Only the Rich Can Live in Seclusion!!
Sometimes people were just like that. Losing to money was easier to accept than losing to another person.
After hearing Wang Yue's analysis, Shen Lei stayed silent for a long while. Then he said seriously, "I'll divorce Xie Meilan, but first I need to finish what I came here to do."
Wang Yue didn't ask what Shen Lei still had to do on the mountain. He just smiled and said, "You only need to explain all this to your parents. I'm just here because your brother-in-law asked me to talk some sense into you.
"Honestly, I think neither of you made the wrong choice. The problem is that the person she is now isn't right for the person you are now. At this point, she needs money, not love. But you have love and no money."
Shen Lei felt that losing to money wasn't shameful. Once he'd thought it through, even his mood began to lift.
He looked at Wang Yue with mixed feelings and said with a bitter smile, "No wonder you became such a big boss. You really do see things differently."
Seeing that Shen Lei had come around, Wang Yue chatted with him for a few more minutes, then took his leave and started wandering around Zhongnan Mountain.
There was no Valley of the Twenty-Four Peaks here, nor any ancient tomb sect. But every so often, he did come across hermits who had secluded themselves in the mountains.
Still, the people who lived in seclusion here seemed more like innkeepers along the journey of life, offering travelers a brief place to rest.
Wang Yue walked briskly. Even the steepest mountain paths felt like level ground beneath his feet, and he soon reached the scenic area on Zhongnan Mountain.
"Boss!"