20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3663 Stockholm

"But he practiced,"

Ye Hechou was unwilling to say that name because he felt disgusted just saying it.

Several years ago, Ye Jinghao approached him, asking him to obtain the thirteen small pills from Ye Hefeng. Ye Hechou refused Ye Jinghao, and to appease him, even promised him the position of the next head of this branch of the Ye family.

Despite his mother's difficult circumstances, Ye Hechou's surname, Ye, does not mean that he has no sense of right and wrong.

“I know what you’re worried about. You’re afraid that Ziyu will follow in your mother-in-law’s footsteps.”

Yao Zehui said, "Actually, I didn't want to talk about this before, after all, he is your father and my father-in-law."

"What do you mean?"

Ye Hechou turned his head in confusion, looking at his wife sitting beside him.

"Back then, my mother-in-law needed to write a thesis on forest vegetation communities for her university graduation. Trusting my father-in-law, she went into the mountains with seven or eight other people, including other women. The next day, my father-in-law deliberately separated my mother-in-law from the group. That night, taking advantage of my mother-in-law's fear and exhaustion, he semi-forced her to have sex with him. Then, he repeated this for five consecutive days until he completely conquered my mother-in-law physically, turning her into a puppet of absolute physical dependence and obedience."

Yao Zehui said quietly, "My father-in-law hid this very well. He kept it a secret from my mother-in-law and her parents for two or three years, giving them the image of an honest, upright, and woman-averse good man. Little did they know that all this pretense was to wait for this opportunity. They also didn't know that such a technique actually existed in this world."

Yao Zehui's words annoyed Ye Hechou: "It's been so many years, why bring it up again?"

"I'm telling you this just so that your mother-in-law's situation is completely different from Ziyu's."

"What's the difference? They're all the same!"

Ye Hechou's voice was a bit heavy: "She is also your daughter. If you really want to push her into a fire pit, don't you know how much your mother suffered back then? She is your godmother. She loved you more than she loved me when you were a child."

Yao Zehui looked at her ex-husband with a complicated expression.

"how?"

Ye Hechou couldn't understand his ex-wife's inexplicable gaze.

"nothing."

Although more than 30 years have passed, the naive young girl who loved wearing white dresses back then has become a middle-aged woman in her fifties. However, the hatred and resentment she felt towards her ex-husband Ye Hechou have never faded or been worn away by time.

During her high school years, she secretly became lovers with a tall, handsome, blond-haired, blue-eyed male classmate. However, her strict upbringing prevented her from letting anyone know, and she only dared to reveal a little bit to her godbrother.

As a result, this "brother" took advantage of her during a drinking session. At that time, she was naive and thought that the two of them had made a mistake because they were drunk. But her alcohol tolerance was not that low.

It wasn't until she married into the Ye family that she realized her parents and his parents had already tacitly approved of the marriage. After learning that he loved someone else, this seemingly harmless, short, dark-skinned, and thin, taciturn brother—whom she often stood up for—displayed his Ye family traits when drunk. That's why she could better understand her mother-in-law's pain and was certain that her daughter and Zhao Chang'an wouldn't suffer the same tragedy.

“My mother-in-law’s feelings for my father-in-law are complicated. When he was still able to use his talents, she could suppress her negative emotions. But after he turned thirty and his physical dependence was completely gone, all that was left between her and him was genuine affection. The problem is, my mother-in-law has never truly loved my father-in-law.”

Yao Zehui sighed and said, "The man she loved, a Chinese-French musical prodigy, chose to return to Taiwan after seeing how obedient his mother was to his father-in-law, without any personal thoughts or dignity. After her mother-in-law finally went to France to find that man after several years of torment and transformation, she found herself again, but all she found was a tombstone."

Knowing all this, you still think that way?

"Because of Zhao Chang'an, Ziyu had never loved a man before, and even though Zhao Chang'an had entered the second level after the age of thirty and lost his physical dependence, it did not prevent her from liking him emotionally."

Knowing that her ex-husband wouldn't accept this, Yao Zehui asked, "If you don't believe me, go find me a man who is three or four years younger than Ziyu, or a few years older, who is handsome and talented."

"These shouldn't be hard to find, right?"

Ye Hechou was clearly unconvinced.

"Not difficult?"

Yao Zehui chuckled: "Men, 50%, twenty to thirty, let's say the average age is 70, 7%, unmarried, let's say half, 3.5%, handsome, let's say 6%, 0.21%, top university graduates, let's say 10%, 0.02%, exceptionally talented, let's say 10%, that's all considered high, 0.002%. In the entire Europe of over 700 million people, there are only about 15,000 men who meet all these criteria."

Ye Hechou hated his ex-wife's rational analysis based on mathematical models. Just like when she entered Ye's Pharmacy, she had the audacious idea of ​​combining Western medicine with standardization and improvement of the pharmacy, which ultimately led to her being marginalized and forced out of the pharmacy's management.

He said unhappily, "Even if you're right, 15,000 people is not a small number!"

"This doesn't even take into account an individual's earning ability and wealth. Of course, more than half of the young people who meet these standards should have a pretty good future, but I dare say that 99.99% of people have no chance of reaching Zhao Chang'an's current level. So, only two or three might be able to."

"If you measure it by wealth, then it loses its meaning. Take Beckham, for example, who is said to be very popular among young women all over Europe. Can you say he's worse than Zhao Chang'an? What about those who excel in science and technology, music (not counting music, painting, or other fields)? Are they not considered excellent?"

Ye Hechou seized upon this linguistic loophole in his wife's words and began to retaliate.

"And what about Chinese ancestry?"

Yao Zehui smiled and asked her ex-husband, "Didn't your Ye family establish a rule that marriages can only be between people of the same race and origin? If we follow that standard, let's put aside our current wealth and try to find someone else for me from among these 15,000 people in the whole of Europe. The number of Chinese in Europe is less than 1%, which is about 150 people. Even if you find someone among these 150 people, the question is whether your daughter would like him? Besides, he's so outstanding, haven't any girls pursued him all these years, waiting for your daughter to bump into him by chance?"

Ye Hechou was speechless, but his face was very ugly. If he hadn't been concerned about his ex-wife's feelings, he would have gotten out of bed and gone to his own room to sleep.

“If it were before, I would definitely have objected and would have done everything in my power to stop it. But my father-in-law is over eighty years old this year, and Ye Pingbai is also in very good health. I heard that Ye Pingbai still changes a female secretary every year, including the female secretaries who stayed in Europe. They are all married and living well. So this shows that, at least for the women, sex is no longer an issue.”

"Ye Pingbai is deceiving himself. His nerves have atrophied there and he can't feel anything at all."

At this moment, Yao Zehui took out a toy from the bedside table next to her and, under Ye Hechou's shocked gaze, asked him with a smile, "Does it have feelings? Do I need it to have feelings?"