"I don't want to live my life in a daze, like the other men in the village, eating, sleeping, farming, marrying a not-so-smart wife, having not-so-smart children, generation after generation, in an endless cycle."
After voicing his feelings, Yu Jingting started talking business with Su Zhe.
"You've got to know what a woman wants. Take my wife, for instance. Do you think she cares about money? I made her a gold bracelet a few days ago, and didn't see her liking it at all."
"That bracelet of yours is over 100 grams, if it's known it's a bracelet; if not, it looks like handcuffs, big and gaudy—any old lady wouldn't necessarily like it, let alone Suizi," Su Zhe couldn't help but criticize.
Yu Jingting simply had to spoil his wife whenever he had some money in hand, treating Suizi like a big cloth doll, dressing her up whenever he thought of it.
