For some reason, the moment she heard about the inhuman extravagance act, Xie Qingyu suspected Duan Zihui.
She brought it up on WeChat.
She asked: [That apartment upstairs, you didn’t buy it, did you?]
Duan Zihui replied: [How could that be?]
No?
Xie Qingyu couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief: [That’s good. I thought I overestimated your emotional intelligence.]
Duan Zihui: ? ? ?
His emotional intelligence?
What’s wrong with his emotional intelligence?
He has never lost a verbal battle at the negotiating table, and apart from a failed marriage, his life record is largely unblemished.
He replied: [I don’t think your emotional intelligence is much better.]
Xie Qingyu: [A little better than you.]
Duan Zihui: [I think it’s much worse than mine.]
Xie Qingyu retorted angrily: [Hey, Duan, can’t you have a little bit of gentlemanly manners?]
Duan Zihui smiled: [Can you eat gentlemanly manners?]
Xie Qingyu: […I don’t want to talk to you.]
Duan Zihui stopped replying.
Looking at their recent chat history, he suddenly felt a little stunned.
Their recent chat history was much more than when they got married.
They mainly talked about their child, with occasional casual conversation, like today.
Duan Zihui leaned back, suddenly wondering if this was a good thing.
They didn’t argue much, just the occasional playful bickering, which was a good way to relax and enjoy each other’s company. It was much more pleasant than when they were together before.
Are they destined to remain in this kind of relationship?
Duan Zihui was unwilling to accept this.
Her ruthlessness back then made him think that it was really over between them.
But then she gave birth to a child for him, and Duan Zihui’s heart, which had been like stagnant water, suddenly began to stir again.
Perhaps, with some effort, he could give his child a complete family.
However, for Duan Zihui, this was truly not an easy thing.
There were plenty of people who liked him, so why didn’t Xie Qingyu like him?
Duan Zihui messaged Xu Yi about this question: [Hey, tell me, why do so many women like me, but why doesn’t Xie Qingyu like me? Is there anything special about her?]
Xu Yi was busy, and when he saw Duan Zihui’s message, he retorted mercilessly: [Don’t you have any friends? You have to ask me such a trivial matter? Of course, many women like you, but the problem is, with your trashy personality, how many can you keep?]
[The fact that Xie Qingyu doesn’t like you means she’s at least not blind.]
Although he felt a little uncomfortable being rebuffed, Duan Zihui felt a sense of enlightenment.
He said to Xu Yi: [Thank you.]
Xu Yi was busy and too lazy to reply to him.
Duan Zihui went back to contemplating life.
He didn’t take Xie Qingyu’s trivial matter to heart.
Unbeknownst to him, the Duan family was currently packing up their belongings in a large-scale operation.
Du Qinrong had almost finished packing her things and was just waiting for things to be settled over there so that they could move in directly.
She glanced at Duan Yifeng, who was still pacing around the room and pondering what he might be missing, and rolled her eyes dramatically.
“Why do you insist on coming with me? Can’t you just stay home? Are you having too much free time?”
Duan Yifeng is almost sixty years old this year, but he looks like he’s in his early forties. You can still vaguely see the charm he had when he was young.
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