Xiaohua glanced indifferently at the bankbook on the table and said nonchalantly, "I really can't afford your money. Three years ago, I agreed to divorce you if I asked your family for 30,000 yuan, but your mother refused. Now I regret it so much. If I could just get a divorce, I would even pay 30,000 yuan myself!"
This is Xiaohua's honest opinion. She wants to slap herself for it now. See? She insisted on getting 30,000 yuan before she would agree to a divorce. Now look what happened, she doesn't want the money anymore and she won't divorce him.
“Xiaohua, that’s all in the past. Let’s not talk about it anymore. I know you haven’t forgiven me yet, but I will try my best to make you forgive me.”
When the past is mentioned, He Yan feels ashamed of his short stature and feels very sorry for her.
Xiao Hua twirled her pen, swayed her legs, and glanced at He Yan from head to toe in a nonchalant manner. She had to admit that He Yan's figure and looks were indeed top-notch, but right now her mind wasn't on male beauty. Besides, male beauty was a dangerous thing! She should think less about it.
So now she's too lazy to talk about love and romance with him, or do any of that useless stuff.
“He Yan, you’ve really misunderstood and overthought things. You don’t need to be fixated on whether I forgive you or not. I have no resentment or hatred towards you, so there’s no question of forgiveness.”
These words hurt him even more than not forgiving him.
He Yan saw what she was writing—a project proposal. Was she planning to start a business? He overheard her telling that man that he wanted to invest in her project.
He Yan didn't actually want her to start her own business. He just wanted her to finish university and find a simple, easy job near his military base, so that the three of them could live a peaceful and happy life together.
Besides, a girl doesn't need to be so tired.
"Xiaohua, do you want to start your own business? Starting a business is not as simple as you think. Besides, you are a girl, so you shouldn't start a business. I think you should just find an easy and simple job after you finish college. I think being a teacher is a good job for a girl."
He Yan tried his best to persuade her tactfully. It wasn't that he looked down on girls or thought they weren't capable of starting a business; he just felt that starting a business was an extremely difficult thing, and he couldn't bear to see Xiao Hua suffer so much. She had already suffered enough in the past three years, and he couldn't bear to let her continue to suffer.
He felt that he was capable of providing Xiaohua and their child with a comfortable life, so he didn't think Xiaohua needed to work so hard to start her own business.
Xiaohua exploded upon hearing this: "What do you mean girls should never start a business? Does the law say girls can't start businesses? Does starting a business mean your entire family will be punished? And what do you mean you think being a teacher is good for me? I don't care what you think, I care what I think!"
Good heavens, she was so angry that she blurted out her true feelings. If she had come to the 60s or 70s, she would have given up and just wanted an easy and simple job to live out her life.
But she has now arrived in the late 1980s and early 1990s. What kind of era was this? It was an era where even a pig could fly if it was in the right place at the right time. It was an era where gold was everywhere. As long as you had a brain, you could easily become a nouveau riche by doing some small business.
If she were content with an easy, simple job, earning seven or eight hundred yuan a month, why would she bother arguing with He Yan? She should just accept her fate, take Kang An, and follow He Yan to the army. She could just be his officer's wife. Why bother going to university or going out to work? She could just laze around and wait to die.
Heaven brought her to this era, so she is bound to make something of herself. She wants to become a self-made millionaire, and she wants Kang An to become a super-rich second-generation heir.
Even if He Yan is still handsome more than 20 years from now, he will probably be a pot-bellied middle-aged man and won't be worth looking at anymore.
Although she was a middle-aged woman in her forties at that time, she was rich. She could hire a bunch of handsome young men to fawn over her and sweetly call her "old baby." She wanted to experience the happiness of Elva Hsiao, so she should focus on making money, making money, making money!
Xiaohua couldn't help but secretly rejoice at the thought of how successful she would be in the future.
He Yan found it very strange that Xiao Hua was biting the pen tip, tilting her head back, and laughing with drool dripping from her mouth.
It felt like I was possessed.
"Little Flower, Little Flower, are you alright!"
Xiao Hua snapped out of her daze and even slurped her saliva. This was really something; the business hadn't even started yet, and she was already dreaming about it.
"I'm fine, you can leave. I need to write my own things. And close the door behind you."
It's so annoying that I finally got into writing these things, and then he interrupted me halfway through.
"Xiaohua, I think we should have a calm and rational talk. After all, we are still husband and wife..."
“He Yan, don’t you think I’m already annoying you enough? And next time you bring Kang An, you can take her out. As long as she’s willing, you can take her anywhere to play, as long as you can guarantee her safety.”
Xiao Hua frowned and interrupted him before he could finish speaking. Seeing that she was indeed annoyed, He Yan apologized dejectedly, "I'm sorry, I bothered you. You go ahead and do your work!"
He silently packed the things on the table into his bag, then left with the bag, closing the door behind him.
He leaned against her bedroom door, overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration. When Xiao Hua said, "He Yan, don't you really feel how annoyed I am with you?" he really didn't know what else to say.
From childhood to adulthood, he was a prodigy, an outstanding child in the eyes of others. He was good-looking, academically excellent, obedient, and followed his parents' arrangements. He steadily worked his way up to the position of regimental commander.
No one had ever treated him like this before, but Xiaohua made no attempt to hide her disgust for him.
He Yan walked dejectedly towards Kang An's playroom. He composed himself and wanted to join in his daughter's games, but he really didn't understand or know how to play with the little girl's toys. After a few tries, Kang An said to him with disgust, "Dad, you're so annoying! Can you please stop touching my things? Can you go outside? I want to play by myself."
That's blatant disdain.
It's pitiful that a wounded heart is wounded again, like a broken limb being chopped up on a chopping board.
"Kang An, do you also find Dad annoying?"
Without even thinking, Kang An said, "No, not really. Sometimes I find you annoying, and sometimes I don't. It's just that when I need you, you're not annoying, but when I don't need you, you're still around me messing up my things, and that annoys me!"
A child's unintentional remark made He Yan suddenly understand Xiao Hua's feelings. He didn't appear when Xiao Hua needed him the most, but he frequently appeared when Xiao Hua didn't need him, disrupting her life. That's why Xiao Hua was very annoyed with him!
He Yan, you deserve it!
"Honey, what should Daddy do to make Mommy not hate Daddy so much?"
Kang An packed up his sketchbook and casually said, "Then just stay away from my mom. If she can't see you, she won't find you annoying anymore!"
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