People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

In the eyes of most girls who consider themselves to be in the top 5% of attractiveness, a slightly handsome guy is just average, an average guy is just ugly, and only a really handsome guy can make them actively approach him.

Unfortunately, the commander-in-chief is selective; he doesn't just accept anyone who comes along.

Of course, this is in school, where people only judge by appearances – a typical animalistic trait.

Once you enter society, you also need to add social attributes.

Xiao Shuai's looks are good enough to pass the threshold. Anyone earning less than 3,000 is not human. A monthly income of over 10,000 is just barely catching their eye. Only an annual income of a million can make them take you seriously. Of course, that's just a superficial respect, a recognition that you are worthy of being equal to them as women. Once you start spending money on them, they'll think you're nothing special, except for having a bit of money.

With 30 million single men as their options, they are full of confidence, believing that even a prince or an emperor could be a match for them.

This is just an ordinary girl; if she were a respectable girl like a teacher, it would be even more extraordinary.

Fly straight up into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

Well, actually, all of the above is just the tip of the iceberg.

The above standards are limited to a certain place; for outsiders in the world who "open their eyes to the world," there is another standard.

At this point, they are no longer slow to warm up. They know to demand equality, are good at reading people's expressions, are reasonable, polite, and will take the initiative to start conversations. They don't mind that the other person is not good-looking and automatically imagine him as a handsome guy.

They no longer demand ambition, a sense of security, not lowering one's standard of living, a sense of responsibility, a sense of duty, a sense of ritual, a sense of freshness, a sense of romance... and will proactively provide emotional value.

AA is fine too, no need to back down, it's very fair.

Instead of demanding exorbitant compensation, I'm compensating myself for the emotional and physical losses of marrying a man I didn't even like.

They wouldn't feel that marrying a handsome stranger is like marrying an ordinary man, and that spending his money is satisfying, like taking revenge. On the contrary, spending the handsome stranger's money would make them feel indebted, heartbroken, and guilty, and they would want to spend money on the handsome stranger.

She doesn't feel uncomfortable about dating an average guy and breaking up. Even if she gets dumped by a handsome guy, she feels like she got a good deal and is even worth bragging about. She feels sweet about giving her first time to a handsome guy and can laugh out loud in the middle of the night.

What they hate most isn't being cheated on, but rather that they should have tried harder, been more shameless, and tried to keep the relationship a little longer.

At this point, it's not a big deal if people outside live a slightly chaotic or immoral life; they're open-minded and tolerant, that's what you call romantic.

What body odor? That's called masculinity, unlike some men who have no masculinity at all.

He's proud to be a dog, even though he's paid for steaks and posed as a dog, and he can still greet netizens all over the world with a smile.

As for the girls who went abroad to study, they were even more excited. From the rich and beautiful to the short, poor and ugly, they all took pride in staying abroad.

At this point, she can be a virtuous wife and loving mother, cooking for more than ten people is a piece of cake for her, and she doesn't need a million-dollar annual housework compensation. Moreover, she can endure being hit and scolded without retaliating, always smiling and strictly adhering to the three obediences and four virtues...

Even if she became the third, fourth, or fifth mistress in the tribe, she would do it willingly and with pride.

They flaunt their photos, write nauseatingly sentimental essays, rely on foreign influences to elevate themselves, regard foreigners as superior, elevate and belittle others, disregard national interests, and speculate about their compatriots with a filthy and dark mentality.

They always say "love knows no borders" and "women have no homeland." They've never considered themselves compatriots with local men, and their biggest wish is for all local men to be exterminated, eliminating inferior genes to make room for outsiders.

In short... well, the trash outside is the best trash.

If you get tired of playing around, go too far, or even get sick, you can always come back to an honest man. Who knows who you might be looking for? You could ask for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Anyway, there are 30 million single men out there, so you're not worried about not having a man to support you.

Even if they are poor, it's only because they are poor after their first marriage. They will be rich after their second marriage, drive luxury cars after their third marriage, and live in villas after their fourth marriage.

Frankly speaking, this experience was invaluable to him, allowing him to clearly understand himself and completely demystify women.

Unlike my friends, relatives, and online acquaintances, who are all in increasingly dire straits.

for example--

Those who hand over their wages but can't afford lawyer fees; those who have emptied three generations' coffers and are now facing debt settlement and inheritance division; those who jump into the river because of normal love that can withstand the test of time; those who are cuckolded and still smile; those whose fourth child isn't their biological child; those who get engaged and receive three years of free meals; those who are impotent after marriage and still get sued for rape; those whose family is emptied and run away; those who don't eat cilantro...

He was tricked into getting a vasectomy by being told "If you love me, you have to do XXX" while in a relationship; he tried to stop his adopted daughter from hanging out with a blond guy, but she sued him for rape and he was even convicted...

Being abducted doesn't count as human trafficking; scratching eczema is turned into a pill for graduate school admission; the "Chasing Wind Little Leaf" waiting for mediation becomes the "Chasing Wind Ancestor"; the male party's responsibility is exaggerated; it's made into a movie called "The Bottom Line"; evidence of voluntary hotel room booking is rejected...

Hoping for the unexpected death of one's spouse, preferably in a car accident so they can collect compensation and celebrate; using their innocence as proof, their life as proof, their parents and daughters as proof, or even their own cancer diagnosis as proof...

Of course, there's also the "super smart guy," who believes that rich, beautiful, and educated women don't box, that they don't box, that they don't box when things are going badly, and that she's different... well, they all die tragically.

As for a lawsuit where the family property is divided in half, that's considered the best outcome. It's just a matter of losing a small portion, which is truly a blessing. The man should be grateful to his understanding wife and secretly rejoice under three layers of quilts.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but admire the "courage" of these men, who dared to gamble their lives, property, freedom, safety, dignity... on the morality of women today.

If Ximen Qing kicked Wu Dalang to death in modern times, he would be judged as acting in self-defense, awarded a bravery award, and Pan Jinlian would be honored with a chastity and martyrdom memorial arch.

So he always felt that meeting a beautiful, wealthy woman like his boss was the best luck he could ever have.

He originally thought he would remain single until the very end, growing old and dying with his anime wives.

……

"Sir, what are you daydreaming about?"

Nongyu noticed that Cao Ze's eyes were wandering, as if he were lost in thought, and this continued for quite some time.

She clutched the hem of her skirt and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ah..." Cao Ze came back to his senses and laughed, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about some past events and experiences."

"Yes, you girls are the best."

Although Nongyu didn't quite understand Cao Ze's seemingly random compliment, she was still pleased.

"Sir, then we..."

Before Nongyu could finish speaking, Jingni pushed open the door and walked in.

She looked at Cao Ze and said calmly, "Zi Nu said you were here, so I came to find you."

Cao Ze asked in surprise, "Is something the matter?"

“No…” Jing Ni sat on the other side of Cao Ze and said softly, “I just missed you.”

Thinking of Jingni's words last night, Nongyu boldly hugged Cao Ze's arm and said sweetly, "Sir, the weather is nice today. Why don't you let Nongyu take you for a stroll around Xinzheng City?"

After saying that, Nongyu looked at Jingni with a hint of provocation, "Sister Jingni, do you agree?"

She thought to herself: You're not Sister Zi Nu, and I don't owe you anything. You won't let me be with Mr., but I'll insist on being with him.

Cao Ze scratched his head, wondering what was going on. Why was Nongyu acting so coy and manipulative now?

Jingni glanced at Nongyu indifferently, her eyes filled with a hint of pity.

I wonder if Nongyu will be devastated when she finds out the truth. She's not a woman who holds grudges, and she didn't take Nongyu's provocation to heart at all.

Nongyu frowned inwardly, puzzled as to why Jingni was looking at her with such an expression.

What's so pitiful about her?

Being able to marry the same man as Sister Zi Nu, especially a capable, gentle, and considerate man like Cao Ze, was something she found acceptable; in fact, she was quite happy about it.

I don't understand, I really don't understand...

P.S.: I've written a bit too much about those trivial matters, just to help those who don't know avoid potential pitfalls. It's all based on collected material, and I've only written less than a fifth of it...

I sincerely advise my brothers not to be brainwashed by the decades-long propaganda that "women equal truth, goodness, and beauty." You should know that historically, the moral standards for women here have been lower than those for men...

If you don't dispel the illusions, you'll really be in big trouble when you encounter problems.

Chapter 497 Erotic Pictures

Jingni slowly got up.

She stretched her waist lazily.

Compared to Nongyu, who was cautious and attentive to Cao Ze, she appeared very composed.

She believed that Cao Ze loved her, and she loved Cao Ze too.

This is why she felt more pitiful and laughable than wary and uneasy when faced with Nongyu's somewhat childish provocations.

"You all go ahead, I'm going to cultivate."

Jingni left the house very decisively, leaving only her back view, which looked particularly dashing.

This left Nongyu feeling uneasy. She had clearly won a round, but it seemed as if she had lost, and lost miserably at that.

Why is this happening?

A look of confusion appeared on the girl's beautiful face, and she was filled with bewilderment. She thought of asking Sister Zi Nu for advice that night.

Although Cao Ze noticed that something was wrong with Nongyu, he did not point it out and pretended not to notice.

"We've already eaten, let's go."

"Ok!"

In the blink of an eye, Nongyu put Jingni's strangeness and confusion to the back of her mind. Now it was the right thing to do to go outside alone with her husband.

To carve out this little bit of time, I didn't go to sleep until the very end of the night, just so I could finish today's tasks ahead of schedule and organize all the files and information clearly so as not to delay Sister Zi Nu's work today.

Cao Ze laughed and said, "But before we leave, let's go and say hello to Zi Nu."

He got out of bed and found no one there. He was a little uneasy if he didn't see Zi Nu.

After all, Zi Nu had shown some strangeness in many ways last night. Even if he had some guesses, they were still just guesses. Only by meeting her in person, listening to her voice, looking at her expression, and observing her actions could he make a more informed judgment.

"Ah..." Nongyu was a little at a loss. She hadn't told Sister Zinu about inviting Mr. Cao Ze to go shopping together; it was Zinu who had taken it upon herself to do so.

If Sister Zi Nu knew she was going out with Mr. Cao Ze, would she be unhappy? Would she make her stay behind and continue working...?

Seeing that Nongyu seemed flustered, Cao Ze asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Nongyu forced a smile, "No, it's nothing..."

"Well, I just suddenly remembered that Mother is alone in the manor. I haven't seen her in a long time. Why don't we go and visit her on our way? What do you say?"

At this moment, Nongyu was very impressed with her own ability to handle the situation. Taking Mr. Cao Ze to see her mother was a brilliant idea.

This can certainly be used as a reason to "ask for leave" from Sister Zi Nu.

"Forehead……"

This time, it was Cao Ze's turn to "panic".

He couldn't very well tell Nongyu, "I've already visited your mother and spent a few days there."

"This one……"

"Hmm? What's wrong, sir?" Nongyu looked at Cao Ze curiously.

Cao Ze started racking his brains.

"That's a great idea. I'll go with you."