"Xiaoya, you must absolutely not tell him."
"I understand. I just feel so sorry for him; he’s suffering so much. And it’s all his mother’s fault. He doesn’t even know what’s happening."
Yan Xixi spoke in a subdued tone, "In this world, no one is going to die just because they’re no longer with soone. Rember when we broke up before? He was fine during those two years. Ironically, after breaking up with , his luck improved—he was promoted to General Manager right away. You’ll see, his luck will get even better after breaking up with this ti."
Xu Xiaoya erupted into laughter. "He’s already a General Manager. What’s his next step? CEO? The President of the country?"
"Anyway, breaking up with only brings him benefits, no harm. Looking back, I realize I couldn’t offer him anything good. On the contrary, I was just dragging him down and causing him trouble."
"Wait a minute, in what way are you not good enough for him? If you two were to break up, he’d definitely be the one at a loss."
"Didn’t you see it that day? He was having a great ti chatting and laughing with Zhou Ting."
Xu Xiaoya looked quite surprised. "When did that happen? I didn’t see that. How could Huang Xiaojue be happily chatting and laughing with Zhou Ting?"
"The day Zhou Xiaoxuan had people arrest ."
"Oh my God! I didn’t see it when I ran out. How could he be with Zhou Ting? This is just too outrageous! Has Huang Xiaojue cheated on you?"
"I don’t think he was cheating. But it was painful for to see them together. I felt that *they* were the ones who looked truly compatible."
"Really? Really? I don’t believe Zhou Ting is prettier than you. Xixi, in my eyes, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world."
Xixi was amused and smiled. "Xiaoya, in my heart, aren’t you also the most beautiful woman in the world?"
"Oh my goodness, are we just flattering each other now? However, there’s no doubt that Huang Xiaojue loves you. His mother might be horrible, but to be fair, he hasn’t done anything wrong."
"Xiaoya, don’t you understand? Huang Xiaojue and I are from two different social classes now. He’s an executive in a foreign company, a pillar of the professional world. He’s gradually mingling with people from higher circles, like Zhou Ting. And us? We’re just small-ti vendors, your standard ’underprivileged girls.’ Eventually, we’ll have nothing in common to talk about."
Xu Xiaoya chuckled at the description "small-ti vendors." But she sounded indignant, "I don’t believe Huang Xiaojue is more impressive than so Third Young Master! Hmph! Have you run out of things to talk about so soon? Is he really that great? You graduated from a top university too; you’re no less than him!"
Yan Xixi forced a smile. In this world, countless people graduate from top universities, but executives in foreign companies are a rarity. If Huang Xiaojue is steadily making his way into the prosperous middle class while I’m still at the grassroots level, doesn’t that explain why his mother has always been complaining about us being a social and economic mismatch? For example, when it cos to buying property, Huang Xiaojue can afford a villa, while I can only manage a mortgage for a one-bedroom apartnt, with a down paynt of just 100,000. That’s the difference. How could one not feel the disparity? The day I was taken away, I saw Huang Xiaojue happily chatting and laughing with Zhou Ting. If it had been any other woman, it might not have affected so much, but it *was* Zhou Ting. Perhaps, from that mont on, my heart slowly grew cold. Zhou Ting must be the ’ideal’ rich, fair, and beautiful woman his mother envisions for him. If he marries Zhou Ting, his life will truly take off. What mother-in-law wouldn’t adore a daughter-in-law like that? In contrast, what do I have? What good can I possibly bring him? Let’s not even talk about the realism of marriage; in essence, it’s just a form of asset restructuring.
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