Chapter 69 Is it possible?

Jiang Tingwan threw herself into her work, trying to numb her emotions.

The lights in the office seemed particularly cold and white in the middle of the night. Jiang Tingwan's fingertips tapped on the keyboard, and the data on the screen kept jumping, as if only this could make her temporarily forget her chaotic emotions.

She forced herself to focus on the report in front of her, but her thoughts always drifted away uncontrollably.

Jiang Wanzhou eventually returned to the United States, but Jiang's mother...

No, now she should be called Ms. Huo, and she also flew to the other side of the ocean.

Before leaving, Jiang Tingwan handed her the yellowed photo.

The two girls in the photo are very close.

Jiang's father and Jiang Shixu might have thought it was just a sisterly feud or an outburst of old grudges, but Jiang Tingwan vaguely guessed the truth behind it.

Huo Yunshu took the photo, gently stroked the photo paper with his fingertips, and rarely showed a smile.

She raised her eyes to look at Jiang Tingwan, her gaze was unspeakably gentle, as if she was truly seeing this adopted daughter for the first time.

"Whether it's Xie Duo, Chen Guan, or the kid from the Lu family,"

She whispered, "Be with whoever you like."

After a pause, she added, "Or neither, it doesn't matter."

She reached out and patted Jiang Tingwan's shoulder, with a hint of melancholy in her tone.

“You can’t always make the right choices, so you have to do something you like occasionally.”

Jiang Tingwan was moved by these words.

She used to think that only by being cautious and thorough in every step would she be qualified to make the choices she liked.

But later I realized that no matter which way I went, I couldn't seem to truly control my own destiny.

But now, everything suddenly became different.

She unconsciously noticed that Huo Yunshu had grown a lot of white hair on his temples, which looked particularly dazzling under the lights of the airport.

Her hair used to be kept perfectly.

It turns out that so much fatigue can be generated overnight.

Jiang Tingwan responded indifferently and watched her turn and leave. Her back looked much thinner than he remembered.

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Jiang Tingwan devoted almost her entire body and soul to her work in order to numb her emotions.

She slept in the office again.

When I woke up, it was light outside the window.

She rubbed her sore neck and raised her eyes to meet Jiang Shixu's slightly frowning gaze.

"elder brother?"

She looked at him sleepily, her voice hoarse from just waking up, "Why are you here?"

"If I don't come, how many days will you be away from home?"

Jiang Shixu's tone was calm, but it contained a hint of reproach that could not be ignored.

His slender fingers naturally brushed across the top of her head, smoothing her messy hair.

Jiang Tingwan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to ask——

Is there still a home?

But she didn't say it in the end.

"You can't keep being depressed like this." Jiang Shixu looked at her with a serious look.

Jiang Tingwan smiled faintly and pretended to be relaxed.

"I'm working hard, how can I be depressed?"

Jiang Shixu didn't say anything, but just reached out and gently pinched her nose, and whispered:

"Don't pretend."

This unprecedented intimate action made Jiang Tingwan pause for a moment.

The originally natural relationship suddenly became a little strange.

"Forget it, just do whatever you want to do. You can submit your resignation documents at any time."

Jiang Shixu's voice was very calm, as if he was just stating an ordinary matter.

Jiang Tingwan was stunned and looked up at him.

How did he know?

She had never mentioned that thought to anyone, the thought hidden deep in her heart that she herself dared not even think about.

She wanted to strike out on her own and set up her own investment bank.

Jiang Shixu seemed to see through her doubts, and his slender fingers gently tapped the file bag on the table.

"The procedures and licenses have been taken care of for you." He said lightly.

Jiang Tingwan's breathing stagnated, and she reached out to open the document, which contained financial licenses, company registration information, and even several lists of potential customers that had already been negotiated.

He actually...even prepared all these for her?

She has been hesitating.

Huo Yunshu's last words before leaving: "People can't always make the right choices, they have to do things they like occasionally."

She might be talking about a marriage partner.

But she couldn't help but wonder, if she left the protection of the Jiang family, how far could she go?

But she hesitated again.

Huo Yunshu is gone, Jiang Wanzhou is gone too, and Jiang's father is always buried in his work.

If even she leaves...what will Jiang Shixu do?

She was not naive enough to think that Jiang Shixu was really an emotionless work machine as rumored by the outside world.

As human beings, we all need something to rely on, and we need even a little bit of emotional connection.

She hesitated.

Jiang Shixu lowered his eyes and looked at her. Seeing that her brows were slightly frowned, he chuckled and reached out to smooth the wrinkles between her brows.

"Jiang Tingwan," he said in a low voice with a hint of helplessness, "Hesitation is what you should do before doing something bad."

Jiang Tingwan could hardly control her expression.

He was always like this, quietly guiding her to be herself, supporting her, and giving her everything she wanted.

But she knew his loneliness better than anyone else.

But they can't live like this forever.

Huo Yunshu gave her the capital for freedom, but he couldn't give it to him.

He is still the heir of the Jiang family and still has to shoulder the family responsibilities.

She took a deep breath and said softly, "Brother, find someone to accompany you."

I hope there is someone to accompany you so that you won’t be so tired.

But when Jiang Shixu heard this, he just looked at her indifferently, his eyes were deep and no emotion could be seen.

Why did she think he asked her to sign the document that night?

He had selfish motives.

If she is free, can she...