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After watching Ye Wenyu finish eating, Zhang Susu cleared the table and said, "What happened? Why did his wife suddenly appear and hit you? Tell me now."

Ye Wenyu then told him about how Lin Tingfeng wanted a divorce, and how his wife might disagree, so he blocked her path and hit her.

The sun was shining brightly, and its rays felt like a warm quilt on her skin. As Ye Wenyu spoke, her mood improved compared to yesterday.

Zhang Susu was stunned for a moment, all her attention drawn to the words "planning to get a divorce".

So after Ye Wenyu finished speaking, Zhang Susu asked her in return, "You mean he's planning to get a divorce?"

Ye Wenyu nodded. There was an unusual light in her mother's eyes, like stars, which looked very strange.

Zhang Susu hurriedly walked up to her, took her daughter's hand, and said to her with utmost seriousness, "Then you must go back right now and don't argue with him." Her tone was even somewhat cheerful, and her expression was as if she had won the grand prize.

Looking at her daughter, she sighed inwardly, "Just when you think you've reached the end of the road, a new path opens up!"

Ye Wenyu was stunned.

Zhang Susu panicked and analyzed for her daughter, "He's willing to divorce his wife for you, so he must have told his wife. That's why his wife got angry and came to hit you. This proves that he really wants to divorce his wife!"

The sunlight grew brighter and brighter, making the few pieces of furniture in the house sparkle, and the flowers in the vase on the dining table were also very fragrant and beautiful.

Zhang Susu was in a very good mood at this moment.

Ye Wenyu blinked; this did indeed seem reasonable. Looking at the problem from a different angle seemed to lead to a different answer.

As if injected with stimulants, Zhang Susu continued to speak to her daughter in a cheerful tone: "I originally planned to tell you to leave him, but I didn't expect him to be so devoted to you! He's actually willing to marry you! He's such a rich, powerful, and influential person, yet he's willing to divorce his wife and marry you! So why did you foolishly run away? Go back quickly! Apologize to him, and cherish this opportunity. He loves you. The two of you shouldn't argue or fight anymore."

Ye Wenyu looked up at Zhang Susu, puzzled, and called out, "Mom—"

Zhang Susu, like a whirlwind, pulled her suitcase out of the room and said to her, "Hurry up and leave! Are you stupid? You're not going to seize such a good opportunity. Do you really think you can live a better life than you are now if you leave him? Sometimes, in life, choices are more important than efforts!"

Ye Wenyu remained standing there like a fool, her face full of confusion.

Is choice more important than effort? If you're going in the wrong direction, the harder you work, the further you get from your goal? It seems that's true. My mother has lived a whole life and has far more life experience than I do.

To force her daughter to leave, Zhang Susu had to reveal the harsh reality: "Let me tell you, I can't keep you here for many more days! Your two younger brothers are temporarily living at school, but they'll come back later. Besides, they're getting married and having children, and your stepfather and I can't afford to buy them a house. Houses are incredibly expensive these days; we couldn't afford one even if we worked for ten lifetimes. Sigh, I don't know how we'll survive in the future. Go quickly, don't miss out on a good man!"

Ye Wenyu was pushed out of the room by her mother. Her mother's words, "The choices you make in life are more important than your efforts," echoed in her ears.

Zhang Susu waved her hand and then closed the door in a seemingly heartless manner, leaving Ye Wenyu stunned.

But she did go back.

An hour later, Ye Wenyu returned to her and Lin Tingfeng's home, took out her key, and opened the door. She felt a mix of nervousness, trepidation, and shame. She assumed he wouldn't be home; as a workaholic, he would be at the company at this hour. However, when she entered the room, she found him standing in the living room, looking at her.

Returning to Lin Tingfeng's home from his mother's cramped apartment felt like stepping from a slum into a wealthy neighborhood. There were elaborate and beautiful crystal chandeliers, luxurious wallpaper, solid wood furniture, and gleaming mahogany floors. The study was filled with rows of books and a piano. The kitchen was always stocked with snacks, yogurt, and fruit. Fresh flowers graced the living room year-round, and the rooms were always impeccably clean and comfortable.

Ye Wenyu felt relaxed and comfortable; she still cherished this home dearly. She wished she had earned this house through her own hard work and struggle.

She dared not meet Lin Tingfeng's eyes, but she did see him. He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn when he came home yesterday, wrinkled like pickled vegetables. His eyes were red, and he had a mustache around his mouth. His once bright phoenix eyes were now like panda eyes, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well all night. It seemed that he had spent the night on the sofa.

They must have heard the door lock click, which is why they rushed from the living room to the dining room.

Besides him, the only other person who could open the door with the key was her.

He didn't speak, but looked at her, his eyes showing both joy and nervousness.

Ye Wenyu's face flushed, and she didn't dare to look up at him. She lowered her head, pulled her suitcase past him, put the suitcase back in the dressing room, changed into some clothes for going out, put on her backpack, and walked back to the living room. He was still standing there, but now he had a slight smile on his face and his eyes were warm.

The air wasn't as heavy as it was last night.

He knew she had come back on her own initiative.

His lips moved, as if he had something to say to her. He gazed at her, as if waiting for her to speak. In any case, she could sense his joy.

My blood is rushing to my head, and now it seems even my ears are turning completely red.

The lilies in the living room were in full bloom, and a gentle breeze caused the velvet curtains to sway slightly, filling the room with a wonderful fragrance.

Ye Wenyu felt a little embarrassed. She cleared her throat, looked at the door, and said to Lin Tingfeng, "I have class today, so I'm going to school."

Lin Tingfeng nodded, and quickly added, "You stay at school tonight, I'll come pick you up and take you home when I'm done with my work."

Ye Wenyu was stunned and looked at him. A warm feeling welled up in her heart. He was too busy and rarely picked her up from school in the evening. But he decided to do this today because he didn't want to see the incident of her being beaten yesterday happen again.

He was still worried about her and cared about her.

Looking at him, Ye Wenyu suddenly felt like an immature child, only able to get angry and run away when faced with problems. If the two of them could sit down and communicate to discuss solutions, perhaps many tragedies could be avoided. Therefore, she said to him guiltily, "I'm sorry about last night!"

Lin Tingfeng was stunned. In an instant, he felt a lump in his throat and a surge of warmth in his heart. He stepped forward, reached out, and hugged her tightly. As he lowered his head to kiss her hair, his eyes reddened. He choked out, "Silly girl, if anyone should apologize, it's me, not you!" He reached out and touched her wound with trembling hands.

Despite all his calculations, he never imagined that that damned woman would have the audacity to hurt the woman he loved most.

It was because he hadn't thought things through and hadn't protected the girl he loved.