..."
Yan Xixi, for once, was rendered speechless. That’s right, Huang Xiaojue hasn’t talked about marriage lately—especially since I ssed with Wang Xiaohao, a subtle distance has ford between us. Although we still contact each other every day, I can’t pinpoint the strange feeling, as if a barrier has been erected between us.
"Miss, let give you so advice. If you don’t let go when you need to, you’ll end up in a ss. That ’tall, rich, handso’ guy isn’t soone you can rely on for life. It’s pointless to keep dragging this on. You’re 28 now, right? In the blink of an eye, you’ll be 30. Do you know the worth of a 30-year-old woman in the marriage market? Even on a blind date, as soon as n who are even slightly well-off hear that you’re 30, they won’t even want to et you. Believe it or not?"
Yan Xixi was at a loss for words, her anger unabated. In the end, she simply turned off her phone.
She lay back down heavily but couldn’t close her eyes. It felt like a heavy blow right on her ribs, so painful that she couldn’t speak.
Minister of Evil, she thought. This is what they call a Minister of Evil—the most terrible thing is inciting discord. If soone keeps forcing an opinion on you, you will definitely be influenced in the end. That scumbag is just such a Minister of Evil. But I know what he said is largely true. From the ti I reunited with Xiaojue, until his mother flew into a rage, it really was our honeymoon period. No matter how busy or tired Xiaojue was, he would send several texts or call every day. He even used to send a ssage around eleven o’clock at night, even if it was just a joke. But those eleven o’clock midnight greetings slowly decreased in frequency, and then, they disappeared completely.
Is this the rhythm of falling out of love? At least, not as loving as before? Or, is it that after being together for a long ti, things beco routine, and there’s no need to expect a man to constantly shower you with sweet words? That would be exhausting too, wouldn’t it?
When Zhou Ting hurried ho after receiving the call, she saw her father’s study door tightly closed. After a while, the door opened and two people hurriedly left. Zhou Ting recognized that they were both of her father’s trusted subordinates, with a very close relationship with the Zhou family.
She slowly walked into the room to see Old Zhou sitting on the big chair, looking exhausted, his hand pressing at his temples.
In a low voice, she said, "Dad..."
Old Zhou slowly opened his eyes. "The matter with the Wan family hasn’t been resolved yet. I’ve been too busy lately and I don’t want any complications."
Zhou Ting hesitated slightly, "Dad, I think there’s no need for us to intervene."
"Tingting, what do you an?"
Zhou Ting recounted the matter with Wang Xiaohao. Old Zhou sat up, "It was really done by Yan Xixi?"
"It must be her. At first, I wasn’t sure it was Yan Xixi. But after this incident happened, I investigated and found out that Wang Xiaohao had been harassing Yan Xixi multiple tis. Moreover, before the incident, I noticed that the two of them had a long talk on the terrace. So, this happened that sa night..."
Old Zhou started laughing, "Since that’s the case, why not use this to our advantage? Tingting, you don’t need to worry about this. I will handle it carefully."
Zhou Ting was still a bit uneasy. "Dad, won’t we completely enrage Wan Donglin by doing this?"
Instead of answering, Old Zhou played a video. Zhou Ting looked over to see a news report. The anchor said, "The Wan family sold a large proportion of their shares for cash yesterday and made a large-scale investnt in European livelihood industries. So far, their dostic industries make up less than 10% of the group’s business..."
Old Zhou said calmly, "Liu Daqing has already started to undermine our assets. She sold the stock of our two families’ monopoly enterprises..."
Zhou Ting was greatly surprised. If Liu Daqing was bold enough to sell core industries that were so profitable, wasn’t it clear that she was cutting ties with the Zhou family? From her previous evasions to her current clear stand, Liu Daqing was really too treacherous.
"Clearly, Liu Daqing has made her choice. She is distancing herself from everyone on the surface, but in reality, she is abandoning us. We now have no way to retreat. Yan Xixi is only the first step. At the critical mont, even if it is Wan Donglin..."
Old Zhou’s eyes filled with danger, and he didn’t elaborate.
Zhou Ting was shocked and didn’t dare to ask further.
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