After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

1007 Chapter 1007: Blame My Stupidity

Mr. Che reminded, “Life has a hundred flavors, and no one prefers the taste of bitterness.”

“Wait a moment.” Mr. Che thought it over and felt something was off, his suspicious gaze landing on Che Qin, “This isn’t hypothetical, is it? Le Yu is just pretending, and that’s why you’re upset, you feel like he’s playing you?”

Che Qin forced a smile, “It’s just a hypothetical, who doesn’t love money, right?”

“You better believe it, with your current situation, if you’ve caught a rich second generation, don’t you dare let go,” Mr. Che advised.

After hearing that, Che Qin retracted her gaze in disappointment.

Her father hadn’t changed, still obsessed with money, putting interests above all else.

Her father, or perhaps many others, would never understand.

Even her former self might have treated today’s issue as a joke and easily turned the page.

“Dad, you can go back now, I need to rest.” Che Qin was in a poor mood and didn’t want to continue listening to Mr. Che’s moralizing.

Gently being sent away, Mr. Che had nothing more to say, leaving behind the words, “Go to sleep early.”

After Mr. Che left, Che Qin leaned against the door, looking at Le Yu.

Le Yu, seeing that she hadn’t closed the door, felt a pang in his heart and quickly walked up to her.

“Qinqin, listen to me explain,” Le Yu urgently grasped her hand, “I had planned to be honest with you all along, the gift was my apology, I truly didn’t intend to keep deceiving you.”

“It’s my fault. Aside from this, I haven’t lied to you about anything else. At first, I thought that an ordinary life was good, different from my past life, and later I didn’t know how to broach the subject.” Le Yu let her gaze straight into his eyes, not dodging or avoiding, anxiously explaining, “I never thought about pretending to be poor to test your sincerity, I…”

“I know,” Che Qin said.

Yes, he wasn’t lying with the intention of testing her sincerity.

When she was working hard for that meager salary from nine to five, Le Yu was also delivering parcels in the wind and rain across the city.

When she came home from work, tired, preparing dinner, he was also clumsily hanging clothes on the drying rack.

He wasn’t just lying around watching her struggle on her own, nor was he ever stingy with her.

He was willing to spend all his wages on gifts for her, treat her to meals, pay the rent, and would pick her up in stormy weather, embracing her after a long day’s work.

“The mistake isn’t entirely yours; I’m just as foolish,” Che Qin withdrew her hand.

It’s only now, upon reflection, that she realized when he said he had money he wasn’t just posturing out of pride; it was all her misunderstanding, coupled with his curiosity about a love in poverty, that created today’s situation.

Everyone loves money, she included, but in the end, she chose to be with him when he had nothing to his name.

That hard-earned wedding fund of twenty thousand, compared to the family business he was set to inherit, seemed like a joke.

To others, it may be a harmless joke, but when sincerity is confronted with lies, it’s her heart that gets hurt, her self-respect that’s wounded.

The misunderstanding she had caused herself was now mocking her own foolishness.

“Let’s break up, let’s both cool off for a while,” Che Qin said, her energy drained, “Thinking about it now, the person I liked was the Le Yu who lived with me in the rented house, not the young master of the Le family.”

The young master Le of their circle loved to play and spend lavishly, a typical rich second generation, with a constant stream of pretty girls, no ideals or pursuits, living only for the moment, and that was all.

This was the reality she had witnessed when she had edged into the circle of rich second generations.

That version of young master Le, her former self might have wanted to cling to, but would never have fallen in love with. After all, it was for the sake of glamor; how could she be foolish enough to offer her true heart?

Now, Che Qin knew, her great-aunt had said it most sensibly: don’t be too greedy, what you can reach with your hand is just right.

Battered by life, she understood a lot more; she could earn money herself, she wanted to live a stable life, not looking to scheme or climb up by taking shortcuts anymore.

And when he returned to his circle, would he ever really choose her as his life partner again?