Men don't cry easily, but they are not too sad. His tears made Luo Yingtao feel guilty. Her eyes were red and her voice was a little trembling: "Jiang Nanmu, I was too greedy. I didn't think about what I said and hurt your heart. I'm sorry."
Jiang Nanmu wiped away her tears and continued, "With so many migrant workers in Nanyou City, how many can actually afford to buy a house? Why should we impose unattainable wishes on ourselves? If we can't afford to buy a house, can't we just rent one? There are millions of people renting, so why do we have to compare ourselves with the rich? If our children can't go to public school, they can go to private school. When we get older, can't we just return to our hometown to retire? Why should we compare ourselves with others? Even if you are richer than Wang Mudan, what's the use? Isn't it just to save face in front of your classmates? Isn't it tiring?"
With Jiang Nanmu's heartfelt persuasion, Luo Yingtao's mood gradually stabilized. Although she was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Mudan in her heart, she had to face the reality. A duck walking on the ground can never fly into the sky. No matter how hard she tried, she could not catch up with Wang Mudan's financial strength in a short time. No matter how much she regretted it, Simingda was Wang Mudan's husband after all. As a middle-aged person, she had to stay rational and wake up from the unrealistic dream as soon as possible. Living a good life with Jiang Nanmu was the best policy.
"Jiang Nanmu, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hurt you. So many things have happened this year. I'm very confused. I shouldn't have dragged you into this."
Jiang Nanmu's sensible and reasonable analysis finally moved the sick Luo Yingtao. A friend in need is a friend indeed. In recent years, her father and brother from her mother's side have been ill for a long time, and her own health is not good either. If it were not for Jiang Nanmu's care, she doesn't know how she would have survived these years. Faced with such a kind and family-oriented husband, what else could she be dissatisfied with?
Jiang Nanmu continued to persuade him, "You still have accounts for several companies. If you maintain them well, you can earn 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month, which is not bad. My boss gave me a raise a few months ago. If I have time, I can work part-time and earn more than 10,000 yuan a month. Even if we can't afford a house in Nanyou City, we can buy one back home later. Everyone has their own way of life. Others live in big villas 24 hours a day, and we live in rental houses the same way. Why bother worrying about houses all the time?"
"Jiang Nanmu, I know I was wrong. I will slowly adjust my mood and talk to my friends when I have the chance to see if I can find a few more clients."
"Okay, I'm glad you think this way. Remember what I said, you live your life for yourself, not for others to see. Don't care about what others think."
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