Hatchling

People often use the term "vision" to describe a person's magnanimity. In fact, whether someone has vision or not has a lot to do with whether they have money.

The wealthy, like Miss Sai Weiruila upstairs at that moment, as she hurled a vase worth over seven thousand dollars at the six-figure oil painting, never considered the question of value.

All she wanted was to relieve her unhappiness and release the pent-up frustration in her chest. She didn't care how much stuff was damaged or how much it was worth.

This is what people often refer to as vision: not focusing on specific problems that can be solved with money, but pursuing a higher level of personal development.

Because she has money, she can disregard these things; they are like... commonplace things to her, just a trivial part of life.

This attitude towards life, her "scope," also permeates her daily life, giving people a natural sense of grandeur. She disdains money and has a pursuit that transcends money. Everyone praises her for being born into a wealthy family but not being bound by money.

Conversely, those who are poor may focus their attention on very small, insignificant details.

For example, they tripped and fell, tearing a hole in their pants.

The young boy would shed tears with trepidation, because he didn't know if his parents would scold him for it when he got home—crying over a torn pair of pants showed a lack of "magnanimity."

The teenagers would also feel very sorry for themselves, because buying a new pair of pants is not an easy thing, which means they might have to wear these tattered pants for a while, which is not cool at all—because tattered pants make them look gloomy and lack "style".

As for adults, they can only sigh, because the burdens of life make them realize that even if they understand that wearing tattered pants is not dignified, all they can do is mend and patch them up—although they are thrifty, wearing tattered pants is still not "classy" enough.

This actually has little to do with "worldview" but only with the money in people's pockets. However, it has become a part of "worldview," and an important part at that, which is very unfair to people at the bottom of society.

Sai Weiruila's anger subsided quickly. In just over ten minutes, she had caused losses that an ordinary Working Class family could never afford in a lifetime, but she had a "magnanimous" attitude and didn't care.

Seeing his daughter come to the dining table, Wo Delike, who was reading the newspaper, asked with a smile, "Darling, what made you so angry so early in the morning? Can you share it with me and your mother?"

His tone and manner of speaking didn't convey concern; rather, it sounded like he was watching a spectacle.

This is actually related to Sai Weiruila's own personality. Born into such a family, money and power are things that are easily obtained by her and can no longer attract her attention.

As for sexual intercourse between men and women, she had to thank Wo Delike for his strict upbringing; she didn't have much contact with him.

Money, power, and sex—the most desirable and irresistible things in the world—all lost their luster in her presence. Perhaps all that mattered to Sai Weiruila was proving to others that she could be just as outstanding even if she wasn't Wo Delike's daughter.

Although she will never be able to truly prove it in her lifetime.

Wo Delike was intrigued that a girl who rarely showed strong emotions had started throwing things. More than the trivial losses, he wanted to know what was wrong with his daughter. His wife shared this view and watched her with great interest.

Sai Weiruila blushed slightly. Now that her anger had been vented, she began to feel ashamed.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so impulsive..." she apologized first, then sat down at the table. "Today's breakfast looks good."

Wo Delike nodded and said, "It was made by your mother, but shouldn't we continue with our previous topic? What made my little Princess so angry? Don't you really want to share?"

As he spoke, he turned to his wife, revealing a very fake expression, "Oh my god, my child has grown up, she doesn't need me anymore, and now she doesn't even want to have a heart-to-heart talk with me. I'm so sad, darling."

Sai Weiruila couldn't help but laugh as she watched her parents, butler, and Head Maid all express how abandoned Sai Weiruila had become.

"Alright, that's enough, I'll tell you. Here's what happened..." She decided to tell the story. First of all, she knew that nothing in this world could be kept from Wo Delike, as long as he was curious enough to want to know.

Secondly, if she wanted to go to Nagaril, she would definitely need Wo Delike's approval; otherwise, she wouldn't even be able to board the ship before being stopped and sent back.

In some respects, she was indeed Wo Delike's daughter, and people respected her, but that respect was contingent on her status.

If Wo Delike had simply ordered people to bring her back, people's respect for her would have been slightly diminished; for example, the Head Maid would have knocked her unconscious and brought her back, something that had happened before.

She was only seventeen or eighteen years old at the time, the perfect time of adolescence. She wanted to see how her girlfriends and their boyfriends were having fun, and then she was knocked unconscious. When she woke up, she was already lying on her velvet bed.

There's no escaping it!

She picked up a newspaper from the table, turned to a page, and showed it to Wo Delike. "Lin Qi has been having an affair with an actress..."

Wo Delike took the newspaper from her, looked at it carefully, and then looked up at his daughter. "This doesn't seem to have much to do with you," he said, commenting on the picture in the newspaper. "This girl is quite pretty."

Sai Weiruila glared angrily at her father, disbelieving that the two people sitting opposite her were unaware of the situation and were simply watching them.

Perhaps it was Sai Weiruila's gaze that made Wo Delike feel a little uneasy, or perhaps for some other reason, but the playful tone on his face gradually faded, and he began to think seriously.

After a moment, he said, "Honey, I don't think it's appropriate for you to have feelings for Lin Qi."

"This is a...", he flipped his wrist, "A very special young man. I know he's handsome and attractive to a young girl like you, but he's not the right person to marry."

"If he were mediocre and ordinary, I wouldn't be as opposed as I am now, because after you get married, you will still be the one in charge. Our family's money is enough for you, your children, your children's children and many more descendants to squander. I don't expect you to build the family's wealth on that basis. I just want you to be happy enough."

"Or he might be someone from a similar background to you, with roughly the same family background and upbringing. Your union would bring about many positive changes, and you would love each other because you both know that whoever speaks first will lose everything."

"But he's someone who climbed up from the bottom of society, and darling, he's also the least suitable person for you."

Looking into Sai Weiruila's eyes, Wo Delike sighed, "In just over a year, he has climbed from a good-for-nothing who relied on his girlfriend to his current high position, and no one has given him any decisive help. To be honest, I admire him very much."

"But every time he played with fire, every time he walked on the edge of gray, every time he danced with danger."

"Ambition, ability, courage—he lacks nothing. He won't stop for anyone, including you."

"Even if you get married, it won't be because he loves you, but because you are the woman who best meets his needs at a certain stage among all the women he knows."

"Money, status, fame, or anything else—you can never win his love, yet you have to give all your love for it!"

Wo Delike turned to his wife, took her hand, and said, "Your mother and I are the exceptions. You can't always take accidents for reality, do you understand what I mean?"

"You and Lin Qi are unlikely to be me and your mother, but rather other people, those you think are miserable!"

Wo Delike had seen too much in his life, and given his high position, he knew very well that an ambitious, driven, capable, and courageous person was unlikely to stop for anything unless he needed it.

Moreover, Lin Qi is still young, and his continuous success will give him more motivation. In his eyes, the relationship between men and women may just be a disposable product to satisfy his physiological needs.

He didn't want to see his daughter run headfirst into something and get hurt. People like that are capable of anything once they harden their hearts.

He hoped that his daughter could have a marriage that, if not perfect, would at least not be miserable, a marriage between equals, or one where the man held a dominant and controlling position.

There's no need to go looking for a nobody like Lin Qi; that's too dangerous.

Sai Weiruila suddenly sighed, "Father, you can't take care of me forever. Although I don't want to say such sad things, there will always be a time when you can't take care of me anymore."

"I know you're doing this for my sake. You're afraid I'll get hurt, and you want me to be happy. But these are all thoughts from your own perspective."

Have you ever tried to put yourself in my shoes and consider whether your actions are appropriate for me?

"Perhaps it's not quite right, because you're not me!"

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