Chapter 51

"But if you can keep me company, I might say a few good words about you to the new boss."

"Get lost!"

Xiao Meng cursed,

then slammed the door and walked out,

after leaving the manager's office,

Xiao Meng didn't return to the yoga room, but sat in the café, thinking about her next steps.

As a yoga instructor,

Xiao Meng's monthly class fees plus bonuses totaled over ten thousand yuan,

this ten thousand yuan was considered a relatively high income in a third- or fourth-tier city,

but in the capital, where every inch of land was priceless,

a monthly salary of ten thousand yuan amounted to eating dirt.

Xiao Meng was a woman, and a beautiful one with an excellent figure,

otherwise,

Qiao Weidong's ex-wife Song Qian wouldn't have come to me to learn yoga.

Thinking of Qiao Weidong,

Xiao Meng frowned deeply,

although she had begun dating Qiao Weidong only after his divorce,

which was a normal romantic relationship,

Xiao Meng always felt Qiao Weidong was wary of her,

first, because

after they got together, Xiao Meng had talked to Qiao Weidong about marriage,

but Qiao Weidong had flatly refused her, saying she was too young,

second,

Xiao Meng had always wanted her own child,

so she had always wanted to have a child with Qiao Weidong,

yet Qiao Weidong, to avoid having a child, had avoided seeing her for months on end...

These things

had deeply hurt Xiao Meng,

so she had been seriously considering whether to break up with Qiao Weidong.

"Qianqian, Qianqian!"

In the yoga room,

Song Qian was stretching,

when Tong Wenjie hurried in, grabbing Song Qian's arm and asking: "Qianqian, I heard you found a teacher from Tsinghua or Peking University for Yingzi?"

"Not a teacher."

Song Qian replied patiently: "He's a first-year freshman at Tsinghua or Peking University this year, the top scorer in the college entrance exam."

"That's even better!"

Tong Wenjie beamed: "Then Qianqian, could my Fang Yifan also join your lessons? You know how terrible his grades are!"

"That doesn't seem right?"

Song Qian hesitated, preparing to refuse: "I already agreed with him to tutor only Yingzi."

"Oh come on, adding one more person won't hurt—just one, just one!"

Tong Wenjie shook Song Qian's arm, pouting: "Oh Qianqian, just say yes, say yes!"

"If you really won't budge, we can split the class fees—fifty-fifty!"

Split the class fees?

Fifty-fifty?

Hearing this, Song Qian nearly burst out laughing,

after a moment,

she gave Tong Wenjie a long, meaningful look, thinking to herself: "Tong Wenjie, do you even know what you're saying?"

"Qianqian, you're not speaking—that means you agree!"

Tong Wenjie spoke quickly, cutting off Song Qian's reply,

then sat beside her and sighed deeply: "Ah, Qianqian, I'm planning to divorce Fang Yuan..."

"Divorce?"

Song Qian turned to look at Tong Wenjie: "Because of the car accident?"

"Not entirely."

Tong Wenjie shook her head: "More because I'm exhausted—physically and emotionally."

"For this family, a woman nearing forty, I've had to silently endure my boss's harassment and my assistant's deliberate obstruction—I'm about to break down..."

"Honestly, Qianqian, I can't go on like this anymore. I'm a person—I want my own life. I want to swim, I want to work out, I want to sleep with my little wolf dog for three days and three nights without stopping!"

"???"

Song Qian raised an eyebrow at Tong Wenjie: "So you've had an affair?"

"No."

Tong Wenjie, realizing she'd spoken impulsively, quickly corrected herself: "Qianqian, I was just saying that randomly—I didn't mean it at all."

"Looking at how anxious you are..."

Song Qian shook her head with a helpless smile: "I'm not Fang Yuan—I don't care whether you cheat or not."

"But, Seeing Tong Wenjie, I have to say this upfront: I advise you to seriously consider divorce."

"After all, before divorce, no matter how Fang Yuan is as a person, he still helps with some household matters."

"But after divorce, every household matter falls on you alone—look at me, I'm the classic example."

"Sigh..."

Seeing Tong Wenjie let out a long sigh, then involuntarily said: "Heaven, please give me a few houses too—then I could just divorce and live carefree like this..."