My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife's Bragging! Chapter 47 – Chapter 47: Chapter 47: You and Your Sister–in–Law Should Sleep in the Same Room

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: You and Your Sister-in-Law Should Sleep in the Same Room.

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“See, once you leave your original standard of living, step out of your comfort zone, you panic,” Yigol Novak laughed.

“But…” Sana Woods felt powerless to argue.

Actually, she knew that Yigol was right, but she just didn't want to admit it.

Upon reflection, it did really make sense.

Though young, she had witnessed numerous marital tragedies, and many women lived in unbearable suffering, yet lacked the ability to leave their situations.

“I admit that you're right, but…”

“But what? Here's a simple example: you're now in the big city, exposed to its prosperity. Would you be willing to go back and live in your old hometown?”

“Take what you bought today, for example. You genuinely like it, right? If I didn't buy it for you, could you afford it? You have no rebuttal, right?” Yigol continued by taking another tack. “Think about it from a different angle: If you had the ability, and I said this to you, you could easily rebut me. You could totally buy what you like yourself.”

“I'm your brother, I mean you no harm, but hear this, there's no shortage of jerks in this world.”

“Don't think you're only seventeen and that it's too early for you to think about these things. Time goes faster than you think. When you finally realize that you've missed out and want to regret it, it's already too late.”

“I'll remind you of this, but I won't restrict you. You have your freedom. If you stay with me, there's no problem for me to support you. I won't be impoverished even if you splurge a lot.”

“But I'm just your cousin. It's unrealistic to expect your brother to support you forever, right? When you grow up, you need to be independent. I can assist you from time to time, but I won't always care for you as if you're incapable.”

“Alright, dear, why are you saying all this?”

“Sana, why don't I take you to my company tomorrow? You can have a look around and help me out,” Suri Drew suggested.

She was worried that Yigol might end up saying too much, overwhelming Sana, leading to an unintended spirit of rebellion.

Yigol nodded, “That's a good idea. Get out and see the world, take your mind off things. Don't just play with your mobile phone at home all day. It's also okay to go with your sister-in-law and see what the work environment in her company is like.”

“When I first started working, I was serving platters. I remember one event clearly: servers had to constantly go to the kitchen, which was particularly hot in summertime. Our manager was very laid-back. He not only had a much higher salary than ours but also was in the air-conditioned office every day. He only came out to patrol the place whenever he felt like it. He seemed so carefree.”

“Just starting my career, I was a bit naive. So one day, I was complaining to a co-worker, 'our manager seems to have it pretty easy.' Just as the manager walked in, he overheard me. He handed me the file in his hand and said, 'Here, you do my job. Can you handle it?”'

“Looking at the file, I was completely baffled. I couldn't make sense of the numbers and codes. Feeling guilty for being caught talking behind his back, I admitted I had no idea how to handle it.”

“He patted my shoulder and said, 'It's okay that you don't know how. You see me relaxing in the office, but I have work to do also – my work requires intellectual labour while yours is physical. You want to enjoy what I have, but you probably won't have the ability to. When you can't even understand a file, how could you handle more complex issues?”'

“The work you're doing now, as long as you're not a fool, you can do it. And do it well. But you wouldn't be able to handle my job.”

“After that, the manager didn't give me a hard time and just left. However, his words troubled me: Indeed, he was right. I couldn't handle his job, and that's the difference between him and me: the disparity in ability determines the disparities in treatment.”

“The reason I'm telling you this is to remind you: if you want to go farther, you need to have the capabilities. You're still young; you have plenty of time to contemplate.”

Having said that, Yigol sighed lightly. He had indeed lived through all this; back then, he felt deeply upset.

It's just that, his realization came a bit late, and he had missed his best opportunities to leap forward.

He wanted to change his life through his hard work, but his limited abilities imposed a huge limit on him.

In the eyes of Yigol's parents, all he needed to be successful was to work diligently, save money for marriage and children.

Suri was deeply intrigued by his story, picturing Yigol, after being enlightened by that manager, deciding to become ambitious and hardworking, thus changing his fate.

Upon hearing Yigol's words, Sana Woods was plunged into deep thought.

She responded, “Okay, I'll go to your company with my sister-in-law tomorrow.” “Good.”

“Alright.”

Yigol and Suri responded in unison.

Later that evening…

There was only one bedroom in Suri's place and being a gentleman, Yigol let the ladies use the bathroom first.

After taking a shower and getting ready to head into his bedroom, he found that the door was inexplicably locked. Was the door auto-locked?

Just as he was about to knock on Suri's door for the keys, he heard Sana's voice coming from his room.

“Bro, I need to contemplate life seriously, so I'm sleeping in your room. You can share a room with my sister-in-law.”

What?

Yigol was taken aback, he wouldn't believe that Sana did this unintentionally.

He glanced subconsciously at Suri's room. The door was tightly closed. Even if the door was open, he couldn't just go into her room, could he?

So, he looked at the couch.

Given the circumstances and Sana being a girl, he couldn't very well kick her out, could he?

Sana refused to open the door, and he didn't want to trouble Suri about it, either.

The weather didn't seem too cold anyway, so he quickly decided to lay on the couch.

Yigol has always had a sound sleep. He fell asleep shortly, briefly waking up when something soft and fluffy seemingly touched his face.

In his half-awake state, he opened his eyes to see a long-haired woman in front of him, which jolted him fully awake.

Once fully awake, he recognized the familiar scent and calmed down. It was Suri.

“Honey, why are you up? Go get some rest,” Yigol said gently.

If it had been any other time, he would have probably teased her, asking her to let him into her room. But after hearing what she said during the day, he didn't have the guts.

Could this be a test?

“Dear, go to sleep in my room. I've prepared the bed for you. Don't blame Sana, she doesn't know about us….” Suri took Yigol's hand.

Through the dim light from the outside window, Yigol could only vaguely distinguish the direction but couldn't see Suri's face clearly.

It was a while before Suri asked, 'Why not?”

“You trust me, but I don't trust myself. Normally, my self-control is pretty good. But in front of such a beautiful wife, what if I fell asleep and subconsciously crawled into your bed? What if that startled you? What if I said I didn't mean it, would you believe me?” Yigol responded..

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