Yan Yi's most resolute resistance taught him a profound lesson.
There is no such thing as empathy in this world unless the knife is stuck in his body.
He had never felt the same way about Yan Yi before, but after Yan Yi jumped off the building, the knife really stabbed him. That knife was the one that shattered his ideals, the one that made him worry about gains and losses, and the one that made him suddenly realize that he might be about to lose everything.
He was still unrecognizable from being stabbed by many knives and was at a loss. This time, he felt the same pain.
But from now on, we can only fight against the enemy with our troops and block the water with earth.
The original sin of all this was born out of his ambition and selfishness.
The standard for a couple to divorce is a divorce certificate, while the standard for a couple to break up is just a unilateral statement of no love.
If Yan Yi had no conflict of interest with him, he would have broken up with her long before he met Qi Tan.
Yan Yi? doesn't love him.
He doesn't love Yan Yi either.
It's that simple.
The reason why he and Yan Yi were able to drag on for ten years was not because they didn't love each other.
If one of them had shown any interest in the relationship, they would have gotten married years ago.
He didn't understand before why he was always so slow in getting his marriage certificate with Yan Yi?.
Now he understood that he still cared in his heart that he didn't love her, so deep down in his heart, he was also reluctant to marry Yan Yi?.
It's just a little too late to realize it now.
Han Chi: "What about Qi Tan? His father..."
Han Chen: "I'll ask Liang Dongyan for help to see if we can get a lighter punishment. However... Qi Tan's father was also framed for reselling invoices, so we need to investigate this matter in detail."
Han Chi: "In order to deal with the Han family, these people really do everything they can."
Han Chen: "Do you know who it is?"
Han Chi: "If I knew, I wouldn't have realized it so late. Yan Jianshe has been on guard against me for a long time."
Han Chen: "Where's home?"
Han Chi: "I don't know. My dad is willing to tell my second brother everything. I don't communicate much with him."
Han Chen: "Do you think Second Brother knows?"
Han Chi: "You should ask your second brother about this."
…
The next day.
Han Chi’s statement was released.
It also marks the end of some of Han Chi's "persistence".
The weather in Dongjiang is getting warmer and the Shanghai market is heating up.
The invitations to Han Chi and Zhou Mo’s wedding were also sent out.
When Zhou Mo met Yan Yi and Tian Linlin, he hesitated.
She asked Han Chen for his opinion.
Han Chen said, "Let's send an electronic invitation. It seems inappropriate not to do so."
Zhou Mo: "I think so too."
When I was young, I didn’t realize how complicated the relationships between people were. There were only two kinds of people in a child’s world: people I like and people I don’t like. People I like are friends, and I can interact with them. People I don’t like are not friends, and I won’t interact with them.
However, in the adult world, there is no such thing as liking or disliking someone.
You don’t have time to interact with the person you like, but you have to interact with the person you don’t like even if you don’t want to. No matter if it’s out of courtesy or politeness, they won’t let you make decisions as you please.
She had clearly mentioned it to Yan Yi?. Zhou Mo always had a feeling that Yan Yi? always looked at her with a certain tenderness, as if he was looking at another beautiful self.
She is always kind and gentle to Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo was blinded by the so-called "cheating" incident. When this happened, she unconsciously labeled Yan Yi as a "bad woman" in her heart.
To the extent that Yan Yi's kindness made her doubtful and hesitant.
On the one hand, her intuition told her that Yan Yi gave her a really good feeling, on the other hand... she always reminded herself to be wary of her.
It was because of the struggle that things became like this.
In fact, there is no need at all.
Maintain basic respect and kindness towards people you don’t know.
There is no conflict between them, so there is no need to look at Yan Yi with tinted glasses.
Don’t advise others to do good unless you have experienced their suffering.
Everyone understands this principle, but not everyone can do it.
The invitation letter was sent to Yan Yi.
She replied.
She asked: Can I take Qi Tan with me?
Zhou Mo: Of course.
Yan Yi?: Thank you.
Zhou Mo handed the phone to Han Chen.
She said, "What about you? You won't think about it anymore, will you?"
Han Chen: "What are you thinking about?"
Zhou Mo: "Jealous of Qi Tan."
Han Chen said proudly, "I stopped eating a long time ago."
Zhou Mo: "I've said it before, what happened between him and me is over. The reason we could still talk to each other later was because it was in the past. We didn't feel like there was anything left between us. We parted ways peacefully. There weren't any major conflicts, and we didn't become enemies. There's no need to get so upset when talking about 'ex-boyfriend'. There's no deep hatred between us, but just because of the identity of 'ex', we become bitter and resentful."
Han Chen: "I know. If Qi Tan really can disrupt our relationship, the problem should be us first, and him secondarily. If we trust each other and tolerate each other, not to mention Qi Tan, even if Zhang Tan, Wang Tan, Zhao Tan, and Li Tan come, they won't be able to do anything."
Zhou Mo rolled his eyes at him, "What? Do you think I don't have enough ex-boyfriends? How about I find you a few more rivals?"
Han Chen begged for mercy in distress: "Then let's not do it."
Zhou Mo smiled and hooked Han Chen's neck, pulled it down, and kissed him on the cheek.
A look of pride.
She just likes Han Chen's expression like a young wife.
Zhou Mo enjoyed it very much.
The two were on their way to Yuanshangju for dinner.
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