Qi Lu burst into tears: "Yes, what I envy most is her. When she was studying, she had a boyfriend as good as Zhao Qiwei. After I snatched Zhao Qiwei away, she also met a man who treated her like a treasure."

"I tried my best to want, but I never got it. And she easily got what I had dreamed of."

Regarding Chen Mian, Jiang Chan didn't comment on anything. She looked at Qi Lu who was snuggling against her legs: "What about you, do you do it again, are you still trying your best to get the love of a man?"

Qi Lu's eyelashes trembled: "I don't want to put my life on men anymore. After seeing you some experiences, I realized how narrow-minded I was in the past."

"Anyway, Xiaochan, you will be with me. I have you. If you have this child, I will still be by my father's side. I will never have any regrets in my life."

Jiang Chan sighed silently. She had experienced so many worlds, had seen couples who were old and old, and had also seen clients like Qi Lu who were hurt so much. But it has to be said that the latter made her even more sigh.

"Love is equal. Love others first, love yourself. A happy love is better for both parties, rather than the other party's compromise and small wish to cater to others."

"When you talk about your marriage with Zhao Qiwei, you used a word, a failed marriage." Jiang Chan leaned on the backrest: "I think marriage is not judged by failure or success, but whether you are happy or not."

"I'm unhappy." Qi Lu's tears suddenly burst out, "In the eyes of others, I should be happy. I came from a powerful family, my father was the mayor, and my husband later reached the bureau-level position. He has a good reputation for the outside world. I seem to be a successful woman."

"But I am unhappy. We just maintain a superficial marriage, but it is actually very empty inside. Can you imagine it? A model husband in the eyes of outsiders has been sleeping in separate rooms with his wife since they got married, and it is even more distinct at home."

"The family is divided into two territories, and they do not interfere with each other. When needed, they play a loving couple in front of outsiders. When they return home, they are the strangest people and have no communication."

"He didn't eat the food I cooked at all. He would rather boil water and cook noodles by himself after coming back. He never wore the clothes I washed for him again. This long-lasting cold violence made me exhausted."

"Maybe the only thing I should be glad is that he at least gave me a face, that is, he didn't make any mistresses outside." Qi Lu wiped his face randomly: "I know, he still can't let go of Chen Mian. No matter how many years we have been married, Chen Mian is still the untouchable white moonlight in his heart."

Listening to Qi Lu venting these things, Jiang Chan could feel what life she had lived before. To be honest, I personally can't stand such long-term psychological torture.

"I can't stand it anymore. Without children, without relatives, and lovers are useless. The depression in my heart cannot be revealed like anyone else, because once he tells this to outsiders, his future will never be saved."

"So you finally chose such a decisive way." Jiang Chan pinched Qi Lu's wrist and seemed to see the bright red tank again.

Qi Lu trembled: "I really can't hold on anymore. Xiaochan, I am a coward. I cowardly absorb the warmth from others and yearn for warmth, but what I brought was bruises all over my body. When I felt my body gradually became cold, I felt that I was finally relieved."

"I asked myself countless times, have we ever loved?" Qi Lu smiled self-deprecatingly: "Later I finally came to a conclusion that Zhao Qiwei didn't love me. He was forced to marry me under the pressure of my father, but he didn't love me."

"But I naively thought that time can change everything, but I didn't know that this was the biggest mistake. If you don't love, you don't love. You won't suffer much grievances because of how much you have done for him."

"So, for the rest of my life, I will never be willing to establish an intimate relationship with anyone again. Because I am not sure if I can still run a good marriage after I have suffered so much damage."

Jiang Chan sighed: "It doesn't matter, it's great for you to do this now. We can make money first to make ourselves financially independent, and then slowly enrich our personality and make our spiritual independence."

"When we become stronger, the worldly vision is no longer important to us. Your biggest mistake is that although you are financially independent, your spirit is not truly independent."

"Just as you said, it is stupid to place your hope on others, and you will always be the only one who can be reliable. It's getting late, and it's time for you to rest."

Qi Lu covered the quilt with only a pair of eyes exposed outside: "It's really much better to say it. I've never said these words to anyone. It's great that you can understand me."

Jiang Chan: "If you are willing to talk to Lao Qi, he will understand."

Qi Lu blinked: "It's still not possible. Saying it will only make him sad. He worked hard, and I can't bear to let him get hurt by my affairs again. I've done it again. Can't I live my life well? Then I'm really a failure."

Jiang Chan softened her heart. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Qi Lu has a very big temper and is a little coquettish. But she is not without her advantages, she still knows how to consider others.

But these concerns are hidden under her coquettish personality. If you don’t knock on her heart, you can’t see the soft side of her inside.

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "It's time to rest, and your baby should protest if he doesn't sleep."

Qi Lu: "I'm going to sleep now!"

Perhaps it was because of the ups and downs of emotions on this day, and within five minutes, Qi Lu's long breathing sound came from the room. Jiang Chan sat on the desk in front of the bedroom, supporting her head with one hand, and planning her future plans.

The bedroom door was pushed open quietly, and Qi Zheng walked in quietly, and Jiang Chan sat on the chair without dodging. Of course, Qi Zheng couldn't see her, and she was extremely sure of this.

Taking advantage of the faint moonlight outside the window, Qi Zheng looked at Qi Lu's sleeping face, and after a long time, he sighed and walked out.

Looking at Qi Zheng's back, Jiang Chan pursed her lips. Is this my father's love? She won't say it out loud, but will only hide it in her heart. Only in this late night and quiet can she vaguely feel his inner thoughts.

Qi Lu's sleep was not stable this time, and she woke up several times at night. However, when she saw Jiang Chan sitting by the window, her mood returned to calm.
Chapter completed!