Jiang Xin switched jobs to a new company and has been extremely busy. In addition, she has recently been working on a new project, so working overtime is a regular occurrence, and she is getting home later and later.
Yan Ling was very dissatisfied with this, because Jiang Xin was too busy and couldn't take care of him at all.
No one cooked dinner for him, and no one washed his dirty clothes. Yanling finally couldn't help but complain, saying that Jiang Xin only cared about work and didn't care about him at all.
Jiang Xin quickly comforted him, telling him that things would be better after this busy period.
But Yanling wouldn't listen. He glanced at Jiang Xin and said, "Look at you, how many women are like you? Aren't others busy? Why are other women just as busy with work as you, and still able to take good care of their families? You just don't want to do it!"
Jiang Xin was already exhausted after a long day of work, and now she had to coax Yan Ling.
She kept apologizing and promising to be more careful in the future. Only then did Yan Ling's expression begin to improve, and he sat on the sofa and instructed Jiang Xin to make him tea.
Seeing Jiang Xin obediently go to wash the clothes, Yan Ling smiled smugly.
See? You can't be too nice to a woman, or she'll forget her place.
By the time Jiang Xin finished her work, Yan Ling was no longer in the living room; he had already gone to bed.
Jiang Xin gently lay down beside him and quickly fell asleep.
In this life, without the opposition of their families, Jiang Xin and Yan Ling's relationship did not experience any setbacks.
Jiang Xin's once unwavering heart for love had already begun to waver.
In her past life, due to the opposition from Shu Yuqing and the Ye family, Jiang Xin felt that her love was not understood and that she and Yan Ling were a pair of star-crossed lovers.
The more the Ye family tried to stop her, the more rebellious she became. She felt that she was a modern woman and that her words and actions should not be bound by her parents. She wanted to break free from the shackles of convention and bravely stick to her own choices.
In this life, she has complete freedom. No one in the world opposes their love, and the problems between her and Yanling are exposed ahead of time.
Jiang Xin had another dream. In the dream, her father looked at her sadly and said, "Xin Xin, you and Yan Ling are not suitable. Your family backgrounds, upbringing, living conditions, and values are different. You can't just look at what's in front of you."
In her dream, she arrogantly retorted to her father, "Dad, I'm no different from him."
Dad disagreed, saying, "You two have a lot of problems. For example, you love French food, while he only likes home-cooked meals. Does he have everything you have now? In this relationship, he's the one who's just reaping the benefits without contributing anything."
Upon hearing her father mention Yanling, she immediately became unhappy, her face falling as she looked at him: "I've thought all of this through. I don't like French food; I only want to eat his cooking. Dad, what do I have? I'm the one who's just reaping the benefits. Besides, apart from your opposition, there are no problems between him and me."
Jiang Xin woke up from her dream again. She got up, went to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of water, drank a few sips, and began to recall what happened in her dream.
Having experienced the harsh realities of society, she is no longer the naive Jiang Xin. She knows how expensive housing is and how important her parents' support is.
The house her parents bought for her in her dream is something she could never own with her current salary.
There's also the Ye family's network of connections, which is a more valuable asset than money, something she obtained effortlessly in her dream.
Jiang Xin leaned against the door and chuckled self-deprecatingly. Listen to what she said in her dream: she no longer liked French food, but only loved Yan Ling's cooking.
Has Yanling ever cooked for her? Since the two started living together, Yanling hasn't even bought groceries, let alone cooked.
Jiang Xin noticed her face was cold, and when she touched it, she realized it was covered in tears.
She took a deep breath to hold back her tears. She had to go to work tomorrow; she didn't have time to wallow in self-pity.
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