Chapter 203: Zhou Yue Was Moved by Herself

"What about me?"

Zhou Yue asked this question without any context, but Lin Dazhi understood instantly what she meant.

He found it somewhat amusing.

Ever since their divorce—or more precisely, since she saw that he was living better than her after the divorce—this ex-wife hadn't stopped causing trouble for a single day, trying every possible way to disgust him and sabotage him.

Now that she saw she couldn't mess with him anymore, she was asking him what she should do?

Lin Dazhi was so amused he laughed.

After laughing, he said nonchalantly, "What do you mean, 'what about you'?"

Watching Lin Dazhi laugh, the fire in Zhou Yue's heart instinctively flared up again.

She didn't know why, but she just couldn't stand seeing Lin Dazhi happy. Whenever she saw him smile, she felt uncomfortable inside, and she couldn't help but want to mock him, insult him, and make him miserable!

"Lin Dazhi, why are you playing dumb? You just had Meng Ruolan strip Young Master Li of his inheritance rights and had the Li Family cut off his resources. How is he supposed to live like this? How am I supposed to live?" Zhou Yue said angrily.

"He was the one who started it; isn't it right for me to deal with him? Besides, he only lost his status as the Li Family heir and the resources provided by the Li Family; it's not like he's terminally ill and dying, so why can't he live? An ordinary bank clerk in the Shangcheng District earns at least seven or eight thousand a month, isn't that enough for him to spend?" Lin Dazhi said nonchalantly.

"Seven or eight thousand a month? Do you know what kind of life Young Master Li lived before? Seven or eight thousand isn't even enough for one of his meals!" Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, Zhou Yue shrieked.

"Young Master Li this, Young Master Li that—you're quite practiced at calling him that, Comrade Ex-Wife. Hey, I'm curious: are rich people really that noble in your eyes? Do you have to lick their boots in such a shameless way? Besides, what kind of 'Young Master Li' is he now? Once he leaves the Li Family, he's not even worth a fart!" Lin Dazhi spat and said with disdain.

"Isn't that all your fault?!" Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, Zhou Yue glared at him and said indignantly.

"I told you, he provoked me first!" Lin Dazhi retorted bluntly.

"Fine, fine, I'm not talking to you about that. I'm asking you right now: what about me!" Zhou Yue said impatiently.

"What do you mean 'what about you'? What does your situation have to do with me? We're divorced; why should I be responsible for your affairs?" Lin Dazhi asked with a strange expression.

"How does it have nothing to do with me? I was living just fine with Li—Li Yongquan before, and now you've ruined him so badly that he has nothing left. How is he supposed to live? How am I supposed to live? This is all caused by you, and you have to take responsibility!" Zhou Yue glared at Lin Dazhi and shrieked.

"I'll be damned..." Lin Dazhi was so amused by his ex-wife's unreasonable pestering that he laughed.

If he didn't know that she had always been like this, Lin Dazhi might have actually tried to reason with her.

Now, forget it.

She was just a hopeless woman who lived forever within her own perceptions and was too stubborn to make even the slightest change.

"How does Li Yongquan have 'nothing left'? And you, why can't you live? Hmm? The money you two earn together is over ten thousand a month; isn't that enough for you to spend?" Lin Dazhi asked.

"How is over ten thousand enough? Lin Dazhi, I'll ask you: is it enough for you? How much do you spend a month? Hey, why do you get to live such a good life while I have to suffer? You just like watching me make a fool of myself, right? Is that the goal you wanted to achieve, right? Lin Dazhi?" Zhou Yue looked at Lin Dazhi aggressively, pressing him with one question after another.

"It's enough for me; I don't usually spend money. If you don't believe me, ask Bai Weiwei or Sun Xiaomei. Besides, what 'fool' am I watching you make of yourself? We're divorced, why would I watch you? I have the time to see Bai Weiwei, see Zhang Xiaoli or Sun Xiaomei, or see Meng Ruolan—who isn't better looking than you? Who doesn't have a better figure that's more comfortable to touch? Who isn't better at talking and serving me? I'd have to be bored out of my mind to watch you make a fool of yourself," Lin Dazhi said irritably.

"Lin Dazhi, I'm telling you, don't bully people too much!" Hearing these words from Lin Dazhi, Zhou Yue's eyes turned red with anger. She stood up abruptly and pointed at Lin Dazhi's nose, cursing him.

"What did I bully you about? Come on, Zhou Yue, tell me properly: what would count as *not* bullying you? Oh, I get it—you want me to give you all the money I earn, cook you delicious meals three times a day, say nice things to provide you with emotional value, and treat you like an ancestor just like before, right?" Lin Dazhi looked at Zhou Yue and asked seriously.

"That's right! Lin Dazhi, your money is my money. Isn't it a man's duty to earn money for his wife to spend? Do you feel aggrieved or something? Besides, about cooking—which man doesn't cook nowadays? You have an opinion about cooking two meals? A grown man with a heart as small as a needle's eye—you really have the nerve!" Zhou Yue said with disdain.

"When we were together, me doing that was fine. But the problem is we're divorced now; we have no relationship. Comrade Zhou Yue, I ask you: why do you think you have the right to demand I keep doing that?" Lin Dazhi spread his hands and asked with a hint of amusement.

"Then why didn't you agree last time when I said I didn't want to be divorced anymore and wanted us to remarry?" Zhou Yue asked indignantly.

"Because I don't want to remarry you. I think life is pretty good right now," Lin Dazhi said, scratching the back of his head.

"You call this living? You call this acting out, just messing around! Lin Dazhi, look at yourself now—do you still look like a normal person? Huh? What decent person acts like you, fooling around with everyone? Bai Weiwei is my best friend; how could you even lay a hand on someone I'm so close to! Fine, I'll endure that! But why did you go after Zhang Xiaoli? Don't you know she's Xiaojun's partner? Is what you're doing even human? And Sun Xiaomei, and Meng Ruolan! By the way, speaking of Meng Ruolan, it makes me angry! What is Meng Ruolan's status? Lin Dazhi, go take a piss and look at your reflection—are you worthy of her? Don't just lose your head because someone treats you a little well. I'm asking you, can you even handle a woman like that? Don't you know your own worth?"

Zhou Yue looked at Lin Dazhi and poured out everything she had on her mind in one breath.

"Are you done?" Lin Dazhi asked.

"Not done! Lin Dazhi, don't think I'm after your pathetic money; I just don't want to watch you keep messing around like this. How much money do you earn that can withstand such spending and wasting? Lin Dazhi, I'm still willing to give you a chance now. Take your household registration book and remarry me; we'll be just like before. I won't hold those pathetic things you did with those little sluts against you, and you don't bring up my past either. We'll live a good life just like before, and I'll manage your money for you so you don't spend it recklessly..."

Zhou Yue became more and more engrossed as she spoke, and even she herself was moved by her own magnanimity.