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"Well~~ alright!" Jiang Yizhou hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
Indeed, was it this relationship that began out of emotion that made him waver?
"Alright then, I'll be downstairs! Can you see me if you look down?" Ding Zhengnan waved at Jiang Yizhou's office window, calling out happily, "Bring your suitcase too! My place is spacious enough to fit it!"
Then Jiang Yizhou heard the sound of the call being disconnected due to the loud volume of the microphone.
He really felt a bit regretful. Love was something he did not understand, which is why in his previous life he had been afraid and kept his distance, or perhaps love had kept its distance from him.
He had never intended to fall in love, not even in a hidden, false pretense of love.
What he wanted was simply to rely on someone, or for someone to rely on him, maintaining a physically distant yet intimate relationship. The former was probably Sister Ru Shi, while the latter referred to the woman he was supporting.
But truly engaging in a romantic relationship was extremely difficult for Jiang Yizhou. He already felt this deeply; even if one side of love was humble, the term "love" itself contained so much.
No lies could be told. The teachings of his mother from his childhood echoed in Jiang Yizhou's mind: people can make mistakes, whether it's doing something wrong or making a wrong decision; it's all clear as long as one is ultimately punished for it and repays their debts, learning from it.
However, lies were different from mistakes. Mistakes pertained to legal matters, while lies were social matters. Everyone is a part of society, composed of how they see themselves and how others see them. The flaw of lying is an instinctive form of concealment and evasion, governed solely by oneself.
How had he lived before? In his previous thirty years, the first eighteen were spent living up to the expectations of his parents and those around him; there was no need for words, only achievements to prove himself.
Once he left those familiar people and things behind, Jiang Yizhou became an economic animal, maintaining only the minimum necessary connections with those around him. There were no words needed; work brought rewards, money filled his life and blank memories. He did not think about marriage, friendships, family building, career establishment, or having children—there was no need for words. Whether true or false, life felt meaningless.
Until he turned thirty, Jiang Yizhou suddenly felt that living like this was worse than death, so...
What kind of person was I originally?
Jiang Yizhou flipped through decades of memories and returned to the beginning when he ran carefree along the village road until called back home by his mother.
His parents had imparted many lessons on how to be a person, but these lessons were too rigid and became a cage—like an insect with a hard shell but insufficient brain capacity, living instinctively.
The past had faded away; reborn as Jiang Yizhou walked his own path in life and broke free from the cage. The original cage had transformed into bones supporting his body.
With a glimmer of hope still lingering inside him, Jiang Yizhou thought that if Ding Zhengnan asked about this matter, he would tell the truth.
Jiang Yizhou then briefed Shen Qing on some matters and handed her the suitcase, asking her to book a hotel room since he dared not stay at his girlfriend's parents' house.
Jiang Yizhou went downstairs and walked towards his girlfriend with shoulder-length hair, Ding Zhengnan, who wrapped her arms around his waist and tilted her head against his chest. "I missed you! Did you miss me?"
Jiang Yizhou was taken aback; did guilt count? It seemed he treated this relationship as a game, merely feeling touched along with a sense of responsibility and morality that comforted him.
"I missed you," Jiang Yizhou replied, hugging the girl's shoulders gently. "Let's get in the car first; we can't keep your uncle and aunt waiting!"
"Huh? What about your luggage? I’ve packed everything that can fit!" Ding Zhengnan looked behind him and said somewhat disappointedly.
"Don't make a fuss; it's not good for us!" Jiang Yizhou advised before sitting in the passenger seat.
Ding Zhengnan put away her unnecessary disappointment; she probably could have anticipated this from the very beginning, from that night when she gave herself to him.
At that time, she felt that her boyfriend's feelings for her were more about emotion and responsibility, with a greater focus on her body. Although he maintained decorum, their uncertain relationship didn't force anything.
It was okay; she was confident she could slowly change him, making him truly fall in love with her. At that moment, Ding Zhengnan felt the weight of the man beside her and made this determination in her heart.
However, she didn't expect the change to come so quickly. Since her boyfriend had lived with Qin Yi without any awkward or ambiguous situations, she still trusted his character.
But reality proved her wrong; that scene could not be mistaken, no matter how far he had gone with that woman...
Ding Zhengnan was unwilling to back down at all.
This was never something that could be clearly defined as one side being right or wrong.
...
Ding Zhengnan drove quickly to her parents' house. She linked arms with Jiang Yizhou and confidently walked through the door.
Inside the villa were three people: Ding Dapeng, Lu Yan, and a woman who appeared to be about ten years younger than Lu Yan—likely the Aunt Zhao Ding Zhengnan mentioned.
Jiang Yizhou felt inexplicably confused about this relationship; what exactly was Aunt Zhao's identity? It felt a bit chaotic.
"Hello, Uncle. Hello, Aunt. Sorry for bothering you tonight," Jiang Yizhou said politely. "Who is this?"
He pointed at the unfamiliar woman, waiting for the two elders to respond.
However, as soon as he asked, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, with Lu Yan radiating an icy demeanor.
"I... I am the nanny here, you can call me Aunt Zhao," Aunt Zhao said with a slight smile, but the fleeting loneliness in her eyes was clearly seen by Jiang Yizhou.
"Hmph!"
Lu Yan finally let out a hum, not continuing to disrupt the arrangements for the evening.
In the end, the "nanny" Aunt Zhao consciously went to the kitchen to continue preparing tonight's meal.
As for Lu Yan's attitude towards Jiang Yizhou, it remained lukewarm, but compared to before, it was indeed much better. As for why, Jiang Yizhou could only speculate that it was the aura of personal success.
The difference between how much wealth a person possesses and how much wealth they can earn, especially when starting from scratch, is quite significant. The aura of a successful person can offset many negative emotions.
Although it hadn't spread widely yet, with Lu Feiyan—the woman who had always been cold towards him and actively sought information about him—Lu Yan receiving the news was quite normal.
In just over a year, he had acquired more wealth than her husband had earned over many years. If he truly liked her daughter, that would be perfect.
Lu Yan thought helplessly. Looking at her daughter, even if Jiang Yizhou had an affair, she probably wouldn't be able to do what she did. It was truly a bit foolish and naive.
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