From the mont my mother died, what would it have been like if ti could restart?
Who would have paid for my mother’s burial expenses?
Huang Xiaojue would definitely have been willing to cover them, right?
Yes, even if his mother had been against it, he would certainly have paid.
And then what?
Would I have married Huang Xiaojue smoothly? And then lived a lifeti under the shadow of his mother, trembling with fear? Suppressing myself due to my feelings of inferiority, not even daring to breathe deeply? Then, having children, and finally, after ten years as a daughter-in-law, would I have beco a matriarch in my own right?
Would I have dared to raise my voice to Huang Xiaojue?
Dared to show him any disrespect?
If I hadn’t managed to marry Huang Xiaojue, wouldn’t it have been even more miserable? A nine-to-five existence, travel-worn and weary, would have been the best-case scenario. Wouldn’t I have fallen even lower?
As for sothing like Harvard University, could I have even dared to imagine it?
Successful n often complain that their won have beco outdated. They say their partners can’t keep pace with them and that they no longer share a common language, invoking the old adage "long hair, short on wisdom." But how many of them ever put in the effort to cultivate and uplift their partners?
Take Wan Donglin. He also criticizes my lack of refinent and low starting point. The difference, however, is that he’s at least willing to invest money and effort to help improve. He’s not like others who would leave you to fend for yourself, to stagnate, while constantly accusing you of lacking ambition.
She walked ho as the evening lights began to shine.
The fountain inside the residential complex was beautiful under the lights. Over a dozen streams of multi-colored water sprayed from stone-carved dragon mouths. Various expensive flowers and trees lined the quiet walkways, creating a comfortable and beautiful environnt.
She particularly enjoyed strolling in this kind of nightti scenery because she was gradually starting to feel a sense of belonging. Having a house with my na on the deed—that’s what ho feels like. You don’t need to pay rent, nor do you need to move frequently; you can stay as long as you want. Since ancient tis, housing has always been the primary concern for people in this country. Otherwise, housing prices wouldn’t have skyrocketed so ridiculously.
She walked slowly. Full and satisfied, her mood gradually began to relax.
She had just reached the entrance of her apartnt building when she stopped.
Wan Donglin stood there, grinning. "Where have you been? Why are you back so late?"
She asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"
"I sent you a ssage, and you didn’t reply. I was worried you’d taken the money and run off, so I ca specially to intercept you."
What money could I possibly run off with? Seriously. She chuckled.
His expression turned stern. "What are you laughing at? I’m warning you, reply promptly in the future. Trying to act like a big shot? I don’t fall for that."
"If you don’t fall for that, you can always block ."
"You think I wouldn’t dare block you? Don’t believe ? Just try it..."
"Hmph. You’ve already blocked several tis."
"Good that you know. Every ti, you co begging pitifully, and only then do I add you back. Miss, you should learn to appreciate your good fortune."
Too lazy to engage with him further, she opened the door and went inside.
He followed her in and extended his hand. "Hand it over."
"What?"
"The spare key."
"Why should I give it to you?"
"It’ll be more convenient if I have it. Otherwise, if I co over and you’re not ho, I’d just have to wait around foolishly."
"Don’t you know how to call ahead?"
"I’m here for an unannounced inspection. Only by catching you off guard can I keep you in line and make sure there are no other strange n in this apartnt."
She stared at him, lost for words for a mont.
He continued, "And it’s not just that! Look, you live alone. If sothing were to happen to you, who would know? Haven’t you seen the news reports? A single woman dies alone in her apartnt, undiscovered, and eventually, her body is gnawed on by dogs..."
Yan Xixi was speechless and disgruntled. "I don’t even have your house keys, so why should you have mine?"
"Here, take them!" He thrust a set of keys into her hand. "You can co check up on anyti."
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