"Home Inn Seven Days Chain?"
Ye Yun looked at Pan Shuping again.
This woman was even more direct, taking a birth control device from the armrest box of the C260.
Black silk short skirt, a tight high-necked sweater on top, fiery red lips, and holding such a thing in her hand, coupled with the provocative expression on her face.
It could be said that any adult man who saw it would probably have his blood boil, and then dash to a hotel.
But Ye Yun wouldn't.
As a mature man, if he were so easily controlled by his lower body, he might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.
Ye Yun shook his head, unmoved.
"You're overthinking it. I don't need to prove to you whether I'm sick, nor will I go and try it with you. I just want to tell you not to set your sights on me, because you will be disappointed. Don't look at me like that. The reason I'm telling you this is because I can see that Mengyao truly considers you a friend."
"To be honest, I understood your intentions long ago. Everything you've done is as laughable as a child's game in front of me."
"Originally, I intended to use you to teach Mengyao the principle that you can't judge a book by its cover. But now, seeing the way Mengyao looks at you, I regret it."
"Although she hasn't said it, I know she probably still cherishes your sisterly bond. If she knew that her supposed sister harbored thoughts of snatching her husband, she would be very, very sad."
"I once swore that as long as I lived, I would never allow Mengyao and her daughter to suffer even the slightest harm."
Looking at Ye Yun's earnest face, Pan Shuping was filled with surprise.
She was a psychological counselor and could naturally tell if someone was lying.
Ye Yun wasn't!
It's just that...
Could anyone in this world consider their wife to this extent?
So everything she had done was just like a child's game in his eyes.
She, in his initial plan, was just a tool to help his wife learn a lesson?
But seeing the way his wife looked at him, and then abandoning all his previous plans solely because his wife might be sad about her best friend stealing her husband.
It could be said that this man truly protected his wife as if she were supreme.
This in itself was very rare and valuable.
Considering the vast wealth this man possessed, the countless temptations and trials he must have faced, and yet still remained true to his original intentions, made it even more precious.
But then, thinking about Li Mengyao, who knew her husband was so wealthy, was still thinking about helping Ye Yun manage their household frugally, and was only willing to buy a Leiling worth a little over ten thousand yuan for a car.
Pan Shuping's heart was subtly touched.
Perhaps, her original intention of trying to intervene as a third party.
Might have been a bit too wishful thinking.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll fly into a rage and abandon you, and then tell Mengyao everything? In that case, Mengyao will probably be even angrier that you're deceiving her!" Pan Shuping asked.
Ye Yun smiled.
"Are you flying into a rage now?"
Pan Shuping was stunned.
Yes!
She wasn't angry at this moment.
As for kicking this man out of the car and telling Li Mengyao everything, she hadn't even considered it.
Why?
She was desperately pursuing this man.
Treating him as her last hope for crossing the wealth class.
She should have been furious if anyone tried to stop her.
Why, after this man said it so directly, did she not seem to be in a fit of rage as expected?
"Time can heal everything, it's the best medicine. And you've studied psychology, you should know that no matter how much wealth or status one has, it doesn't affect future arguments. It's just that as you get older, you find it hard to accept finding an ordinary person, and feel unwilling."
"By the way, what was that joke? It said that a girl protected by a lion would never fall for a wild dog. In fact, you know better than anyone that the statement itself is very harsh. A girl protected by a lion is still a lioness, not a bitch. In fact, all these years, what you've craved most should be a simple and happy life."
Pan Shuping fell silent, this time she didn't retort.
Because what Ye Yun said was indeed what she thought.
After many years of studying psychology, she had often pondered this question.
Was it still meaningful to pursue those wealthy people?
Just like most older single women, they insisted on finding a tall, 985-graduate, high-earning, homeowner with a car.
Didn't they know that finding a man who perfectly met all their criteria was one in ten thousand?
Could such a person even look at them?
Older single women understood this too!
Seeing her peers raising families and having children who were already going out to buy soy sauce, wasn't Pan Shuping envious?
She was envious too!
It wasn't that she couldn't endure hardship. If she couldn't endure hardship, she wouldn't have been willing to study psychology, work as a salesperson for luxury cars and houses, or become a flight attendant.
It was simply an obsession.
Sometimes, in the quiet of the night, she even wondered.
Should she just find an ordinary man and get married, and live a simple life.
After all, she had seen too many faces of wealthy people in her life.
Wealth did not equate to virtue.
Just as Ye Yun said, her mind was stuck on this standard, and she kept telling herself.
She must find a rich man, she didn't want to be a nanny, she wanted to be a young lady.
Over time, it became an obsession, and she couldn't back down, so she started to harbor ulterior motives.
And what Ye Yun said was an opportunity.
It allowed Pan Shuping to bring her own problems into the open and clearly know what she wanted.
Once all the problems were brought to light, many things were no longer so stubborn.
"If you keep zoning out, we might miss the appointment to cut Mr. Grandpa's hair this morning," Ye Yun reminded her.
Pan Shuping snapped back to attention and looked at Ye Yun's smiling face, frowning.
"Teacher Ye, I'm starting to suspect that your master's degree wasn't in Traditional Chinese Medicine, but in psychology. What, have you studied psychology too?"
"Guess?" Ye Yun asked back.
Pan Shuping pouted her lips as if in thought, then chuckled lightly, "Guess if I guess?"
Ye Yun almost burst out laughing and didn't dwell on the issue any longer.
It was often like this. If Li Mengyao hadn't trusted Pan Shuping so much,
He wouldn't have spoken up to remind her.
As for whether he studied or not, and the guess-guessing part, Ye Yun didn't answer because whoever answered lost.
Pan Shuping had probably interacted with many wealthy men over the years.
But as he said,
No one is forever eighteen, but there is always someone who is eighteen.
For women, age is the greatest weapon.
Pan Shuping also knew her disadvantage in terms of age. She could treat this issue rationally, which was why his advice had some effect.
And using the same method on Wang Wenwen, who had a similar obsession with him, would be a joke.
If he really did that, that girl would probably stare at him with teary eyes, silent, full of unspoken resentment.
However, even for Pan Shuping, would it really work?