Chapter 233: Zhu Yiwen Likes Men

Shi Youxuan pondered for a long time before speaking again: "This person is always like this; only when they lose something do they know how to regret, never understanding how to cherish the person right in front of them."

"Forget it, let's not mention him. It's all in the past now, and our lives must move forward."

Jian Yining was pleasantly surprised; Yingzi had said "we."

We!

"Yingzi, do you agree to marry me?" Jian Yining gripped her hand.

Because he was too excited, he didn't control his strength well.

Shi Youxuan's onion-white fingers were gripped until they turned red, and this was the Zhu Zhai; she was still nominally the mistress of the Zhu Family, so it would be improper for the servants to see this.

"A Ning, let go; it's not good for people to see."

Jian Yining hurriedly let go and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just too happy, hehehe..."

Originally, he had been worried that telling Yingzi these things might affect the resolve she had finally made.

Now it seemed he had worried in vain; it hadn't affected her, and she still agreed to be with him. So now, only one thing remained: to go and speak to Zhu Yiwen, to ask him to let Yingzi go and return her happiness to her.

After Jian Yining left, Shi Youxuan was still immersed in shock, unable to pull herself out.

The Study.

"Please sit. Spend some time having fun here these few days; there's no rush for work matters, we can discuss them whenever." Zhu Yiwen misunderstood, thinking Jian Yining was in such a rush to find him to discuss work.

Jian Yining didn't waste words and got straight to the point: "Chairman Zhu, I didn't come to you to discuss work, but a private matter."

"Oh?" Zhu Yiwen raised an eyebrow, then personally brewed tea and poured a cup for Jian Yining: "Taste the tea I've brewed."

He had no leisure or elegance for such things right now, so he took it and placed it directly on the table: "I'm not thirsty."

"I came this time to request that you divorce Yingzi; I want to marry her."

If it were any other husband hearing such a request, they would likely have thrown the person out, but Zhu Yiwen did not.

He didn't even change his expression, as indifferent as if he were being asked about the weather today.

"What else did she tell you?"

Jian Yining felt Zhu Yiwen's attitude was a bit strange; even if there was no love between the two and it was only a cooperative relationship, he shouldn't be this calm.

"She said there is a contract between you."

Zhu Yiwen: "Is that all?"

Jian Yining felt it was even stranger: "What else could there be? I love Yingzi, and I will give her a very happy life. Don't worry, the cooperation between you two will remain unchanged after the divorce; it will be the same as it was before."

"I won't interfere in her affairs; whatever she wants to do, she can do. I just want to give her happiness, and she will be very happy with me."

Zhu Yiwen remained indifferent: "Did she tell you herself that she isn't happy with me? I can give her status and position; what else does she need?"

Jian Yining grew anxious again.

He hadn't expected that while Zhu Yiwen could see through things in other areas, why was he so dense when it came to love between men and women?

He retorted to Zhu Yiwen: "She doesn't need status or position. She is a woman, and women all need love. That is something you cannot give her, but I can!"

Zhu Yiwen's face began to look unpleasant, and his tone turned cold: "She once said she didn't need love, that love is a luxury, and she never wanted to touch it again in this life. This woman doesn't keep her word."

Jian Yining couldn't let Zhu Yiwen misunderstand Yingzi, so he spent a lot of breath explaining it clearly to him.

He told him that all of this was initiated by himself, and if it weren't for his initiative, Shi Youxuan had never thought about leaving him.

Zhu Yiwen's expression finally looked a bit better.

Then, Jian Yining spent a long time telling him that women are like delicate flowers that need a man's careful care.

This care is not just material abundance and the satisfaction of vanity, but also requires resonance in the spiritual world and intimate physical contact.

"Did she tell you we haven't lived together?" Zhu Yiwen asked suddenly.

Such a question between two men is considered normal, but if it is a husband in a sexless marriage asking a man who loves his wife this question, it is awkward.

And the awkwardness was unavoidable.

"Yes."

Jian Yining answered.

A moment later, he hurriedly explained: "I tricked it out of her. The relationship between you two is too abnormal, so of course I asked because I care about her. She wouldn't have said anything originally, but she only spoke when I pressed her."

"What else did she say?"

This was the second time in their conversation that Zhu Yiwen had asked this.

He was usually a man of few words, without a single word of superfluous nonsense, but today he was somewhat abnormal.

Furthermore, Jian Yining realized at this moment that he seemed to have asked Yingzi the same question twice, but she hadn't said anything.

Realizing the abnormality, Jian Yining's gaze became suspicious: "What other secrets do you two have?"

"I actually did ask, but she didn't say and brushed it off."

Zhu Yiwen fell silent and began to drink tea.

To keep the atmosphere from appearing so awkward, Jian Yining also picked up his teacup and downed the tea that had already gone cold in one gulp!

Consequently, Zhu Yiwen refilled it for him.

The two began to drink tea as if they were competing, one cup after another.

The tea in the cups had become as pale as plain water, without a hint of flavor, and there was no more room in their stomachs for any more water; Zhu Yiwen finally spoke again: "I am gay."

"Cough, cough..."

Jian Yining choked and coughed incessantly.

After finally stopping his cough, seeing that Zhu Yiwen's expression was very hurt, he hurriedly explained: "I don't have any intention of discriminating against you, not even a little bit. I'm just a bit surprised, shocked."

It was indeed shocking; the two had known each other for several years and had interacted many times, yet Zhu Yiwen had never shown the slightest clue, and he had never thought in that direction either.

Although Jian Yining was not, he did not discriminate.

"It's just a different sexual orientation; what's the big deal?" Jian Yining said dismissively, despising Zhu Yiwen for making a fuss.

However, his indifferent attitude was the greatest comfort in the eyes of Zhu Yiwen.

He explained, "This is L Country, not Jiangzhou, and certainly not the United States. If this matter spreads and is discovered by my opponents, I will never have a chance to turn things around."

"It's not that serious, is it?"

It was Jian Yining's first time in L Country; he only knew that Yingzi lived very prosperously here and had gained a simple understanding of the local customs and practices, but he had never researched this aspect.

Let alone researched it, he hadn't even thought about it.

In reality, the situation in L Country was even more severe than what Zhu Yiwen had described.

Zhu Yiwen told Jian Yining out of absolute trust; he nodded, "If you tell others, and people outside believe it, my lover and I will be sent to a psychiatric hospital to undergo forced treatment."

"Treatment? How do they treat it? By forcibly straightening out those who are bent?" The words were crude but the point was sound; it was more or less exactly like that.

He told Jian Yining that "patients" would be subjected to electric shocks and locked in a dark room for twenty-four hours without sleep to undergo brainwashing.

There would be people who, at irregular intervals and in fixed amounts, would instill in these people that this orientation was wrong, shameless, selfish, and a disgrace to their ancestors...

Then they would also be made to write a Guarantee Letter, promising to abandon such thoughts, and then go out to find a woman to marry and have children.

But that wasn't the end of it; those who had once been sent in for treatment would be branded for life and would never be able to hold their heads high again.

Ordinary people would be unable to find work, and someone like him would have it even worse; perhaps they wouldn't even give him the chance for "treatment" and would instead drag him directly to the Square to be burned to death in a great fire!