Shen Dingkun remained silent, seemingly lost in thought, before suddenly abandoning the psychologist and hastily leaving.
Fortunately, he paid the fee in advance; otherwise, given his distraught appearance, he probably wouldn't have remembered that he still needed to pay the consultation fee, and he might have really been blacklisted in the industry.
Zhao Mingyao, who was wearing a face mask, heard a noise coming from the entrance and looked over there.
It was indeed Shen Dingkun.
His tie was askew, and he looked rather dejected.
Seeing his appearance, Zhao Mingyao was startled. She didn't think her words had that kind of power. What was wrong with Shen Dingkun?
But he didn't ask, intending to improvise.
"You're back?"
She removed her face mask, her tone deliberately gentle, "Qianqian just fell asleep. I've soothed him. Don't worry, he won't bother you with those things anymore. You can focus on your work from now on. I'll definitely take good care of the children for you."
“I’ve finally found my own responsibilities, so of course I’ll fulfill them properly. Don’t worry, I won’t be like Jiang Tian, who couldn’t even provide a father who could provide resources for her child. You know what? She actually left with nothing. Now everyone’s saying she did something wrong, and maybe those photos you took last time will come in handy.”
Shen Dingkun's fingers paused on the doorknob.
He looked at Zhao Mingyao: "You've been mentioning her a lot lately. Is she that important to you? You used to treat her as a friend, but now you treat her like an enemy? You even have the family doctor modify your daughter's diet according to the diet Jiang Tian prescribed for Su Nian'an. I really don't know how you can make sense of yourself."
Zhao Mingyao's hand tightened suddenly.
She looked at Shen Dingkun and said, "Just say what you want to say. There's no need to hide it. We're husband and wife, not strangers."
"I don't have much to say, I just hope you can truly focus your energy on your child, instead of always comparing him to this person or that person. What good does it do to win?"
"Who am I comparing myself to? What recipe? I'm just doing this for the child's good, and you're implying I'm a copycat. How can I accept that? Dingkun, are you upset about the argument I had with her at kindergarten last time? I just can't stand her teaching Qianqian bad things, saying things like 'women should rely on themselves,' as if our Shen family can't afford to raise a daughter..."
The sharp and sarcastic words that came out of his wife's mouth made Shen Dingkun suddenly feel like a stranger to Zhao Mingyao.
He looked at her with a complicated expression.
It's not that he never loved; he truly loved. Otherwise, he wouldn't have faced all the pressure to marry a commoner.
But he really didn't know why everything had turned out this way.
Does his keeping Zhao Mingyao as a mistress also harm her?
Her former vitality and cuteness have gradually disappeared.
In his eyes, Zhao Mingyao was becoming increasingly unreasonable.
This is definitely wrong.
Shen Dingkun suddenly felt an indescribable weariness.
People change, he admitted.
But he also admitted that he had never mistreated Zhao Mingyao.
She really shouldn't have used those petty tricks to educate her child.
"The company is hiring recently. I'll arrange a position for you that matches your major. Come and work for the company."
After thinking for a while, Shen Dingkun came up with a solution.
Zhao Mingyao was confined to her home for a long time, only dealing with servants and housekeepers. Because of her title as Mrs. Shen, everyone fawned over her and indulged her. She gradually lost her sense of propriety, and even her initial vitality slowly faded away.
Although the other wealthy women in the circle do not have regular office jobs, they still manage stocks, handle family finances, and entertain their husbands in external affairs; they all live shrewd and intelligent lives.
Compared to Zhao Mingyao, she seemed like a caged canary.
Shen Dingkun did not intend to give up on his marriage.
People are not always the same, and besides, they had so many shared memories. As long as Zhao Mingyao can regain the sharpness she had before marriage, he is willing to give them another chance.
But he didn't expect that simply mentioning "going to work" would be like stirring up a hornet's nest.
Zhao Mingyao stared at him as if he were a stranger, her fingers gripping the sofa armrest tightly: "What are you saying?"
“I mean, I want you to go to work and interact with people outside the community. You can’t just stay at home all the time without any activities. Taking you on trips and letting you enjoy life doesn’t really create a close connection between you and society. People can’t always be isolated from society. You need to have your own career to free your attention from trivial and inexplicable things.”
Shen Dingkun has been very patient with his wife.
Since it's her own company, Zhao Mingyao feels no pressure going to work. She can easily transition here after leaving her life as a full-time housewife.
Once she regained her university-level abilities, Shen Dingkun supported her whether she wanted to start her own business or work elsewhere.
He had no ill intentions towards Zhao Mingyao.
He couldn't possibly be bad to his family.
But he never expected Zhao Mingyao to react so strongly.
"Shen Dingkun? You despise me, you despise me, don't you? You don't want to support me anymore, you think I'm a burden. I gave you two children, and you even said you wanted me to have a third child. Now you want me to go to work at the company. Do you really enjoy deciding other people's lives?"
Shen Dingkun frowned.
What kind of decision is this?
He just wanted his wife to have a better life. If someone keeps obsessing over trivial matters, they'll only drive themselves crazy.
Because no one else will change for her.
Shen Dingkun didn't want to argue with Zhao Mingyao. He just wanted to find a practical solution: to get Zhao Mingyao back to work and reconnect her with society.
He didn't care about the salary; he just hoped that she could improve her social skills at the company and rediscover her former open-mindedness and cheerfulness.
She can't stay cooped up at home like this anymore.
He truly saw Zhao Mingyao's persistence in Jiang Tian's example—
She's always comparing herself to others, and nobody knows what she's comparing herself to, but she just keeps doing it.
Jiang Tian, who was once inferior to her in every way, has now moved away.
Shen Dingkun suddenly felt a little scared: if Zhao Mingyao continued to focus her attention on Jiang Tian and her daughter, or turned to use this "comparison" on her own children, the problems would only become more serious.
Shen Dingkun would specifically hire someone to oversee the children's education. He absolutely forbade his wife from interfering in the children's lives and thoughts, or instilling any wrong ideas in them.
He saw the shallow tears in her eyes, and as a father, he couldn't remain indifferent.
"I'm just letting you go out and re-engage with society, to rediscover yourself. Is there anything wrong with what I'm doing?"
He patiently explained to her, hoping she could understand his good intentions.
"You really know how to talk. You make your reluctance to support me sound so noble. This is just your style. I really can't praise you."
Zhao Mingyao retorted.
Shen Dingkun fell silent immediately.
He looked at Zhao Mingyao with a disappointed expression.
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