Ye Xinyan gave her a sidelong glance and said coolly, "As a wife who was cast out by her husband, I naturally don't have that many rules to follow. You, as a proper young lady, of course, need to conduct yourself with proper decorum to spend harmonious days with your perfect gentleman. If you were like me, wouldn't you also be despised by your husband?"
"Is that so?" Zhou Biyao's eyes aimlessly looked ahead, and after a long while, she said disconsolately, "If I could live as unrestrainedly as Sister, even if despised by my husband, wouldn't it be worth it? It's just too bad I'm not as capable as Sister; even if I really left home, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live such an unrestrained life."
Ye Xinyan raised an eyebrow. What did that mean? Following the logic from her previous life, if one had to choose between a career and a husband, then choose the career?
"If you could be like me, would you be willing to give up your husband or fiancé?" Ye Xinyan asked.
