Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 402: Chapter 402
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We went to a street and smelled the fragrance of meat before we even walked in.
There were all kinds of shops on both sides, and there were several barbecue shops. There were all kinds of meat skewers on the grill.
Yaeger chose one of the shops. As soon as we entered the shop, we heard a commotion. The meat on the grill was sizzling and smoking. I could not help but swallow his saliva.
Yaeger found a seat and sat down. He frowned slightly. Looking at the expensive coat he was wearing and the noisy crowd around him, he seemed a little out of place.
Yaeger was the son of a rich family. He definitely ate delicacies every day. He probably didn't care about the greasy things in front of him. The moment he walked into the shop, he attracted many strange gazes.
Even the owner in the shop couldn't help but look at him twice. Then, he walked forward and handed us the menu with a solicitous expression. "Order whatever you want to eat. The shop is busy. Just bring me the list after you're done."
I took the menu and immediately thanked him. It was already ten o'clock at night, but there were still many customers in the shop.
Their attire was ordinary. It was rare to see a man in a suit like Yaeger.
"Actually, you don't have to make yourself suffer by coming here with me." I spoke as I ordered a menu.
Yaeger smiled and said in a teasing tone, "Do you think I should only appear in high-end restaurants?"
"Don't you?" I glanced up at him and smiled faintly.
"I'm actually not as unattainable as you think." A faint smile appeared on Yaeger's handsome face. His gaze was fixed on me.
When I first saw him, he was like the warm sun in winter. I felt that he was way out of my league.
I knew long ago that the two of us would never live the same life.
In junior high school, I relied on my results to get into Nifelheim Private School. Otherwise, with my family's situation, it was impossible for me to attend such a good school.
In my mother's eyes, if the school could waive of all my expenses, it meant that the school must value me very much. The idea was good, but in reality, it was not.
No matter how good my grades were, even if I deliberately dressed up in a bad way, even if I deliberately did a few wrong questions during every exam, my peers still ostracized and bullied me.
I had the ability to fight back, but I couldn't. If I started a fight in school, I'd only be expelled.
Moreover, although the cost of high school was not much, it was a lot of money for our family.
Most importantly, my mother had always wanted to help me become an all-rounder. I had to learn everything. However, that was impossible.
Other parents earn tens or even hundreds of times more than my mother did. I had nothing in resources in comparison to them.
Other people hired private teachers to learn the piano, but my family couldn't even afford a piano. My mother still used three months of her salary to buy a second-hand piano.
I spent all my time studying, but that didn't mean anything.
At that time, I didn't understand why my mother would rather work three jobs a day to nurture me into the child in her heart who was proficient in all skills.
In today's society, it was important to have a well-matched family background. The hard work didn't matter. Instead, the accumulation and inheritance of wealth mattered more.
At that time, I didn't understand my mother's good intentions. I only thought that she just wanted me to marry into a rich family and find a rich man in the future. After all, I was quite good-looking.
Perhaps it was because I had experienced too many things when I was young that I matured earlier than my peers.
I'd long seen the essence of many things. No matter how good my grades were or how capable I was, it didn't matter.
Rich people still looked down on the poor, especially a single-parent family like mine.
My mom's way of raising me was just giving herself false hope.
She was betting all her hopes on me, hoping that one day I would be able to hold my head high.
Perhaps if she wanted to prove herself to others that she could raise me to a talent.
However, she didn't know what I wanted was very simple. I just wanted an ordinary family. It would be enough for me as long as I had a family who loved me.
It was only later that I realized that the simpler the life, the more difficult it was.
The moment Yaeger showed up in my life, I had to admit that he was the best-looking boy I had ever seen. Most importantly, there was no discrimination in the way he looked at me.
Even when others bullied me, he would suddenly appear.
Although he didn't help me, as long as he appeared, those girls who hated me wouldn't pull my hair or pour drinks on me, nor would they scold me.
They didn't want to show their ugly side in front of their idol. Ever since he appeared, even the number of people who bullied me had decreased.
Some people even ask me to give him love letters and gifts for them. I was grateful for his appearance. Although he did not save me from disaster, he did bring me a lot of benefits.
At least in my third year of junior high school, I was bullied a lot less.
I could study in peace. I got the qualifications to enter high school with the top scores in the school and was exempted from all fees.
However, I didn't expect Yaeger to transfer to another school and disappear in my life.
He asked, "Why did you marry Alex?"
The pen in my hand paused for a moment. I looked up at Yaeger and sneered. "Actually, I never thought of marrying him."
After all, someone like me wasn't good enough for him.
Yaeger frowned slightly. "If you don't love him, why did you suddenly choose to marry him back then?"
Stunned, I asked suspiciously, "How do you know I don't love him? Marriage and love are actually different, aren't they?"
Yaeger looked at me gently as if he wanted to tear off my mask. He smiled and said, "A marriage without feelings can't last long."
"Even a marriage with feelings can't last forever," I mocked. Then, I stood up and handed the menu to the shop owner. I asked someone to bring a box of beer.
Yaeger opened the cap and handed me a bottle. He asked calmly, "When are you planning to get a divorce?"
There were all kinds of shops on both sides, and there were several barbecue shops. There were all kinds of meat skewers on the grill.
Yaeger chose one of the shops. As soon as we entered the shop, we heard a commotion. The meat on the grill was sizzling and smoking. I could not help but swallow his saliva.
Yaeger found a seat and sat down. He frowned slightly. Looking at the expensive coat he was wearing and the noisy crowd around him, he seemed a little out of place.
Yaeger was the son of a rich family. He definitely ate delicacies every day. He probably didn't care about the greasy things in front of him. The moment he walked into the shop, he attracted many strange gazes.
Even the owner in the shop couldn't help but look at him twice. Then, he walked forward and handed us the menu with a solicitous expression. "Order whatever you want to eat. The shop is busy. Just bring me the list after you're done."
I took the menu and immediately thanked him. It was already ten o'clock at night, but there were still many customers in the shop.
Their attire was ordinary. It was rare to see a man in a suit like Yaeger.
"Actually, you don't have to make yourself suffer by coming here with me." I spoke as I ordered a menu.
Yaeger smiled and said in a teasing tone, "Do you think I should only appear in high-end restaurants?"
"Don't you?" I glanced up at him and smiled faintly.
"I'm actually not as unattainable as you think." A faint smile appeared on Yaeger's handsome face. His gaze was fixed on me.
When I first saw him, he was like the warm sun in winter. I felt that he was way out of my league.
I knew long ago that the two of us would never live the same life.
In junior high school, I relied on my results to get into Nifelheim Private School. Otherwise, with my family's situation, it was impossible for me to attend such a good school.
In my mother's eyes, if the school could waive of all my expenses, it meant that the school must value me very much. The idea was good, but in reality, it was not.
No matter how good my grades were, even if I deliberately dressed up in a bad way, even if I deliberately did a few wrong questions during every exam, my peers still ostracized and bullied me.
I had the ability to fight back, but I couldn't. If I started a fight in school, I'd only be expelled.
Moreover, although the cost of high school was not much, it was a lot of money for our family.
Most importantly, my mother had always wanted to help me become an all-rounder. I had to learn everything. However, that was impossible.
Other parents earn tens or even hundreds of times more than my mother did. I had nothing in resources in comparison to them.
Other people hired private teachers to learn the piano, but my family couldn't even afford a piano. My mother still used three months of her salary to buy a second-hand piano.
I spent all my time studying, but that didn't mean anything.
At that time, I didn't understand why my mother would rather work three jobs a day to nurture me into the child in her heart who was proficient in all skills.
In today's society, it was important to have a well-matched family background. The hard work didn't matter. Instead, the accumulation and inheritance of wealth mattered more.
At that time, I didn't understand my mother's good intentions. I only thought that she just wanted me to marry into a rich family and find a rich man in the future. After all, I was quite good-looking.
Perhaps it was because I had experienced too many things when I was young that I matured earlier than my peers.
I'd long seen the essence of many things. No matter how good my grades were or how capable I was, it didn't matter.
Rich people still looked down on the poor, especially a single-parent family like mine.
My mom's way of raising me was just giving herself false hope.
She was betting all her hopes on me, hoping that one day I would be able to hold my head high.
Perhaps if she wanted to prove herself to others that she could raise me to a talent.
However, she didn't know what I wanted was very simple. I just wanted an ordinary family. It would be enough for me as long as I had a family who loved me.
It was only later that I realized that the simpler the life, the more difficult it was.
The moment Yaeger showed up in my life, I had to admit that he was the best-looking boy I had ever seen. Most importantly, there was no discrimination in the way he looked at me.
Even when others bullied me, he would suddenly appear.
Although he didn't help me, as long as he appeared, those girls who hated me wouldn't pull my hair or pour drinks on me, nor would they scold me.
They didn't want to show their ugly side in front of their idol. Ever since he appeared, even the number of people who bullied me had decreased.
Some people even ask me to give him love letters and gifts for them. I was grateful for his appearance. Although he did not save me from disaster, he did bring me a lot of benefits.
At least in my third year of junior high school, I was bullied a lot less.
I could study in peace. I got the qualifications to enter high school with the top scores in the school and was exempted from all fees.
However, I didn't expect Yaeger to transfer to another school and disappear in my life.
He asked, "Why did you marry Alex?"
The pen in my hand paused for a moment. I looked up at Yaeger and sneered. "Actually, I never thought of marrying him."
After all, someone like me wasn't good enough for him.
Yaeger frowned slightly. "If you don't love him, why did you suddenly choose to marry him back then?"
Stunned, I asked suspiciously, "How do you know I don't love him? Marriage and love are actually different, aren't they?"
Yaeger looked at me gently as if he wanted to tear off my mask. He smiled and said, "A marriage without feelings can't last long."
"Even a marriage with feelings can't last forever," I mocked. Then, I stood up and handed the menu to the shop owner. I asked someone to bring a box of beer.
Yaeger opened the cap and handed me a bottle. He asked calmly, "When are you planning to get a divorce?"
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