Jiang Wan woke up to find herself transmigrated into an old-fashioned overbearing CEO novel she had read before.
The original host in the book was an eighteenth-tier celebrity in the entertai...
Jiang Wan smiled:
“Why should I please everyone?”
Li Meifeng spoke as a matter of course:
"After all, you don't make any money, so you have to rely on your husband for support. Isn't that what you should do? Since you don't have the ability, you can just enjoy yourself at home and don't have to do anything."
Jiang Wan thought this was a bit ridiculous:
"Doing all the housework, being filial to parents, and educating children is what you consider a blessing? Do you want this blessing? If you like it, then enjoy it as much as you can."
Li Meifeng said in confusion:
"Isn't that how it all works? Isn't that how women live their lives? Find a man to marry, take care of the family, and be filial to their parents-in-law."
Jiang Wan was speechless after hearing this, and netizens on the barrage were also angry.
[Haha, enjoy happiness, I won’t be able to enjoy even a little bit of this happiness in my lifetime.]
I'm a stay-at-home mom and looking for a job now. It's really hard to ask for money. Now I know what it means to live under someone else's roof.
[Wake up! It's the 21st century. Find a man and marry him! This is the most insulting thing I've ever heard.]
[I can't really say anything. It all depends on whether the man is capable. My wife is a stay-at-home mom, but I understand her hard work. Raising children is no easier for her than my job.]
[It's impossible for a stay-at-home mom to do this. I have hands and feet and can earn my own money. In the beginning, I was the one who supported you, and in the end, it became you who supported me.]
"Are you happy in that kind of life? As a woman, you have to define womanhood arbitrarily. How pathetic."
Jiang Wan shook her head helplessly, this damned old and deeply rooted idea.