She thought she didn’t care.
But she was still affected by the comments.
“How could that be?” Mo Yesi seemed a little unhappy. He frowned and looked at her accusingly. “What exactly did you see that you’re thinking nonsense again? Who said you’re useless to me? No one can compare to you.”
“What use do I have?”
Qiao Mianmian thought about it carefully.
Ever since they got together, besides causing him trouble, she didn’t seem to have done anything useful to him.
“You make me feel that every day is beautiful and meaningful. You make my dark world full of light. You make my family happy.” Mo Yesi looked at her deeply, as if there was a sea in his eyes, a sea that only contained her.
“Baby, you made me value my life more. You made me want to grow old with someone. I don’t lack people who can help me in my career, and I don’t need them. But you’re unique. Without you, my life would be so boring.
“I’m most thankful that you became Mrs. Mo.”
Qiao Mianmian’s eyes reddened.
Why was this man being so emotional?
Didn’t he know that she cried easily?
“So, don’t let your thoughts run wild.” Mo Yesi rubbed her head and sighed helplessly. “Just a few words from others can affect you. I said I love you and can’t live without you. Why don’t you believe me?
“Was I not good enough to gain your trust?”
“It’s not like that.” Qiao Mianmian immediately shook her head. “I believe you. Mo Yesi, I’ve always believed you.”
“Then, why are you overthinking?”
“I-I was just asking.” Qiao Mianmian felt a little down.
Wasn’t she clear about how Mo Yesi treated her?
It would be easy if he needed to find a woman who could help him in his career.
Even if he didn’t look for Shen Rou, there were still many suitable socialites in the industry who were willing to marry him.
Moreover, she felt that a man like Mo Yesi wouldn’t want to gain anything from a woman.
He was a very proud man.
He was also very arrogant.
In his opinion, he approved of men earning money to support their families, while women were only responsible for their looks.
Qiao Mianmian’s career was just a hobby of his beloved wife.
He supported her because he didn’t want to deprive her of her hobby.
As for the money she earned…
Mo Yesi didn’t want a single cent.
In Mo Yesi’s eyes, that money was her own pocket money.
