Is Chapter 107 really that simple?

Ye Qingning didn't quite understand, but felt that she was talking about her mental age, so she sighed slightly: "Don't be so pessimistic, your future is quite bright."

Lin Feiyan will absolutely spoil you and make you the happiest little princess in the world.

At this point, Jian Yan's gaze sharpened: "I know that you and Mr. Lin are actually husband and wife, but why did you tell me that you are employer and chef?"

Ye Qingning was taken aback: "How did you know?"

Jian Yan didn't answer directly, but only asked, "Can you tell me why? Also, what did you mean when you said someone was waiting for me to save them?"

Ye Qingning scratched her head: "You remember all of that?"

"I have asked you two questions. If you do not wish to answer both, you may choose one and tell me the answer."

Jian Yan, who was in sight, still looked as gentle and obedient as ever, but her eyes were firm and deep, which was somewhat inconsistent with her appearance.

After a moment's consideration, Ye Qingning emphasized, "Mr. Lin and I are indeed husband and wife, but only in name. In reality, I am just a cook at the Lin residence, responsible for Mr. Lin's three meals a day. Apart from that, we have no relationship whatsoever!"

She paused for a moment, then said, "I can also tell you the answer to the second question. I just said it casually, hoping that you could give up the idea of ​​suicide."

"How about I cook you a meal?" Jian Yan asked again, "Did you know back then that you were going to fall from the building?"

"I need to give you a reason to give up, right? Cooking a meal is simple and easy to do." Ye Qingning shrugged: "It turns out my method works, it really saved you."

Jian Yan's eyes were fixed on Ye Qingning's face, but he found that every word she spoke seemed to come from the bottom of her heart.

"Is it that simple?" she asked.

Ye Qingning nodded: "That's right, what else? How complicated do you think it is?"

Just then, the aunt brought the wontons to the table, and the two temporarily stopped talking.

Ye Qingning secretly wiped the sweat from her forehead. Jian Yan looked like a gentle and easygoing girl, but she never expected her to be so aggressive.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and acted well; otherwise, she probably wouldn't have been able to explain herself today.

However, she decided to explain regarding Jian Yan's suspicions about her relationship with Lin Feiyan.

As the two left the shop and walked towards the school, Ye Qingning took the initiative to say, "Actually, I've always wanted to divorce Mr. Lin, but I just haven't found the opportunity yet..."

"Divorce?" Jian Yan tilted her head and looked at her. "Why?"

“There’s no real affection between us, forcing us to be together wouldn’t be good for either of us.” Ye Qingning smiled at her, “Mr. Lin probably likes girls like you.”

Jian Yan looked away, lowered her eyes, and smiled: "You're wrong. There's never been a standard for what kind of woman a man likes. Even if there used to be, those standards become meaningless when he meets the right person."

Ye Qingning scratched her head, wondering why she couldn't understand a word of reasoning when people tried to explain things to her...

After dropping Jian Yan off at the school gate, the two said goodbye. Ye Qingning then took a taxi straight to the Ye residence. She had come out today to register for the film academy, and naturally, she needed to raise enough tuition fees beforehand.

Regardless of her future fate, she intends to fight according to her own ideas.

What if we win?

Coincidentally, neither Ye Huaiyuan nor Zhou Yuan were home, so Ye Qingning easily obtained the bag and jewelry and took a taxi directly to the pawn shop.

The assessor who received Ye Qingning was the same one as last time. He noticed her expression change and left after the assessment, making an excuse that he needed to discuss something with his superiors.

Five minutes later, Lin Feiyan, who was at the branch office, received a message from Ye Qingning that she had gone to pawn her bag.