Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 973 - 773: Missing the Modern Times

Chapter 973: Chapter 773: Missing the Modern Times

"It’s the hometown with airplanes and cars; such outrageous things don’t occur there, the Emperor never relies on marriage alliances to manage state affairs. There, we have the freedom to choose our partners, and only marry those we like. Others have no right to separate them."

Of course, except for those prime-time soap operas about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas, where divorces are often due to the meddling of the mother-in-law.

"Hearing you talk about it, I really want to visit your hometown. If you wanted to resign from a position there, is it as complicated?"

Nan Feng thought for a moment and couldn’t help but curl his lips into a wry smile, "Actually, it’s quite complicated. It seems like there are all sorts of approvals required; you can’t just resign whenever you want. Oh, and you need to apply one or two months in advance. For positions like yours, they’d also investigate your bank accounts. Oh right, our accounts are networked, just like banks. You open an account there, and the bank gives you a card with a magnetic strip. With just a swipe, you can see how much money you’ve spent and how much remains, and it’s accepted nationwide."

"That really is magical," Ye Ge said. "Anyway, we’re idle right now. Why don’t you tell me more?"

"Hmm..." Nan Feng pondered and said, "Actually, each has its merits. It’s just that technology is more advanced, and common folks can freely choose a job they like, such as lawyer, doctor, driver, teacher, depending on their level of education."

"So, what’s the most profitable job?" Ye Ge asked with a smile.

"The most profitable? Well, of course, it’s doing business. Our hometown is not like here where merchants lack status. In our hometown... sigh, there’s actually one thing that’s not so great—wealthy people are respected more. There’s a saying, ’They laugh at the poor, not the prostitutes,’ that’s what it means. Because there are many places where people need money: medical care, children’s education, travel, especially housing, which is incredibly expensive. Some folks work hard all their lives and still can’t afford to buy a house."

"Do children have to go to school? Can’t they be taught at home? What do they learn?"

"There’s a lot," Nan Feng found some paper and a pencil, "Six years of elementary school, six years of high school, four years of university—although some are three years, some five. Then there’s graduate school, doctorate... Let’s start with elementary school..."

As Nan Feng sketched on the paper, Ye Ge listened intently, particularly interested in English and mathematics. However, when it came to the classics and history, Nan Feng’s knowledge clearly fell short in comparison to Ye Ge’s.

The two were chatting and laughing until the room slowly quieted down, and only then did they turn their heads.

The Emperor had arrived at some point and was standing at the doorway, watching the two conversing happily.

It was the first time he had seen the smiling faces of Ye Ge and Nan Feng; they only seemed to talk so openly and joyfully with one another, heads touching, practically cheek to cheek.

However, as soon as they saw the Emperor, they became serious again, first bowing to him, then looking at him, waiting for him to speak.

The Emperor couldn’t help but give a light-hearted smile, "Why do you react like mice who’ve seen a cat whenever you see Us?"

Ye Ge answered, "Has Your Majesty come with a conclusion now?"

The Emperor first took a seat in a chair, then gestured for Ye Ge and Nan Feng to sit, and spoke indifferently, "There is no conclusion yet."

Nan Feng had been avoiding looking at the Emperor, staring fixedly at a particular spot instead.

Recalling the night before her escape, she suddenly felt extremely nauseated. How could she have left such a note for him? Now, she could assert with certainty that even if she hadn’t met Ye Ge, she would never marry a man like the Emperor.