"It's true that women are forced to be housewives by life, but they can't be constantly tied down by life, working tirelessly like a maid every day. Think about it, what do men like most in women? It must be that they can handle both housework and the kitchen. If they don't ask for money, that's even better."

"So, I don't sympathize with women who end up getting divorced. If they have any backbone, they should make themselves strong, take care of the family, and earn money. As long as they have these abilities, what right do men have to look down on you?"

She talked non-stop like a machine gun, and although her words were sharp, every word made sense.

Xia Zhichu suddenly understood how to help Liu Jiajia.

She interrupted Chu Tiantian and said, "My dear sister, I understand. I will definitely remember your teachings and not be a slave in marriage. I will make myself beautiful and have financial autonomy."

"Okay, I'm sleepy, so I won't talk about it for now. Good night."

Without waiting for Chu Tiantian to speak, Xia Zhichu quickly cut off the video.

The first thing she did was search online for jobs that could be done at home and were suitable for pregnant women.

Many suggestions pop up on the webpage, such as the most popular video editing, full-time novel writing, and various handicrafts.

Xia Zhichu took notes carefully and planned to discuss it with Liu Jiajia after get off work tomorrow to see what she thought.

The busy schedule lasted until the early morning. Xia Zhichu was so sleepy that he fell asleep holding his phone.

The other side.

Si Mochen moved into Lei Yanchao's mountaintop villa.

The environment here is beautiful and the air is fresh, making it very suitable for vacation.

Si Mochen stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the entire night view of Jincheng, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and sipping it elegantly.

There was no light in the room, and he was bathed in darkness, blending into the night.

But those hawk-like eyes were as cold as if they were soaked in glaciers.

There was a subtle sound of a door opening behind him, and Yan Sen walked in. He reported respectfully, "President, as you expected, we were targeted as soon as we got up the mountain."

Si Mochen narrowed his eyes, raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

In fact, he had discovered it a long time ago. Not long after he left the manor, there was a car following him secretly.

If he guessed correctly, it was the old man who allowed him to do this.

"Let them keep an eye on it. If they can't find anything after a long time, they will naturally stop." Si Mochen's voice was cold. He turned around and put the wine glass on the shelf, then sat down on the sofa.

"Also, I recently sent someone to secretly protect Zhichu. I don't want her to have any accidents again!"

She was injured, and he didn't appear by her side immediately. He was incompetent to begin with. If he dragged her into these muddy ditches, he would never be able to forgive himself.

"It has been arranged, but there is one more thing."

"explain."

"Boss Lei is here, he's downstairs."

If he hadn't stopped them, they would have broken in long ago.

Si Mochen frowned. Having been brothers with Lei Yanchao for so many years, he naturally understood his temper. He was afraid that since he was staying in his house, he would come over to laugh at his mistake.

"Let him come up."

Finally, he said this.

Lei Yanchao soon walked in and saw Si Mochen sitting on the sofa drinking. He chuckled and said, "Boss, are you feeling uncomfortable in your new house? Or did you have a fight with your sister-in-law and get kicked out?"

Si Mochen didn't say anything, but poured himself another glass of red wine and looked at him coldly with raised eyebrows.

Lei Yanchao shuddered and stared at the red wine in his hand, fearing that he would get angry and spill the wine on him, ruining his newly tailor-made suit.

Thirty seconds later, the man still didn't move.

Lei Yanchao tugged at his collar, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Your wife is injured. Are you sure you don't want to go back to accompany her?"

Lei Yanchao was still confused about Si Mochen's actions.

But this brother is quite loyal. He just said it casually and Si Mochen sent him the investment contract. It turns out that money can make you do whatever you want.

"inconvenient."

It took Si Mochen a long time to utter these three words.

"What's the inconvenience? You've already got the marriage certificate, so you're husband and wife. Don't couples always make up after a quarrel? Why don't you just coax her?"

Lei Yanchao crossed his legs and prepared to pour himself a glass of wine.

He just took the bottle of red wine and took a look at it, then suddenly jumped up from the sofa, "Boss, this wine is my treasured collection, and you actually found it and drank it."

Si Mochen frowned and looked at him. It was just a bottle of wine, was it that serious?

For Lei Yanchao, of course it was a good thing, because this was the red wine brewed for him by his first love. However, before he could bear to drink it, his first love left him and went abroad.

He kept the wine hidden, but who knew that Si Mochen drank it as soon as he arrived.

Lei Yanchao felt so painful that he wanted to cry when he saw that half of the bottle of red wine was left.

Seeing that he looked like he was about to die, Si Mochen snatched the bottle of wine and took a look. He found that the wine was actually purely handmade. No wonder it tasted so special.

He was feeling a little irritable tonight, so he went for a walk in the wine cellar and unexpectedly found this bottle of good stuff.

Unexpectedly, this wine has a story.

"You can hide the wine, but you can't hide people's hearts. Just drink it. I'll have someone brew a few boxes for you someday."

Lei Yanchao looked at the bright red wine, as if he had suffered a broken heart.

Especially when Si Mochen said this, he was even more shocked.

Yes, so many years have passed. If my first love wanted to come back, she would have come back long ago. Besides, she has never contacted me since she left. Maybe she has found a new love and forgotten him.

In that case, what's the point of keeping this wine?

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