"All right, itâs fine. I donât want it, Iâm not desperately begging him to give it to me. Why should we make this difficult? I might not see Mr. Gu again, so please convey my message to him. I enjoyed working with him."
Allen stood there, dumbfounded.
He didnât expect her to turn it down.
Wouldnât anyone else have accepted it?
Isnât four years of youth valuable?
This was a form of indirect compensation, and she didnât want it.
...
As she stepped outside the law firm, Eleven took a deep breath, savouring the ambience of this bustling city.
Feels good!
She suddenly felt liberated. As of today, she was single again!
Maybe it was just a psychological effect, but even the air seemed fresher.
On the way home, she recalled what Allen had said and couldnât help but smile.
Apparently, Mr. Gu is still quite considerate, isnât he? Even after our divorce, he wanted to compensate her.
However, she simply didnât want to accept it.
When she married him, she accepted his expensive gifts because she was playing a role. She had to make him understand that she was only interested in his money and nothing else, so he wouldnât harbor any other thoughts.
Some things donât have to be spelled out. They had a harmonious relationship like a staged play, living like a married couple for four years, and it was good.
Now that their partnership had ended, she didnât believe she needed to continue benefiting from him.
Talk about compensation, he really hasnât done anything wrong to her! âŽ(âŻâ˝â°)â
It was a deal both of them were willing to make. So where is the question of right and wrong?
...
"To celebrate my return to singlehood, cheers!"
"Ah, cheers, cheers." Ye Fei touched glasses with her half-heartedly, sharing a glance with Jiujiu.
âŽ(âŻ_â°)â Jiujiu shrugged, indicating he didnât know either, and took a symbolic sip of orange juice.
"Whatâs wrong with you two? Why arenât you happy? I got divorced! Come and celebrate!"
"No joke..." Ye Fei muttered, "Others would be distraught over a divorce, and here you are celebrating with a party! Eleven, have you lost your mind?"
She even reached out to touch Elevenâs forehead.
"Nonsense!" Eleven declared seriously, "Whatâs wrong with divorcing? Who said you canât be happy about it? Iâm once again a prime single woman, isnât that something to celebrate?"
Ye Fei chuckled, "You, prime? Carrying a little tyke around, you think you can find someone to marry?"
"Right," Jiujiu agreed, "The vulgar men out there would run faster than rabbits at the mention of me."
But he was Fang Jiujiu, who should he be afraid of?
If they donât want him, who cares? Grandpa Jiu is not afraid. âŽ(âŻâ˝â°)â
"Hehe, just like you said before, worst-case scenario, I can always go after your elder brother!" said Eleven jokingly, "Itâs quite a coincidence that heâs fond of Jiujiu, isnât he?"
"I love this idea!" Ye Fei raised her eyebrows, "Letâs settle on that then! You can marry my elder brother. Heâs being pressured to get married too!"
Eleven didnât take it seriously.
She just escaped from the wolfâs den called marriage. She wasnât ready to rush into another tigerâs lair yet!
"Anyway, Jiujiu is very sensible. Having a great mom like me is enough, right?"
Jiujiu replied, "Barely good enough. I guess I can put up with you for a lifetime."
"Well, not really for a lifetime," Eleven looked at Jiujiu, squeezing his face, "just another ten or twenty years. When youâre in your twenties, youâll meet a beautiful girl and have a home of your own."
Sheâll be free then!
Whether or not she gets married really doesnât matter. If it wasnât for Jiujiu, she wouldnât have thought about it at all.