Jiang Manyue wanted to say something like I don’t like you, you are not worthy of me, etc. against her will.
I tried many times, but still couldn't open my mouth.
There was silence for a long time, until Shen Yue couldn't bear it anymore.
[Why else? Because you are the Playboy and she is Cinderella. ]
[Because love is the most unstable thing in this world, and she can't afford to lose.]
[You two are like gamblers at the card table. The chips in front of you are just the tip of the iceberg of what you have, while her chips are all her possessions.]
[You go all in right from the start. Winning is the best, but losing is totally fine.]
[If she follows, she will have to bet everything she has. If she wins, everyone will be happy. If she loses, she will have nothing.]
[You are betting part of your destiny, but others are betting everything on your part. ]
[This girl is born afraid of losing, how can you let her follow? ]
Reason told her that gambling with all her belongings was a crazy thing to do that could lead to her death.
She cherishes her life.
Shen Zhongli stared at her intently, trying to find the answer from her changing expressions.
Jiang Manyue's crow-feather eyelashes trembled twice, and then drooped heavily, not daring to look him in the eye.
It seems that what Shen Yue said is true.
"Why?" Shen Zhongli asked without giving up.
[My silly uncle! If you want to know the truth, you should think carefully from her perspective, not just ask.]
[Nine out of ten girls are unwilling to say it, because it would be meaningless if they did, especially Jiang Manyue, who would swallow all the bitterness in her stomach and not want to reveal anything.]
Shen Yue's words were like tearing off the dusty newspaper on the wall, revealing the mottled wall hidden inside.
Yes!
Why would you be so embarrassed as to cover a nice wall with newspapers?
At this moment, Jiang Manyue only felt that she was a clown who had messed up her performance. It was a professional ethics for her to continue acting, but it was not her personality that cared about saving face.
"I have something else to do, so I have to leave first." Jiang Manyue tried to pull his arm free from the armrest.
But she didn't expect that the harder she tried, the tighter Shen Zhongli held on. The veins on her exposed little arm were knotted and her fair skin was even covered with a thin layer of sweat, which was crystal clear under the light.
Jiang Manyue was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Shen Zhongli. From this angle, his protruding Adam's apple was a little red and his jawline was tightly stretched, as if it would explode in the next second.
"I beg you, let me go!" Jiang Manyue pleaded helplessly.
"Beg me?" Shen Zhongli curled his lips in self-mockery, "Why should I beg you and you can just pretend you didn't hear me?
If you ask me, I will agree."
"..." Jiang Manyue didn't know what to say.
"Is it because your mother objects?"
Jiang Manyue really didn't want to argue with him anymore, and said angrily, "Yes, it's my mother who objects.
So what? It's been so many years.
We all have our own lives, what's the point of talking about this?
Or is it that you, the young master, can't accept being dumped, or is it that a poor loser like me who has nothing to ask for dumped you?"
Even if my mother objects, so what?
This sentence was so light that it didn't seem like it was against the relationship, but rather against her eating noodles instead of rice for dinner.
It's so frivolous that it's not worth any effort to fight for it.
Shen Zhongli gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Jiang Manyue, am I so unimportant in your heart?"
Jiang Manyue felt a pain in her heart.
Isn’t it important?
No, it's important.
Because it is important...
Jiang Manyue continued to talk to herself: "If you think being dumped by me is a big failure in your life, you must earn it back no matter you are eighty or ninety years old.
Then I will apologize to you now.
If you're still not satisfied, then tell my fiancé that I can't have children and have him dump me too.
From now on, we are even, do you think this is okay?"
"Jiang Manyue!" Shen Zhongli seemed to want to eat up the person in front of him bite by bite with these three words.
Seeing that her uncle was about to explode in anger, Shen Yue couldn't hold it back anymore.
[Second uncle! We are men. We can’t say anything in anger that would push things to an irreversible point!]
Shen Zhongli: What's the point of trying to save the situation? Why should I endure this humiliation?
Just as I was about to get angry, my little niece started yelling again.
[Alas! I can only say that the two of you grew up in very different environments, and neither of you can understand the other's thoughts. ]
[Jiang Manyue's father Hu Shaoping is the son of a wealthy family, while her mother Jiang Qiao's family is ordinary. Hu Shaoping and Jiang's parents disagree with the two being together.]
[In order to be with Jiang Qiao, Hu Shaoping severed ties with his family.]
[Hu Shaoping was a young master who was raised by others. No matter what he did, others would try their best to cooperate with him for the sake of the Hu family, so everything he did went smoothly.]
[The long period of success made him mistakenly believe that he was very capable, that nothing could stump him, and that he could make his wife and children live a good life no matter what he did.]
[But the cruel reality of life is that without the Jiang family's platform, it would be a problem to find a decent job, let alone a good life for my wife and children.]
[My expectations for jobs kept dropping, and the salary I managed to find was barely enough to support my life.]
[At first Jiang Qiao also had a job, and the couple did not have particularly large expenses, so they were able to get by, until Jiang Qiao became pregnant.
The doctor said Jiang Qiao was prone to miscarriage and had to stay in bed for the first five months to take care of the fetus.
Because Jiang Qiao couldn't work, the entire burden of life fell on Hu Shaoping's shoulders.
Even though life was hard at that time, Hu Shaoping was happy in his heart.
Because Jiang Qiao was pregnant, if she gave birth to a son, the old couple would have a grandson.
Even if you don't consider the face of your son and daughter-in-law, you have to consider the face of your eldest grandson.
When the time comes to bring their eldest grandson home, there will be nothing that the old couple cannot accept.
But Jiang Qiao gave birth to a daughter, and her health was not good.
In order to have money to allow Jiang Manyue to stay in the neonatal intensive care unit, Hu Shaoping went back to the Hu family and asked his parents for help.
The parents' request for giving the money was very clear: abandon Jiang Qiao and her daughter and return home to arrange marriage.
If this transaction had taken place a year ago, Hu Shaoping would not have asked them for a penny even if he robbed a bank.
But now, Hu Shaoping has deeply experienced the hardships of life, and he also knows clearly that without the platform of the Hu family, he will not be able to escape poverty even if he struggles until his death.
Just like Xiangzi, who never had a car of his own in his entire life.
He compromised and became a traitor to love. After paying all the expenses for Jiang Manyue's hospitalization, he left the mother and daughter and returned to his family to marry another woman.
[Jiang Qiao has since lost confidence in all men. When faced with her daughter's life event, her first reaction is to examine whether the man will abandon her daughter.]
[She would think, second uncle, you are a grown-up young master, why would you be interested in a little girl from an ordinary family? It must be because you are used to eating big fish and meat, so you want to change your taste and have some pickled vegetables and porridge to relieve the greasiness.]
[She doesn't want her daughter to follow her old path, she just wants her daughter to live a simple and peaceful life. ]
Shen Zhongli: Is this the point? The point is that Jiang Manyue didn't even tell him and made the decision silently by herself. What does she think of me?