The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 573 - 577: Bachelorism (Part 2)

Chapter 573: Chapter 577: Bachelorism (Part 2)

And now, she was increasingly able to understand that sister’s feelings.

Later on, she had secretly visited that sister, who was not faring well.

Daily chores, children’s diapers, in-laws, nuns... had transformed a beautiful woman beyond recognition.

The sister, who always used to wear exquisite makeup, now had greasy skin, and her delicate and beautiful figure had changed... even her gentle and generous nature had turned into a petty and fierce temperament.

After seeing this, the original owner always feared that she would also end up like that.

And now, she was about to face the same situation that the sister once encountered.

Bread was hers, gourmet food was hers, and so was her leisure time, the original owner didn’t want to share any of it.

Yet, just like that neighboring sister, she also couldn’t bear to cause her parents any trouble.

Originally, the original owner thought to just get through this arranged date, and later she would slowly convince her parents.

She still firmly believed in her parents’ love for her; they only had her, a single child, unlike that sister who had brothers, sisters, and a younger sister.

But then Wan Shimin appeared, sticking to her like an inescapable snotty worm.

With Zhu Zhizhua’s consent, he became omnipresent like a fly that found a way into every crevice, appearing all around her, even presuming himself to be her boyfriend.

No matter how the original owner refused, Wan Shelmin always had an indulgent look of not taking her ’little moods’ seriously.

He couldn’t understand human language, couldn’t grasp rejection, and presented himself as a thoughtful and affectionate, all-around great guy.

At first, there were people who spoke up for the original owner, but later, many gossipy voices emerged.

They said, how could the original owner be so proud? To have such a good boyfriend and yet not be satisfied, acting all coy... as if she were trying to string him along.

Some even said: It’s surprising to see how vain she is.

How can she not see a good man when she has one, and still she remains single? Could it be that she’s still hoping to snag a rich husband?

Eventually, even the original owner’s mother, Zhu Zhizhua, questioned her daughter: Do you really want to find someone wealthy?

My daughter absolutely cannot be so vain.

What exactly is wrong with Shimin that you stubbornly refuse to be with him?

In the end, Zhu Zhizhua issued a final ultimatum: I only acknowledge Wan Shimin as my son-in-law.

The odd looks from those around her, the pressure from her own parents, and Wan Shimin’s disgustingly clingy behavior.

Even though the original owner repeatedly emphasized, she had no relationship with Wan Shimin, everyone still believed they were a couple, and the more she argued, the more they looked down on her as if she were trash.

It was about this time that the original owner’s depression perhaps began to show signs.

The original owner herself realized something was wrong, and even secretly sought advice from a psychiatrist.

She could pretend not to see or hear everyone else’s gazes and gossip, but not her mother’s.

In the end, the original owner compromised for the sake of family relations.

She even consoled herself that Wan Shimin had always been good to her, and perhaps a different kind of life would also be nice.

If she couldn’t refuse, she had to choose to accept.

But what if things developed beyond her psychological capacity?

After marrying Wan Shimin, everything went beyond the original owner’s imagination.

The man who always put on a nice face instantly changed.

It turned out he would casually pick his nose, fart, not brush his teeth before bed, and his worn socks reeking of a biochemical odor were discarded wherever he went.

It turned out that after work, he was like a paralyzed patient, lying on the couch, motionless, not even helping if the trash can on the floor tipped over.

After having children, this suffocating life became even more terrifying.

The original owner was horrified to find that she was turning into another neighbor sister, just the same.

Earning money, caring for children, doing housework, and even looking after another thirty-something manchild... the original owner increasingly didn’t understand why women should get married.

No matter what you do, there’ll always be a slew of people ready to trouble you.

Life was tough because she didn’t have a job.

The child fell ill because she hadn’t taken meticulous care of him.

Her husband flirted with others because she hadn’t fulfilled her duties as a wife.

It’s so hard, being a woman is truly too hard.

The original owner found that her emotions were becoming uncontrollable, and when she even thought of holding her child and jumping down from the rooftop, she knew her condition was getting worse.

She thought about saving herself, and she had run back to her parents’ home, crying and begging for a divorce.

But her parents refused her.

Zhu Zhihua said that Wan Shimin, her husband, was already good enough.

He brought home a part of his earnings every month, always returned home daily, and treated his in-laws with respect.

"If you get divorced, dragging a child along, could you still find a decent man?"

The original owner cried out, "Why must a woman absolutely get married?"

"I can earn money, do housework, take care of children, drive a car... I can do everything by myself. Why must the presence of a man determine my personal value?"

The original owner’s cries didn’t garner understanding from her own mother.

Zhu Zhihua had only one response: "The Su Family doesn’t have divorced daughters."

The original owner didn’t want this, but she couldn’t control her emotions.

After being rejected by her closest kin, her only lifeline was completely severed.

On another suffocating night, the original owner picked up her daughter and struggled for a while, then put her down, then picked her up again and stepped toward the floor-to-ceiling windows of the eighteenth floor.

At the very last moment, she tenderly kissed her daughter’s forehead, placed her back in the little wooden bed, and then leaped from the building.

Unfortunately, she still hadn’t resisted the devil’s temptation.

She wouldn’t see the sun the following day.

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Having been through so many small worlds, Su Li had always been on her own.

Some people expect marriage, a family; that’s normal.

Some people want to remain single, want freedom; that’s not wrong either.

All these are merely personal choices.

Existence is justified.

When you feel powerless, unable to persist in what you want to uphold, then reflect upon yourself, this is just a manifestation of not being strong enough.

A lack of inner strength leads to wandering and hesitation.

Su Li couldn’t call the original owner weak, she simply chose to compromise with familial affection, that too was her choice.

Perhaps if her mind had been clearer, she might have realized that one comes into this world alone, and dies turning into a speck of dust.

Whether it’s parents, a partner, or children, all are merely travelers passing through a segment of her life journey; who could be more important than herself?

If their company is pleasant and comfortable, then walk together on the same path; if there’s no destiny, then part ways.

Su Li had no intention of paying attention to Zhu Zhihua’s threats, nor was she planning on keeping the appointment.

With a flick of her finger, the clothes Zhu Zhihua had left behind unfolded before her eyes.

This was the demure style favored by straight men, but not the style Su Li preferred, and certainly not what the original owner liked either.