The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 330 Do You Ever Regret? 3_1

She looked at Xiaoya in confusion. "Are you suggesting that I break up with Xiaojue? But Xiaojue hasn’t done anything wrong. He treats me exceptionally well."

Xu Xiaoya was at a loss for words. Even she had to admit that Huang Xiaojue wasn’t a scumbag like Zhong Minghui. It wouldn’t be fair to break up with him just because of his mother’s harsh treatment.

Yan Xixi sat sulkily for a long while before remembering, "Xiaoya, I’ve paid the deposit."

Xu Xiaoya was both surprised and delighted. "Is that house really so cheap? It’s in a famous upscale residential area. Xixi, you’re really lucky. Why did they offer such a large discount?"

"I don’t know. The saleswoman said the house prices might plummet."

"No matter how much they drop, this price is a steal."

"Sigh, actually, I don’t really want to buy it."

"Why not?"

"I’m afraid I won’t be able to afford it after resigning."

Xiaoya was taken aback. "Are you really planning to resign?"

She responded slowly, "If I want to avoid losing Xiaojue, I have no choice but to resign." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Without waiting for Xu Xiaoya to respond, she went into the bedroom. She lay there for a long time, but sleep eluded her. True to her nature, she should have snapped at Huang’s mother when she was being harsh tonight. But for Xiaojue’s sake, she held her temper in check. But how long can she hold it back?

The phone was right next to her, yet it hadn’t rung at all. Xiaojue hadn’t called. She felt anxious, and an ominous premonition took hold of her. It was just like when Mother was critically ill; with Huang’s mother obstructing everything, I knew Xiaojue wouldn’t be able to come.

She stared at her phone intently, but thirty minutes passed, then an hour, then two hours... Huang Xiaojue still hadn’t called. She knew in her heart that if Xiaojue didn’t call tonight, their relationship probably couldn’t continue.

After what felt like an eternity, her phone finally rang. Overjoyed, she looked, but it was just a text message.

"I got scammed for 800 yuan online today! I called the cops! But they said they wouldn’t file a report unless the loss exceeded 2,000 yuan! So, I transferred another 1,200 yuan to the scammer’s account. Miss, tell me, am I not too cunning?!"

Yan Xixi’s mouth hung open, but she couldn’t manage a laugh.

After quite some time, she replied out of courtesy, "I checked out the housing development you recommended. Their discount was extremely generous. I paid a 10,000 yuan deposit. Thank you."

"How will you thank me?"

"I really don’t know how."

"You don’t know? Or maybe you’re pretending not to know? Isn’t offering yourself what I’m expecting in exchange?"

Yan Xixi chuckled. What a character this fellow is!

Suddenly, she felt an overwhelming sense of kinship toward this complete stranger.

"Sigh, I’m not in a good mood today."

"Tell me what’s bothering you. It’ll cheer me up."

"Men casually say they want to marry a beautiful and charming wife, and no one finds it strange. But when women express their desire to marry a wealthy man, why are they despised? Men love beauty, women love wealth, isn’t it the same thing? Why is it that when a woman makes one misstep, she is looked down upon for life?"

"Miss, have you ever made a wrong step for money?"

This question was sharp and pointed. Yan Xixi was momentarily at a loss for how to respond. Is my relationship with Wan Donglin a blemish on my past?

The other person pressed on: "Miss, have you ever regretted that wrong step you took?"

Do I regret it? If it weren’t for Wan Donglin, could I have finished university and changed my life? If it weren’t for Wan Donglin, would I even have the right to stand here and endure Huang’s mother’s criticism? No, I wouldn’t even have such a meager right!

She asserted firmly, "No!"

"Hahaha!"