Jiang Deng stepped forward and comforted her, "Promotion, wealth, and the death of your husband are the three greatest joys in life. You have already achieved one of them, and the other two are still waiting for you to achieve."

Zhan Ji immediately burst into laughter and said, "How can you change it like that? Others get promoted, get rich, and then their wives die."

"Since men all hope for their wives' deaths, why can't we hope for our husbands' deaths? It doesn't make sense that morality is only used to constrain women, while men can ignore morality and be constrained only by the law."

After hearing Jiang Deng's words, Zhan Ji was stunned. She seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing at all.

Jiang Deng gently stroked Zhan Ji's head. "What men want are good things. They've always been pursuing power, status, and money, but never love. It's ridiculous for a woman to brazenly say she doesn't want power, status, or money when she hasn't had them. Only when you truly possess these things will you know whether they are good or bad. Only then can you truly freely choose whether to have them or not."

Zhan Ji looked at Jiang Deng, her confident expression and bright eyes from beginning to end. She seemed to understand...

She grew up in a brothel and witnessed the sufferings of women in the world. She longed for a handsome and prestigious young man to come and save her from the dire straits. Then she finally waited for Yun Bozhong.

Only then did I realize that I had just jumped from one fire pit to another.

If she wants to climb out of the fire pit completely, it is useless to rely on others. She can only rely on herself!

A crystal teardrop slid down the corner of Zhan Ji's eye, and she finally smiled with ease, "Jiang Deng, thank you very much, I understand."