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Rebirth of a Turbulent Life
He does not distinguish whether to do something based on good or bad; helping someone might be because they are a friend or because he expects gratitude. Disliking someone and setting them up is merely due to his displeasure towards them.
Not having taken the path of crime is simply because he can achieve things through hard work, and there is no need to risk the high costs of breaking the law. Not becoming a good person likely stems from the same reason; he does not derive moral pleasure from doing good deeds. Doing good is purely about giving, receiving thanks in return, or fulfilling external demands to be a good person through volunteer activities.
Unintentionally noticing the earrings he gifted hanging from Song Rushi's earlobes, Jiang Yizhou reflects on how much better it would have been if he had just foolishly acted like a scumbag from the start!
Deceiving two women, and possibly more in the future, without considering honesty, forcing them to accept his arrangements, bending to his will, using sweet words and seemingly genuine affection to intoxicate them; perhaps by now he would have already been living an enviable life.
This is also one of the most suitable ways to establish a harem in modern society. However, people always cling to their beliefs, much like the island ruled by neon lights for forty-five years, where those raised under indoctrination believe themselves to be citizens of the neon nation.
This is not meant as mockery; it’s just that ethics, blood relations, and national righteousness are not as solid as imagined.
Ultimately, a person is shaped by years of education and the influence of their social environment during their formative years.
Jiang Yizhou is so twisted that he insists on putting himself in such difficult situations, just like in his past life. His essential soul core is no different from that stubborn, headstrong, and confused Jiang Yizhou of his previous existence.
The sound of a woman sobbing continuously lingers in Jiang Yizhou's ears, as if she is telling him, pleading with him, criticizing him.
A skilled hunter would set traps that are quite discreet and only activate when certain that the prey cannot escape. In contrast, Jiang Yizhou, as a clumsy hunter, openly displays the trap without any concealment, like the tree stump waiting for rabbits in the fable—those willing will take the bait.
“I am such a terrible person; I deeply recognize that I am a terrible person. Therefore, I do not want to drag others down to endure the torment brought by my awful character!”
……
In the end, Song Rushi, who had cried herself dry and fallen asleep on the sofa, still did not leave. This made him feel pity for her; however, his pity was too cheap and only warranted a blanket.
Gently closing the door to his office and hanging up a "Do Not Enter" sign, Jiang Yizhou found a place where smoking was allowed and began to smoke quietly.
He knows his own personality well enough; to summarize it simply, it can be described in five words: harming others without benefiting himself. And it's not due to ignorance; he is fully aware of this trait yet continues to act this way.
Such a person is never popular and is often seen as an oddball. The only time Jiang Yizhou received any semblance of acceptance was probably in high school, when everyone was focused on studying, and he, being a high-scoring student skilled at exams, naturally garnered some admiration, if not outright popularity.
Before long, smoke began to swirl in the corner. Bad moods needed one cigarette after another to dull the pain. Those cigarettes that had been sitting in the drawer for months finally came in handy, but Jiang Yizhou's throat soon became uncomfortable from smoking too much, leading him to cough.
"Bss, cough cough... what's wrong with you? Why are you hiding here and smoking?" Shen Qing asked disdainfully, covering her mouth and nose with her left hand while holding a bulging folder with her right arm.
Jiang Yizhou extinguished the cigarette and finally stopped, looking at Shen Qing calmly. "What’s the matter that has you so eager to find me?"
Shen Qing pointed toward his office and raised an eyebrow. "Sister Ru Shi has woken up. Aren't you going back to soothe her? Also, bss, how did you make her cry? At this rate, she'll never find a girlfriend!"
"It's fine; I'm rich, right? I don't lack women. As for a girlfriend, I never thought about having one!" Talking to someone like Shen Qing, who clearly separates work from personal matters, was surprisingly easy.
Shen Qing always scoffed at Jiang Yizhou's twisted logic. After tossing the thick stack of documents at him, she turned and left.
Entering his own office, Song Rushi sat up from the sofa with red-rimmed eyes, looking somewhat like a weeping willow. She wore a dark red coat and greeted Jiang Yizhou with a faintly sorrowful smile. "I'm sorry for showing you this side of me. I'm sorry if I interrupted your work; I'll leave right away!"
Jiang Yizhou suppressed his urge to keep her there with an overwhelming desire akin to that of a domineering CEO. He couldn't help but reflect that if he were the protagonist of a story, this would undoubtedly be the worst flop imaginable!
Slowly and flustered, she gathered her things. Any last shred of hope faded away under his indifferent gaze and lack of concern.
This person had no heart and didn't see anything significant about having one; he merely acted according to what he believed should be done.
Unfortunately for him, love was not included in that list. Love requires the willingness of two people, while what he anticipated was her dependence on him—becoming his captive and receiving only a fraction of his genuine affection.
Repeated apologies filled the air with no reasons or excuses left to linger; Song Rushi could only leave in silence.
She was not ready to choose anything, nor did she have the corresponding courage. Even throughout the entire relationship, she was merely forced into a passive acceptance. However, that seemingly cunning yet truly cold-hearted man was unwilling to offer even a hint of warm words or a glimmer of hope.
Dating such a man was exhausting and draining, yet he attracted those around him so effortlessly. His achievements made her feel that submitting to his arrogance and ideas seemed like an option worth considering.
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"Bss, did you scare Sister Ru Shi away just like you did with your ex-girlfriend?" During her time working with Jiang Yizhou, Shen Qing increasingly realized how wise it was to maintain a personal distance from him. While waiting for him to sign documents, she curiously asked.
"I'm just speaking the truth. I'm not a good match for anyone; I've only recently come to understand my own nature. It's better to have short pain than long pain; it's more respectful to scare them all away!"
Jiang Yizhou quickly signed one document after another in the appropriate places as Shen Qing pointed them out, responding to her questions as if they were friends.
Only to hurt them like a scumbag! Shen Qing silently added this thought about Jiang Yizhou in her mind.
"By the way, do you want to go out for lunch together later?"
"No need!" Taking a stack of documents, Shen Qing maintained a serious expression. "I still need to focus on getting these things done! Boss, if you want takeout, you can eat lunch with me!"
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