Philosophy of the CEO’s Infidelity

“Yes!” Shao Yihe’s aunt walked in, adding: “Besides, after your parents passed away, your uncle and I have taken care of you all these years. Asking you to do this small payback is not too much, right?”

It was far from a small payback – this would completely destroy her lifelong happiness!

But Shao Yihe couldn’t refute, because she knew her aunt was right. Although her uncle and aunt hadn’t treated her as well as their own child, they had raised her and cultivated her to graduate from a prestigious university. This kindness was indeed difficult to erase –

But to give up her entire life like this, she really…

Seeing her still silent, with obvious rejection and struggle on her face, her aunt was not about to let her go and raised her voice to pressure her: “What’s the matter? Say something!”

“I…” Shao Yihe wanted to decisively shake her head and say no, but her uncle’s nurturing kindness was etched in her heart. If she refused their request, wouldn’t that be ungrateful?

Her eyes closed even tighter because she knew she had no right to say no.

Shao Wendé, seeing her attitude seemed to have softened, quickly encouraged her on the side. “Just agree! Uncle promises to find the most ideal partner for you.”

And by “ideal partner”, he meant a wealthy and powerful man. As for age, appearance, and personality matching her – that was certainly not the focus.

Shao Yihe’s eyes glistened with crystal-like tears, painfully biting her lip, and slowly nodded. “I’ll follow Uncle’s arrangements!”

“How wonderful—” Zhou Xiangmei stood up excitedly and shouted, but Shao Wende quickly pulled his wife aside and whispered, “Shh! Let Yihe have some peace.”

With that, he led Zhou Xiangmei out of the living room.

Shao Yihe sat alone in the living room. Although it was afternoon, everything before her eyes seemed gray. She had just surrendered her marital autonomy entirely to her uncle… She sat blankly in the living room all afternoon, contemplating her future, her heart filled with terror.

What would the future hold? What kind of man would she encounter?

She used to think about this often, but now, three months later, she no longer pondered such questions.

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