Chapter 204: Zhou Yue, I am not worthy of a good woman like you

"Zhou Yue, what do you think is the meaning of marriage?"

Lin Dazhi folded his hands, listened earnestly to his ex-wife's words, and then asked seriously.

Zhou Yue had been there holding forth and feeling moved by herself, but when she suddenly heard this question from Lin Dazhi, she was stunned for a moment.

A moment later, she said irritably: "Lin Dazhi, the question you're asking is really funny. You're asking what the meaning of marriage is? People do what they're supposed to do at the right time; you get married when you reach the age. Does this even need to be asked?"

"Then do you think the two of us are suitable for marriage?" Lin Dazhi asked again.

"Lin Dazhi, this question of yours is even funnier. If the two of us weren't suitable for marriage, why would I have married you in the first place and spent five years with you?" Zhou Yue snorted and glared at Lin Dazhi as she spoke.

"Then why did you divorce me later?" Lin Dazhi asked with a strange expression.

"Isn't that because you~~~ because you lacked ambition? If you had even a little bit of ambition like you do now, how could I have divorced you?" Zhou Yue said irritably.

"Zhou Yue, actually, I still don't understand what this 'ambition' of yours is all about. Come on, tell me, what counts as having ambition? Oh, right, after you divorced me, you first found Liu Haibo, and then you found Li Yongquan. I want to ask you, do they have ambition?" Lin Dazhi asked.

"How could they not have ambition? Liu Haibo is a dignified director at Seventh Middle School, and Young Master Li goes without saying—the dignified future heir of the Li Family with a net worth of hundreds of millions. You're telling me they don't have ambition?" Zhou Yue said.

"Then do you think they have ambition or lack it now?" Lin Dazhi asked with some amusement.

"Lin Dazhi, you're just shifting the topic! The fact that they ended up like this is all your fault! I think you're doing this on purpose, right? Whoever I'm living with, you target them and take them down! You actually still can't let me go in your heart, but you're too embarrassed to say it, right? Lin Dazhi, you were like this before; you never say what's on your mind straightforwardly. A grown man acting all wishy-washy, you're not even as good as a woman like me. I'm giving you a chance now to remarry me. Are you satisfied now!" Zhou Yue crossed her arms and said with an expression of bestowing a favor.

"Hahahaha."

Listening to Zhou Yue's words, Lin Dazhi finally couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Lin Dazhi, I'm talking to you seriously!" Seeing this expression on Lin Dazhi, Zhou Yue couldn't help but say angrily.

"Oh my, Zhou Yue, oh Zhou Yue, Comrade Ex-Wife, I thank you. Thank you for once again refreshing my perception of you. I beg you, please, I don't want this opportunity. Keep this heaven-sent opportunity for some other lucky person, okay?"

Lin Dazhi stopped smiling and looked at Zhou Yue with a serious expression: "Look, I'm just this unambitious. Really, I have no prospects at all. Right now, I'm just living off a woman, spending a woman's money to get by. A proper, good woman like you who has such upright values and is so good at managing a household—I really don't dare to ruin you."

As Lin Dazhi spoke, he stood up, took out his phone, and opened his banking app to show Zhou Yue.

"Look, this is the money these shameless little sluts transferred to me at the end of this month. Look, this is what Bai Weiwei transferred to me, one hundred million. It's not that much, anyway. Oh, right, Zhang Xiaoli also transferred one hundred million to me; this one is hers. This Sun Xiaomei is a bit of a letdown, she only transferred ten million to me. Hey, tell me, aren't these little sluts cheap? They work so hard to earn this money, and instead of spending a single cent, they insist on transferring it all to me, saying they want me to spend it!"

"And that's not all! Hey, Zhou Yue, look at that motorcycle in the courtyard, the Indian Roadmaster, over six hundred thousand. Just because I said I liked motorcycles, you tell me, Xiaojun's wife insisted on buying it for me! I said, why are you buying this for me? It's not easy for you to earn money, and your husband Zhou Xiaojun is still hospitalized in the Imperial Capital. Wouldn't it be better to save this money to buy some fruit or nutritional supplements to visit him? She said no, saying she was afraid Zhou Xiaojun would pass AIDS to her. I told her it's fine, as long as you don't have relations with him, you don't have to worry. But no matter what I said, she wouldn't listen. You tell me, what could I do?"

"And that row of game consoles. You say I'm such a grown man, right? According to your logic, why play games? That's called 'indulging in pleasure and losing one's will'! But your best friend Bai Weiwei doesn't think so. This little slut tells me every day that men are children who never grow up, and she says since there's money at home, I should play whenever I want. Not only does she let me play, she even takes the initiative to play with me. Whatever I play, she plays with me. You tell me, you've all been good sisters for so many years, why doesn't she learn from you? With your values being so upright, why did you choose someone like her—a creature who feels itchy all over if she doesn't act cheap for a day—as your best friend? If you ask me, she doesn't deserve to be your best friend at all. Really, she doesn't!"

"And Sun Xiaomei..."

"Enough!"

Hearing Lin Dazhi rambling on and on, Zhou Yue was so angry she was about to explode!

She pointed at Lin Dazhi with a trembling hand, her lips quivering as she said: "Lin Dazhi, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're showing off to me, aren't you? You even have the nerve to mention Zhang Xiaoli. Do you have any shame? Huh? Do you have any shame?"

Lin Dazhi looked at her with a serious expression and said: "I just need the money, why would I need shame?"

"Hey, Zhou Yue, you say I worked so hard to earn this money from these little sluts, why would I want to remarry you and let you manage it? Can't I manage my own money? Can't I spend it myself?"

"And speaking of you, don't you think Li Yongquan is amazing? High status, successful career? Then why aren't you still with him? Why aren't you marrying him? Oh, I remember now, Li Yongquan is no longer the heir of the Li Family, he's not Young Master Li anymore, he doesn't have big luxury cars to drive or big villas to live in, and he can't spend money like water. But surely you wouldn't stop being with him just because of that! Zhou Yue, Comrade Ex-Wife, haven't you always emphasized to me that you are a strong, ambitious, good woman? With your values being so upright, you wouldn't just dump Li Yongquan now that he's become an ordinary person, would you? Shouldn't you marry him, struggle together with him, cultivate your feelings with care, and manage your family well to be happy for a lifetime? That fits your persona, don't you think?"

Lin Dazhi said a lot in one breath, the expression on his face incomparably "sincere," showing that these words were all from his heart.

Finally, he said earnestly: "Zhou Yue, really, take my advice. Don't come looking for me again. Really, I'm not worthy of a good woman like you. You should live your life well with Li Yongquan. I sincerely wish you a hundred years of harmony and that you grow old together. Whenever you marry him, remember to give me a heads-up. I will definitely give you a wedding gift, a big red envelope of five hundred yuan—no, one thousand!"

Lin Dazhi waved his hand, his expression incomparably generous as he spoke!