"I really want to meet my father’s expectations of me. I hope I can become an iron-willed career woman, just like the elders my father often talks about, who don’t need emotions and devote themselves solely to their careers. A woman who wants to stand tall always has to pay a price. I think I can do it, but I still can’t control my sadness inside... Am I letting my father down?"

"Silly girl, who told you that a career woman won’t have a happy family?" Qian wiped her tears.

"I figured it out myself. The career women my father introduced to me are either divorced or single. How many men can accept their woman earning more than them and being more capable? When you’re busy to a certain extent, where is the time for family and love? Qian’er, didn’t you also tell me that when a woman becomes strong enough, she doesn’t need a man anymore?"

Crunch. Yu Minglang almost bit through a bamboo skewer, looking sharply at Qian. This trouble-making woman had said such inhumane things?

Qian didn’t need to turn around to know that Yu Minglang was becoming difficult again, and she had to pretend she hadn’t noticed and continue to comfort Narcissus.

"I did say that—" Hey, the stubborn man behind me, can’t you just let me finish talking before getting angry!

"See! You admit you’ve said such things!" Narcissus became even more upset. She seemed to feel she was facing a choice—career or family.

"I did say that, but it was relative, not absolute. Women becoming strong enough indeed don’t need certain men. Like Liumei’s ex-boyfriend, who is not very capable but has a big temper, meddles too much, and has a small mind, seeing women as appendages and tools for having children; such men are better off without. But with someone like my Xiaoqiang, and like your Daodao, full of merits and able to tolerate us, helping us hold up a family together, such men are worth having."

Qian said the last sentence looking at the man standing behind Narcissus, who was drenched and panting, looking at Qian holding Narcissus.

Finally, he’s here.

Qian looked at the man behind Narcissus and smiled.

This guy was quite something. It had only been a few minutes since he got the call. Did he force the taxi driver to speed over here?

Narcissus was facing away from the newcomer and didn’t see him; she was still sobbing out her feelings.

"But I can’t give him anything. Dexi’s family is also well-off, why would he care for my family’s money? I can’t give him anything but money. I can only hold back his development. I so wish I could have been born into an ordinary family. How great it would be to support each other like you and Minglang. I also want to follow him, like an ordinary girl, wash hands, make soup, and wait for my beloved to return home. But what about my dad? What about my dad’s lifelong hard work? I can’t ignore my dad. He’s cherished me all my life, given me life and everything. I can’t be so selfish!"

"If you can’t follow me, then I’ll follow you! If you don’t ask me directly, how do you know I don’t care about you? How do you know you can’t give me anything?"

This voice made Narcissus freeze, her body stiffen. Was she hallucinating?

This voice that appeared in her dreams, was it, could it be—

"Oh my, I’m so moved!" Liumei wiped her tears; she was about to cry. The annual tear-jerker drama, from tragedy to reversal, she was deeply touched!

Fugui silently handed over tissues. He thought Qian’s analysis was very correct; Liumei indeed was a girl who seemed strong but was soft-hearted inside, not as tough inside as she appeared outside.

Narcissus was frozen for a long time, not daring to turn around. She was afraid that if she turned around, everything would turn to empty, just an illusion.

Qian encouraged her.

"Go face what you should face. Career and family have never been a single-choice question. You only see the few career women with unhappy marriages that godfather introduced, and think that a woman’s strong career aspirations mean losing love. I don’t deny that the probability of broken marriages for career women is indeed higher than in ordinary families. This is tied to the instincts passed down from a paternal society, where some men have strong egos and don’t want to accept their wives being career women. Some men compromise for money, but there will also be a small number who are not for money and not in that mindset, just staying together for pure feelings."

Qian glanced at Yu Minglang, and they exchanged a warm look. She knew Xiaoqiang was such a man.

"Such men are really rare. He must be strong inside, able to tolerate and understand his wife. He must have an indomitable confidence, not measuring feelings with money. When you turn around, such a man is standing behind you. I think you should have a personal chat with him."

Qian pushed Narcissus over, and Daodao immediately hugged her.

Long time no see, he seemed thinner, and something was different... Narcissus suddenly noticed, was he wearing casual clothes?

Having known him for so long, it was rare to see him dressed so casually. He was always in business attire, in suits and ties.

"One, take your people and leave now, and we’ll settle the score later!" Zhu Dexi warned without looking back.

Yu Minglang immediately grabbed two bottles of beer, and also took all the skewers on the stove, "Let’s go go go, we’re all leaving."

"I still want to watch..." Liumei was dragged away by Fugui, a hundred times unwilling.

Such deeply emotional rainy scenes are rare and yet unseen, it’s such a pity!

"If you want to see, I’ll confess to you once we get back. Don’t stay here, my little body can’t contend with these trained guys." Fugui said quite objectively.

According to a forensic psychiatrist’s observation, Zhu Dexi was in a highly excited state now, which between men and women, could easily lead to kissing after a confession, but between two men, might result in a brawl.

"Then I’ll look for my brother and sister-in-law~" Liumei was clueless as she walked toward Qian.

Fugui dragged her back again, "Don’t disturb them either, don’t you know how cunning your brother is?"

Anyone could see that when Yu Minglang carried beer and tugged Qian toward the rocks by the sea, they were going for some private alone time. Anyone being an unwelcome light bulb would get into trouble!

"Ah, then what are we doing?" Liumei turned around multiple times per step, wondering what Narcissus and Daodao would be saying?

I wonder what sister-in-law and brother went to do behind the rocks?

"I’ll drive, and we’ll head back."

"Oh..." Liumei was very disappointed; she was just going back like this.

The car was parked by the roadside, and the two got into Fugui’s several-hand run-down car.

"I’ll change the car once we go back. Next time I won’t make you sit so bumpy." Fugui had been driving this old car for several years, always thinking there was no need to change until he met her.

"No need, isn’t it still drivable? You just bought a house, that must have cost a lot." Liumei wasn’t the kind of girl who fussed over these things.

He suddenly leaned over, apparently intending to move toward her, making Liumei nervous, suddenly recalling that kiss during truth or dare. Was today going to be a double attack?