Chapter 85 Can't Do It

Jing Rong didn't say anything, just looked at her hand on the door, as if she was considering whether to push it open or not. Quan Zhilong's eyes were also focused on her. Seeing her hesitation, he couldn't help but urge her, "Jing Rong?"

Jing Rong's fingers moved slightly, and Quan Zhilong was very nervous about her condition. He stared at the beautiful and graceful hand without blinking. The more Jing Rong didn't move, the more nervous he became. He felt the same way when he held his first concert in his life. No wonder the ancients regarded starting a family as more important than building a career. It is a major event that concerns one's whole life and is indeed as important as a career.

In this tense and somewhat exciting moment, G-Dragon finally understood a truth: career is important, but love is related to one's own happiness and cannot be neglected. Therefore, G-Dragon, who was originally worried about Jingrong's behavior and had some doubts about whether he should do this, suddenly felt at ease. Since he loved her and knew that no one could replace her, then his decision was not inappropriate at all.

Jing Rong had no idea that in just a few seconds, the man beside her had undergone a spiritual transformation. Compared to his previous cynical nature, he finally realized that stability was more important than anything else. Jing Rong was simply happy. The last second, the man was urging her on, with a bit of panic and nervousness. She could even hear his pounding heartbeat. The next second, he became so calm, not urging Jing Rong to hurry up, but just watching her quietly, waiting.

Only a truly mature man can maintain such composure, understanding that stress won't change anything. When the outcome arrives, he should calmly accept it. Even if it doesn't lead to a happy ending, he must first accept it and then work hard to change it. Facing it is always the only way to solve a problem. At that moment, G-Dragon suddenly matured. Perhaps he's not yet stable enough, but given enough time, he'll do just as well as others. This is the magic of love; changing someone is simpler and more effective than any other method.

Jing Rong felt that Quan Zhilong was no longer nervous, so he thought there was no point in wasting time like this. He moved his wrist slightly, intending to push the door open, when a ringtone suddenly rang out in the quiet space. It was a little sharp, and both of them were stunned. Jing Rong took out his phone and looked at it, then smiled at Quan Zhilong: "Sorry, I have to answer the call."

A hint of disappointment flashed in G-Dragon's eyes, but he still nodded calmly. Jing Rong turned around with the phone and answered the call at a place a little further away from G-Dragon.

"Father," Jing Rong whispered, "Have you finished your meal?"

"You still have me, your father, in your eyes!" President Xue said with anger, his voice carrying a hint of oldness and fatigue. Whenever this happened, Jing Rong couldn't help but think of the first time she saw President Xue. She had just woken up that day in the quiet ward, the unfamiliar atmosphere, the almost pale walls. Before she could take in everything around her, the door of the ward was opened, and a group of people came in with a man in a suit and tie, who was old but very imposing. Following him came the standard staff such as secretary, assistant, bodyguard, and driver, as well as doctors and nurses. It looked like a medical team had been prepared... In less than a year, the old man who was full of energy and had an amazing aura had become so old. Jing Rong couldn't imagine whether President Xue, who was now sending off her daughter, could bear it after she completed her mission and left. In fact, in the past few months, she could feel the heart of President Xue who was worried about his daughter under his expressionless face. People are all made of flesh and blood. Regardless of whether she was Chairman Xue's biological daughter or not, she was the one enjoying this old man's care. Even with his poor health, he still cared about everything, all for her. Jing Rong was not unmoved, but it was unrealistic to give up the idea of ​​returning home just for this little touch. Now she could see Chairman Xue growing older, but what about the parents who had lost their only daughter, who were out of sight? How could she abandon the blood relatives who raised her just for a short year of their time together?

If possible, she would even be willing to take President Xue back with her and take care of him in his old age. However, that was just a thought. Sooner or later, she would have to go back, and sooner or later, President Xue would have to face the fact that his daughter was no longer with him.

Jing Rong saw it clearly, and was ruthless enough to do so. Even when facing President Xue, she still felt an unspoken sense of guilt. Having taken possession of the original owner's body, she had treated him like a father. While she couldn't be as obedient and devoted as her biological father, she had never refused any of President Xue's requests, as long as they didn't involve her completing a mission. She believed that this latecomer was far more qualified than the original owner.

Back to the topic, Jing Rong felt uncomfortable when he heard President Xue's voice sound so old, so he didn't mind his angry questioning and softened his tone and asked, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

President Xue has been a man of his word for most of his life. In the past, he would even yell at his troublesome daughter to kill her. But now that he is old, he is not so angry when his daughter gives in. He just sighed deeply, unwilling to quarrel with Jingrong, and said tiredly: "I don't want to care too much. Tell me honestly, where are you now?"

"I just had dinner at a friend's house."

"What friends?"

Jing Rong fell silent. Chairman Xue on the other end of the phone became angry again: "Is it that Quan Zhilong?!"

"Dad..." President Xue's voice suddenly became louder. The sound quality of the cell phone was good and it was quiet upstairs. Even though they were far away, there was no guarantee that G-Dragon couldn't hear anything. Jing Rong looked back at him and saw that there was nothing unusual on his face, so he lowered his head again, softened his tone, and called softly.

President Xue was no longer soft-hearted this time. When he was young, he was known as the "Cold-Faced King." Normally, even when angry, he would just sneer and then turn around to take revenge. He never lost his temper so simply and rudely. However, this time was different. Besides being angry, he was even more furious and disappointed. "For the past few months, you've been very obedient. You did everything I said and gradually developed your own ideas. I thought you had figured it out and stopped caring about you and that man. But it turns out you didn't think it through. You were waiting for me here? You deliberately played with me to let me down. Now that I'm sick and can't control you, do you think you can live a good life with him?!"

"Dad." President Xue was really furious. Jing Rong didn't want him to misunderstand him, so he hurriedly explained, "Please stop imagining things. How could I be so hypocritical as you said? You are my biological father. How could I be afraid that you would harm me?"

"You know now that I'm your biological father? Why didn't you remember me when you followed that man home to meet his parents without saying a word?!"

"It's just a gathering among friends. We're not meeting alone. His teammates are all here." Jing Rong said, "Dad, it's just a meal. There's nothing else to it."

"You don't have any other intentions, but what about him?" President Xue obviously believed Jing Rong's words, but didn't believe the rest. He snorted coldly, "I know he's serious about you now. He even designed your room in the villa he gave to his parents and bought you a diamond ring. Don't tell me you don't know what this means!"

"I know it's impossible for us. I will make it clear to him."

Chairman Xue fell silent. After a moment, his tone became even more tired as he spoke: "I know you may really like him. He never gave up on you before, and now he is also beginning to care about you. It is normal for you to be reluctant. But Jingrong, I don't know how long this body of mine can last. You were not cut out for it before, so I can only accept your fate. No matter what, with my shares and property, you won't starve. But you are capable now. Can you bear to see the hard work of most of my life fall into the hands of others?"

This was the first time President Xue had given his daughter such earnest advice. Even with Jingrong, their relationship was rather cold when they met. They actually had a father-daughter resemblance. If it weren't for the phone call, Jingrong wouldn't have heard President Xue's heartfelt words, and for a moment, she was moved. After all, who in the world doesn't care about their daughter? Even though President Xue had been disappointed with this unreliable daughter for over twenty years, when Jingrong, despite her lack of achievements, offered to take over the Jinxiu Nianhua Hotel, he still managed to arrange it for her despite the pressure. Everyone in the company was saying President Xue was getting confused. Even some of his closest friends had tried to persuade him. Losing the hotel to Jingrong was a minor concern; the real concern was that everyone would be disappointed with his approach, which would be a real loss of integrity. So, only parents in this world have unconditional faith in their children, giving them repeated opportunities to mend their ways, no matter how many mistakes they've made.

Chairman Xue only has one daughter in his life. He is an only child. His parents passed away long ago. Now his only blood relative left in the world is this daughter. Although he looks cold and serious in front of everyone, he cares about his daughter a lot in private. Jing Rong can hear it from this sentence. In the past, because the original owner really couldn't inherit the family business and was really infatuated with G-Dragon, Chairman Xue didn't stop her even though he looked down on her and let it go. But now Jing Rong is capable of taking on the heavy responsibility, Chairman Xue will never allow G-Dragon to delay her - so it's not that Chairman Xue doesn't consider his daughter's happiness, but that depends on the situation. Even if Jing Rong can give up her career for love now, what about the future? How will she spend the rest of her life if she loses love?

Chairman Xue thought he understood his daughter. She had inherited his ambition and would never be content to be a second-generation rich kid who lived off the land, never going broke but never achieving anything significant. Even if Jingrong was willing, he wouldn't.

After President Xue finished speaking, Jing Rong fell silent. After all, Quan Zhilong was right next to her, so she couldn't say more. Her silence was misunderstood by President Xue as embarrassment. He sighed again and asked, "Jing Rong, do you remember what you promised me last time?"

Jing Rong was slightly stunned and whispered, "I remember."

"Forget it. If you can't do it, then forget it. I'll arrange it."

"dad……"

Chairman Xue was reluctant to talk more: "I'm tired, that's all." With that, he hung up the phone. Jing Rong stared at the phone for a while, and Quan Zhilong came over and hugged her shoulders. "What's wrong?"

"My dad just called."

Quan Zhilong immediately asked with concern: "How is it, uncle, is he okay?"

Jing Rong shook his head: "Not very optimistic."

"What should we do then?"

"I'll take some time to go see him in a couple of days." Jing Rong said calmly, looking back, "Where are the others?"

Quan Zhilong pursed his lips and did not answer, but continued to hug Jingrong's shoulders and said to the door, "Open the door first. I said I have a surprise for you."

"Are you sure you don't need to tell me first?"

Quan Zhilong shook his head: "No need, you will know when you go in and see."

"So confident?"

Quan Zhilong smiled. Although his decision remained unchanged, his mindset had changed. Before, he had never considered what would happen if Jingrong refused without first notifying her. Back then, he was truly confident, blindly confident. He believed that Jingrong liked him so much that there was no way she would refuse, so he never considered the possibility of failure. Now, he had considered it, but still rejected Jingrong's suggestion to say hello first, because he had already decided that he could face any outcome. If Jingrong refused, it must be because he had done something wrong. He would change step by step until she could no longer refuse.

Jing Rong didn't think about Quan Zhilong's complicated feelings, and finally reached out to push open the door. What came into view was a very warm room, which was a bit like the layout of Jing Rong's home, but not exactly. Of course, some small items still made Jing Rong feel quite pleasing. The small living room was connected to two small rooms, one with an open door and the other closed. The open one was facing them, and it could be seen at a glance that it was a baby room full of childlike fun. Jing Rong looked back at Quan Zhilong, but Quan Zhilong pushed her in and came to the closed door.

Quan Zhilong used his eyes to signal Jingrong to open the door, but Jingrong just chuckled: "Well, are you sure there's a surprise inside?"

"The same thing, just push it open and you'll know."

Jing Rong smiled slightly, afraid that she would be frightened after opening the door. However, she said nothing and opened the door as she was told. Something caught her off guard. When the door was opened, there was a loud noise. The light in the room was not on, and she could see the night sky outside the window. The sky was blooming with beautiful fireworks. There were all kinds of fireworks, which were dazzling. After about five minutes, the fireworks should have been over. When Jing Rong was about to look away, there was a loud noise outside. Jing Rong looked over reflexively. It was several fireworks that were set off at the same time. When they bloomed in the sky, they actually formed a very romantic sentence.

"iloveyou,r."

It was easy to guess who was behind this. The fireworks finally finished, and Jing Rong withdrew her gaze. She turned to look at Quan Zhilong, who gave her a faint smile. The light from outside the door shone on his face, bringing a hint of brilliance.

Jing Rong suddenly felt sad. No matter what, they both put their hearts into it. She treated him well with all her heart, even though her motives were not pure, and he did the same. She just didn't know if he would dare to love her like this after such an experience, and if she would be able to meet someone who cared about her like this when she returned.

No one spoke, but the lights in their bedroom suddenly lit up, and then colorful balloons flew in from outside, each with a rose underneath. When the room almost became a sea of ​​balloons and flowers, Quan Zhilong reached out and grabbed the last balloon in his hand. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the balloon was not attached to a rose, but a small box shaped like a rose. Quan Zhilong flicked the balloon lightly, and the balloon flew up again. He held the box in his hand and opened it. The exquisite diamonds shone brightly under the light. Quan Zhilong knelt on one knee and looked Jingrong in the eyes seriously: "Marry me?"

Jingrong pursed his lips and looked down into Quan Zhilong's eyes: "Are you serious?"

Quan Zhilong smiled and said: "I love you."

Jingrong didn't say anything, and Quan Zhilong didn't rush her. He just kept kneeling on one knee, holding the ring in his right hand. They were not in a hurry, but the friends outside were very anxious. Everyone was whispering in their hearts, "Promise him," "Promise him." A few seconds passed and there was still no movement from the people inside. Seungri complained quietly, "Brother really disappoints me. He used to be very good at sweet talk. Say more. Of course, my sister-in-law won't accept such dry words!"

Dacheng chuckled: "Isn't silence better than words at this moment?"

They whispered these words into each other's ears, not disturbing the two people who were silent inside. However, Top, who was standing at the edge, was tapped and almost jumped up. He turned around and saw Quan Dami and shouted, "Sister Dami!"

Quan Dami looked suspicious: "What are you doing?"

Seungri nervously made a silent gesture and asked in Kwon Dami's ear, "Sister Dami, aren't you going outside to watch the fireworks?"

"The fireworks are all over, okay? Mom and Dad asked me to come see what you were doing."

The sun pointed inside and whispered, "Something big is happening."

Quan Dami's eyes lit up, and she was about to lean over, but Dacheng quickly stopped her. She didn't care and asked excitedly, "Is it what I was thinking?"

Taeyang nodded: "That should be the case, but Sister Dalmi, please don't tell your uncle and aunt yet. Zhilong would probably prefer to tell the elders himself."

"No problem." Quan Dal-mi couldn't stop smiling. She stopped squatting there and told them to watch the inside carefully before turning around and going downstairs. Quan's parents walked around the villa and were sitting on the sofa to rest. Seeing their daughter coming down alone, Quan's mother asked, "Why are you alone? What are they doing?"

Quan Dami smiled brightly: "Mom, they are discussing an important matter."

Father Quan also became interested and asked, "What's the big deal?"

Quan Dami didn't say it directly. She sat between her parents and asked, "Did you see the last fireworks?"

Mr. Quan nodded, and Quan Dal-mi asked again, "Don't you have any idea what it is?"

Mother Quan said, "What else could it be? Didn't Zhilong say today was an anniversary and kept saying he wanted to give Jingrong a surprise?"

Kwon's father nodded in agreement. Seeing that her guidance was useless, Kwon Dal-mi spoke directly: "Forget it, let me be frank. Ji-yong is proposing in there."

"Proposal?!" Kwon's parents and a colleague shouted, and then the two of them quickly exchanged a glance. Kwon's father was completely surprised, while Kwon's mother had a hint of worry in her eyes. However, her mother was very attentive, while Kwon Dal-mi inherited her father's carelessness and didn't notice anything. She laughed and said, "Yeah, when Ji-yong mentions it later, you guys should continue to be surprised. Don't tell me I secretly told you first."

"Why...why would you propose suddenly?"

"Of course not. They've been together for a year in just two months. Ji-yong has never been in a relationship for so long, so he must know that this is what he wants." Kwon Dami knew her younger brother quite well.

Mother Quan was still a little hesitant: "But, but we just met..."

Father Quan also began to persuade his wife: "Alright, isn't it enough as long as the child is fine? After all, it's Zhilong who will live with her, not us!"

"But the two families haven't met yet."

"Once things are finalized, shouldn't we meet?" Quan Dal-mi smiled. "Mom, wasn't it the same when I got married? You've all been through it once. Besides, this time we're marrying a daughter, not a daughter. There's no reason to be so worried."

Downstairs, Kwon Dal-mi and her daughter had smiles on their faces, but the few people squatting at the door on the second floor watching the fun gradually realized that something was wrong. They put away their smiles and looked into the room with serious expressions. There was such a long silence, and even a bit of awkwardness in the atmosphere, which was completely unlike the state of a proposal.

Quan Zhilong's heart went from beating nervously to becoming increasingly calm, and even as Jingrong's expression became increasingly cold, it gradually seemed to sink into the sea. Jingrong pursed his lips, not intending to reach out to take the ring, but simply whispered, "Get up."

Quan Zhilong's heart continued to sink to the bottom of the sea, but he smiled calmly: "Why don't you take this first?"

Jing Rong shook his head, but stretched out his hand. The people outside the door finally breathed a sigh of relief, but just as they were halfway through, they held it back again, because Jing Rong only stretched out his hand to pull G-Dragon up, and had no intention of taking the diamond ring.

G-Dragon knows Jing Rong best. In fact, he didn't have much hope from the beginning. After the long silence, he became more certain. He followed Jing Rong's hand and stood up. He just didn't want her to feel that he was forcing her to accept the diamond ring.

He had been extremely disappointed before, so he was not so disappointed this time. What he wanted to know more was her reason.

To be honest, Jing Rong was a little surprised by G-Dragon's calmness. He should have been angry and embarrassed, or at least he would not have been so calm as to listen to his explanation. So he had other plans, but because of G-Dragon's calmness, Jing Rong decided to tell him the truth. Of course, he only told him the facts that everyone could see.

"It was my father who just called me."

Quan Zhilong nodded: "You said it before."

"He said you had prepared a diamond ring and were proposing, and asked me what I thought. I was just surprised." Jing Rong didn't look at Quan Zhilong, but turned to walk towards the window, with his back to Quan Zhilong, and said in a calm tone, "I thought you should have understood it before."

"Understand what?"

"When I saw that blueprint in your studio, I was worried about this happening, so I hinted to you. Maybe you were paying attention to the three to five years I mentioned, rather than the fact that I had no intention of marrying you at all?"

Even though Quan Zhilong had been mentally prepared, he still had to put on a gloomy face at this moment: "If you have no plans to marry me, then who do you want to marry, Jung Yunho?"

"He is indeed one of the candidates my father picked." Jing Rong chuckled, crossed his arms, and spoke calmly, "But don't be angry. I really like you, and I only like you. You should know this. But love can't be eaten. I have understood this principle for a long time. You were so indifferent to me at the beginning, and now it's just a temporary passion. There is no guarantee that it will not cool down. But I can't give up inheriting my father's family business for such an uncertain relationship..."

Before Jingrong could finish, Quan Zhilong interrupted her: "I was wrong at the beginning. I won't hide it from you. I really didn't like you at that time. It wasn't until you became like this that I gradually fell in love with you. But Jingrong, since I love you, I will be responsible for your future. Maybe you won't be able to inherit the Xue family if I marry you, but I can give you the same life you can enjoy in the Xue family, and even more."

At Quan Zhilong's touching words, Jing Rong just curled his lips lightly and asked, "If I promise to let you live like this forever and ask you to give up your current singing career, do you agree?"

Quan Zhilong paused, and Jing Rong continued, "People with different ideals cannot work together. I know singing is not just your career, but also your dream. It is the biggest motivation for you to strive for success. But I also have my career and dreams. Xue Group is the hard work of my father who has worked hard for most of his life. How can I give up?"

"So, are you going to give up on me?" G-Dragon finally asked with a slightly desperate tone.

"You can't have your cake and eat it too, don't you know?"

How could he not know? He knew that there were too many problems between them, that she might not be as focused on planning a future together as he was, and that her relationship with Jung Yunho was more than just friends, yet he kept pretending to be dumb. It wasn't because he didn't care about these things. In fact, he cared about them to death. How many times, looking at her sleeping peacefully in his arms, he wanted to sneak into her dreams and ask her if she really loved him, what was going on in her heart! He knew too well that there was no such thing as a perfect match in this world, so he pretended to know nothing and just wanted to live a stable life with her. As long as she was in his arms, he could not care about anything, because he knew that if he continued to pursue the matter, he would not be able to bear it.

Rather than losing, he would rather compromise. How could he not know what she meant!

G-Dragon closed his eyes, his lips trembling. He really wanted to say those words, so that he would be relieved and would not have to worry so much. He woke up from his dreams almost every night, afraid that one day he would wake up and find that the girl in his arms was gone. Their love had developed to the point where it was more of torture than happiness. Why was he still holding on to her so tightly?

Forget it, even if it hurts, it will only hurt this time. Just like she said, it is impossible for her to give up those things for herself, so their love is destined to be fruitless. What else can he do? If he insists on, he will only watch her become someone else's wife.

When G-Dragon was young, he worked so hard, not only because of his dream, but also because he wanted to stand out. He thought that after success, life would be smooth sailing and he would get everything he wanted. Now he finally knows that success does not mean everything. The person you love may still not love you back, and you may still not be able to give the person you love the life she wants. When he was young, G-Dragon also thought he could be very free and easy. If you like someone, you can be together, and if you don’t like someone, you can break up. Forced love is not love. But at this moment, he realized that it is not as simple as he imagined. His previous free and easy attitude was because he didn’t care. When he really cared, he would humble himself to the dust for this woman. How could he be free and easy?

So after a long time, when everyone outside was getting impatient, G-Dragon finally spoke, but it wasn't what he had originally wanted to say. At this moment, G-Dragon seemed to be torn apart. Rationally, he knew it was time to let go. Continuing to pester her would be fruitless and would only hurt her more. But in reality, he heard his own voice asking, "If I don't propose today, what are you going to do?"

Jing Rong frowned: "There's no point in saying this, right?"

"What if I wanted to know?"

Jing Rong paused and said, "Or maybe it will be delayed until the day when it can no longer be delayed."

"For example?"

"For example, if my father is completely gone, I will have to find a strong supporter."

A trace of pain flashed in Quan Zhilong's eyes, but he continued to ask calmly: "What was your father's criteria for choosing Jung Yunho?"

Jing Rong finally couldn't help but turned around and looked at Quan Zhilong in surprise, but he saw the seriousness in his eyes. He paused and said, "His father is a high-ranking government official, and his grandfather still has a certain prestige in the army."

G-Dragon twitched his lips, a smile that made people feel sad. Perhaps he knew this, so he retracted the stiff corners of his lips and asked expressionlessly, "So no matter how many times you and I appear openly, no media outlet would dare to report on us. But Jung Yunho only met you once, but it was quickly publicized and even became known to everyone?"

Jing Rong nodded: "That's right."

Quan Zhilong's lips moved, but he knew there was no reason for him to ask any more questions, so he simply closed his eyes, thinking that he could finally say that sentence, but when the words came to his lips, they became - "Besides Jung Yunho, who else?"

Jing Rong understood Quan Zhilong's question immediately. She said without hiding anything, "Probably Zhang Jingran. He was actually the first person my father favored."

Quan Zhilong's already pale face suddenly paled. He was no stranger to Zhang Jingran. Jingrong had praised him so many times in his ear about how capable he was. How could he be so obtuse as to not notice anything?!

Did she betray his trust, or did he never understand her?

But that was enough. There was no need to pursue it further. Having come this far was the end. After all, they were someone he had truly loved, and he didn't want them to end up separated by hatred. However, Quan Zhilong couldn't control his impulse and asked again, "Kim Donghua's sudden appearance was also your father's doing?"

Jing Rong chuckled. There was no need to hide this. "I guess so. He once gave me a deadline and asked me to break up with you. In the end, I didn't listen to him, and our relationship almost became known to everyone. He must have brought Miss Jin back to divert attention and at the same time, remind me."

"Remind you of what?"

"You are not worthy of me giving up everything I have now to entrust to you."

Quan Zhilong was hurt again by Jingrong's blunt words. Of course, his heart was already broken, and this little scar was nothing. He just trembled his lips and questioned with his last bit of courage: "Are you also denying our relationship so easily because of my past?"

Jing Rong's eyes flickered, and he didn't want to continue this topic: "There's no need to discuss it any further. Now that we've talked about it, let's just leave it at that. We've been in love, and I don't want us to become a couple of enemies."

After saying that, Jing Rong started to walk away, but when she passed by Quan Zhilong, he grabbed her arm. Quan Zhilong didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, but subconsciously felt that he shouldn't let her go like this, because if she left now, she would never come back.

He can't bear this result for the time being.

G-Dragon pulled Jing Rong into his arms and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to crush her completely. It seemed that she couldn't go anywhere except in his arms. Jing Rong was really scared. She pushed G-Dragon, but before she could speak, her lips were blocked tightly. It was like the end of the world. He used up all his last strength to love. G-Dragon kissed Jing Rong's lips hard, almost wearing their lips apart, like a storm.

The friends outside the door were already shocked by this amazing development. What the hell is going on? First, their Captain Quan was sweetly and happily preparing to propose, then they prepared a surprise, but the heroine's reaction was beyond their expectations. Not accepting the ring meant that she didn't want to get married. Then they talked a lot as if they were breaking up peacefully. After that, the heroine planned to just walk away and never owe each other anything. As a result, their Captain Quan couldn't let go at the last moment! He actually hugged her tightly and kissed her forcefully! Is this the rhythm of a cool and domineering president? Captain Quan, you got the wrong script at this time, you should be cold and noble and snort to show that you don't care at all!

The friends were in a state of confusion, and of course they were more worried about the couple. They didn't know what the two had said before, but judging from their expressions, it must be a very serious and depressing matter - it really looked like a breakup.

Quan Zhilong's reaction startled Jingrong, but then she felt it was understandable. After all, she had just said a lot of hurtful things, so it was normal for him to be unable to accept it. However, he shouldn't express his dissatisfaction in this way. Jingrong pushed Quan Zhilong away, took a step back, and looked at him with a cold gaze. Only her bright red lips made her aura slightly weaker. When she met Quan Zhilong's strong and painful eyes, Jingrong was slightly stunned, her eyes moved down an inch, and said, "You shouldn't be like this."

"So what should I do? Wish you happiness? Happy breakup?"

Jing Rong was slightly speechless, and pulled the corner of her mouth, not quite smiling, and said, "Goodbye." Then she was about to leave, but Quan Zhilong grabbed her again, and then reached his hands from behind her, hugged her tightly, buried his face in her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Let's just pretend nothing happened today, okay?"

Jing Rong frowned. After Quan Zhilong said this uncontrollably, he breathed a sigh of relief. Yes, just because the proposal was unsuccessful, it didn't necessarily mean we had to break up. As if he had suddenly figured it out, Quan Zhilong asked again and again, completely humbled himself and begged, "Okay?"

Jing Rong sighed in her heart. It was really not her decision, but young man, did you really get the right script?

Although G-Dragon often likes to do things unconventionally, Jing Rong had been prepared for this, but she hadn't expected him to go this far. Her words had completely cut off the possibility of the two of them continuing to be together. How could G-Dragon continue to ask for a relationship?!

Jing Rong's first reaction was disbelief, but the man's pleading in her ears reminded her that this was indeed true, and he still refused to let go. Jing Rong felt a little sour in her heart. After all, Quan Zhilong had done nothing wrong except provoking a lunatic. Relationships should not be forced, and he was at least much more open and honest than other men. Whether he was serious or just treating it as a game, his attitude was clear. Perhaps his past was indeed too rich, but given his conditions, this was not such a heinous crime. After all, it was a matter of mutual consent. The woman had already approached him, so how could she expect a man to be chaste?

After all, this is just G-Dragon's attitude towards love. You may not agree with it, but you can't do anything else. What's more, once G-Dragon falls in love, he is so heartfelt and can put himself in such a low position and compromise to this extent. How many men can do that?

She should thank G-Dragon for cooperating with her to complete the task, but at this moment, Jing Rong couldn't feel grateful at all, or it might sound a bit hypocritical to say so. If he wasn't so involved in this game and not so unreserved, she wouldn't feel so guilty.

Her heart softened, and Jing Rong could no longer struggle to break free from G-Dragon and left. She closed her eyes and thought, "What if I compromised temporarily? The ending was already determined and no one could change it."

Jing Rong sighed softly: "You don't hate me?"

"I love you."

"You'll always hate me later."

"I only know that I love you now, only you."

Jingrong turned his head and his eyes met G-Dragon's serious gaze, but he smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that it would only last until tomorrow at the latest.

"I'm tired, can I go back first?"

A gleam flashed in Quan Zhilong's eyes, and he quickly said, "Okay, let's go back."

Then he let go of Jingrong and hugged her as they walked outside. The friends who were watching outside immediately dispersed. Not knowing how to deal with the situation, they simply went into the next room. Then, listening to the footsteps of G-Dragon and Jingrong coming down the stairs, the older boys looked at each other in confusion, and no one spoke.

Downstairs in the hall, Kwon Dami was chatting with her parents, never forgetting to pay attention to her surroundings. When she heard footsteps, she looked up and saw G-Dragon and Kyungyoung coming down the stairs. A smile spread across her face as she approached them and asked, "I couldn't find you anywhere. I thought you were going somewhere else. Turns out you're upstairs?"

Quan Zhilong has returned to normal, looking at Quan Dami with a natural expression: "Well, Jingrong is feeling a little unwell, I'll take her back first."

Quan Dami was stunned, then smiled a little. Her eyes shuttled between the two of them. She was uncomfortable after the proposal. She couldn't help but think too much, so she tried to read something from their faces. However, these two people were very careful and it was not so easy to see what was on their minds. Jingrong smiled and said, "I'm sorry to spoil the fun for everyone."

"No, no." Quan Dami waved her hand quickly, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest early."

Quan Zhilong nodded slightly, then glanced at his parents on the sofa. His father had a smile on his face, but his mother was a little puzzling. She looked like she was smiling, but she didn't look as happy as he imagined. Quan Zhilong didn't have the energy to think about so much right now, so he said, "Mom and Dad, I'm going to take Jingrong home first."

Jing Rong also said, "I'm sorry, uncle and aunt, I've spoiled your fun. I'll come and apologize some other day."

Father Quan waved his hand quickly: "Don't be so polite, if you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest, Zhilong, take good care of him."

"Well, let's go first."

Quan Zhilong hugged Jingrong and walked towards the gate. Suddenly, Quan's mother pursed her lips and called him: "Zhilong."

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you going to stay tonight?"

Quan Zhilong was stunned. He never thought that his mother would ask this question in front of his girlfriend. Quan's mother didn't want his answer. She just said, "Don't go back to the dormitory today. Go home and stay. I have something to tell you."

Quan Zhilong was about to refuse subconsciously, but Jing Rong spoke before him and said, "Okay, auntie, I will remind him."

Mother Quan nodded, a hint of smile in her eyes: "Be careful when you sleep at night, don't turn on the air conditioner all night, or you'll catch a cold."

"Okay, thank you, auntie."

On the way to send Jingrong home, G-Dragon thought they would continue the previous topic, but when they got in the car, they found that they could not say anything. They just looked at each other in silence. He did not send Jingrong home directly, but drove the car to the bank of the Han River. It was autumn and the weather was still very good at this time. The Han River was most crowded with young couples at night. No matter how late it was, there were always couples passing by here. G-Dragon and Jingrong did not get out of the car. He stopped by the roadside, opened the window to enjoy the sea breeze, lit a cigarette, and his eyes flickered under the street lights.

Jing Rong didn't know why, but she actually had the urge to talk at this moment. Even since she accepted the mission, from G-Dragon himself, to her predecessor's good friends, and later Jung Yunho, and Chairman Xue, they all helped her to complete the task more smoothly, intentionally or unintentionally. Zhang Zhiyao and Cui Yingya were the ones who knew best what she was going to do, and although Jung Yunho didn't say it, he should have guessed it from his attitude. However, no one knew what her ultimate intention was. Jing Rong never had the idea of ​​confiding, and of course she knew that even if she did, no one would believe it. Maybe they would hire a famous psychologist to cure her "schizophrenia".

But unexpectedly, Jing Rong felt that Quan Zhilong might believe it. No matter what, she had never been so close to anyone in her two lives. Quan Zhilong could really be said to be the person who knew her best - he understood the difference between her and the original owner.

Jing Rong opened his mouth, but the words turned into a sigh. Quan Zhilong paused with his cigarette in his hand, without looking up, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Don't you like me smoking?"

Jing Rong didn't say anything, but Quan Zhilong quickly put out his cigarette. Looking at the crushed cigarette butt in the ashtray, Jing Rong sighed softly, "Why are you doing this?"

G-Dragon's heart trembled. Jing Rong's simple question nearly shattered his pretense of nonchalance. He knew what she meant, but since he'd fallen in love, what could he do? Even if he wanted to forget, he'd have to give her some time to adjust, right? Love is like smoking. No one can deny the beauty of the process, but what happens afterward? Quitting smoking means the pleasure you once enjoyed becomes doubled and tenfold, inflicting pain upon yourself until you're numb, until the thought, even the mere sight, no longer stirs. But quitting love is far more cruel than quitting cigarettes, because all the pain is inflicted on the heart.

After you've loved someone wholeheartedly, will you still think about loving someone else in your life? G-Dragon still can't imagine what life would be like without her. So it's not that he's not free and easy, it's just that he really can't do it.

In silence, Jing Rong looked up at the starry sky and suddenly said, "Zhilong."

Quan Zhilong hummed softly, and only heard Jingrong's still cold voice ringing in his ears: "Forget me, okay?"

Quan Zhilong had spoken to Jingrong in this tone countless times. Just an hour ago, he had begged her not to be so decisive. She was silent for a long time, as if she had no choice, but finally nodded. Now Quan Zhilong could understand Jingrong's feelings at that time, but he didn't want to nod. He just said with a slightly sarcastic tone: "Can you do it?"

Jing Rong nodded firmly: "Okay."

Quan Zhilong was already numb from the pain. He could even accept those words calmly, let alone such a simple two words. Quan Zhilong even suspected that even if Jingrong said now that she didn't love him and that she had never been serious about him, he would not be angry. When the pain reaches a certain level, it is like being invulnerable.

Quan Zhilong just raised his lips and said without any emotion: "Sorry, I can't do it."

Jing Rong also put away his other emotions and said calmly: "We have to face it eventually, don't we?"

Quan Zhilong felt a pang in his heart, and said calmly, "Don't worry, if you want to get married... I will never disturb your life."

Jing Rong ignored Quan Zhilong's bleeding heart and nodded, "Then I'm relieved, go back."

The author has something to say: Brother Long is the prophet, right? Who said he never loved him or anything like that?

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