Chapter 8 Chapter 8 I Want Him to Really Love Me

"Awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something?" It was dark outside the window, the curtains were half drawn, and the wall lamp cast a reassuring warm local light. Tang Ya sat cross-legged on the soft carpet in front of the sofa, with her computer on the coffee table. She felt the movement of someone behind her and asked.

Jiang Yiyu curled up on the sofa, covered with the small blanket that Tang Ya brought her. She felt that all the strength had been drained from her body and she didn't want to move at all.

"Get up, take a shower, and then have dinner." Tang Ya closed the document and sat on the sofa. Without saying anything, she grabbed Jiang Yiyu's arms with both hands and tried to pull her up.

"Oh, I don't want to remember. I'm so tired. I won't eat and will just go back to sleep." Jiang Yiyu complained and lay on the sofa.

Tang Ya threatened: "No, letting you sleep on the sofa is already the limit. Clean up your clothes, otherwise don't even think about getting on my bed tonight."

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Jiang Yiyu was shaking her extremely heavy head in disappointment, holding the new pajamas that Tang Ya had stuffed in her, and staggered into the bathroom.

After taking a refreshing hot bath until her muscles and bones felt sore and relaxed, Jiang Yiyu wiped the sweat that kept rolling down her face and simply tied on her bathrobe.

When she appeared in the living room in slippers, Tang Ya, who was holding a bowl of steaming white porridge and blowing on the hot air, exclaimed and swept her up and down and left and right with her eyes.

"Are you like this at home?"

"What?" Jiang Yiyu was using a hair dryer to style her long, black hair that looked like a waterfall. She raised her wrist to pull up her bathrobe, revealing a small section of her jade-like calf.

Looking at Jiang Yiyu, eight words emerged in Tang Ya's mind.

The beauty is like jade, vivid and charming.

Jiang Yiyu is such a lively and beautiful girl. Anyone who sees her would have some thoughts. Cheng Shuze really has a great blessing but he doesn't know how to cherish it.

Tang Ya handed over a bowl of slightly cooled white porridge, which was just the right temperature to be soft, glutinous and sweet. Jiang Yiyu took a sip to fill her stomach which had been restless all afternoon. She felt that her wandering soul had finally landed on solid ground, and even her thoughts became a little clearer.

After quietly drinking half a bowl of porridge, Tang Ya couldn't help but hesitated: "You..."

Jiang Yiyun's expression remained unchanged: "Do you want to persuade them to reconcile or to separate?"

"That depends on you. I'm on your side anyway." Tang Ya quickly interjected, "If you want to divorce, there are plenty of other women out there. If you want to stay together, Cheng Shuze is also okay. After all, these days, handsome men with good figures are not bad either. There aren't many men who can marry without getting hurt. It's okay to make do with him."

Jiang Yiyu pursed her lips and laughed, her expression finally relaxed a little.

Tang Ya knocked the bowl with a spoon and asked seriously, "Honestly, what happened?"

When Jiang Yiyu came to knock on her door in the afternoon, she was very emotional and crying incoherently, with a lot of blood on her hands and clothes. Her first reaction was that Jiang Yiyu might have killed someone. She hesitated for a second in shame between shielding her best friend and upholding justice, and finally let Jiang Yiyu quickly go into the house.

Cheng Shuze wanted to use violence, and he deserved to be admitted to the hospital in the end. However, there must be other reasons for the divorce between these two people.

Jiang Yiyun put down her chopsticks: "Why do you think I married Cheng Shuze?"

"Ah?" Tang Ya tried to recall. "What's there to ask? You were in a passionate relationship back then, and the whole school thought you would definitely get married. Plus, didn't your two families talk about getting engaged since you were little? It just happened to be a business marriage. So, it was a case of love and business marriage?"

It is precisely because Cheng Shuze and Jiang Yiyu are recognized by everyone as the couple with the best relationship and the support of their family background, making them the least likely to break up, so anyone would be surprised to hear that they are getting divorced.

"So do you think our marriage is more of a romantic one or a business one?"

Tang Ya was stunned. As a true single, she felt like she'd been dealt a heavy blow by discussing this topic. Her life mentor had no choice but to offer a stern answer: "What's the point of fussing over this? Consider both sides and you can just get married in the end. Why bother nitpicking?"

"We are actually a business marriage." Jiang Yiyun smiled, "The so-called mutual affection is also based on a business marriage."

Facing Tang Ya's puzzled gaze, Jiang Yiyun explained, "He pursued me in high school simply because of the promise my family made when I was little that we would get engaged and get married in the future."

After pondering for a moment, Tang Ya cautiously speculated, "You can't say that. After all, you were still in school at that time, and marriage was still a long way off. He probably really liked you when he pursued you."

"But I don't think any of this matters. There's no point in trying to distinguish between them. In the end, it's all about married life. Honestly, look at our industry. Cheng Shuze is considered a model boyfriend. So many people have business marriages without any emotional basis, yet they still treat each other with respect and live happily. You and Cheng Shuze are a match made in heaven, having been married for two years now. Even if he initially pursued you for a business marriage, it's okay to just go along with it."

Jiang Yiyun: "But I don't want to give in."

Love affairs may seem passionate, but in reality they are illusory and ethereal, true and false. Who among those involved can truly distinguish between true and false feelings? From words, words often fail to express the meaning, but from actions, there are often deeper meanings.

If we really want to discuss what love and liking are, why they start and why they end, I am afraid that few people in this world can truly explain it clearly.

Tang Ya could understand what Jiang Yiyu meant.

What Jiang Yiyun truly cared about was a genuine, unadulterated love, one that allowed her to see through the feelings of others. If it were her, she would have held the same sentiments before getting married, but when her parents finally pressed her for marriage, she would have accepted anything as long as it was acceptable. After the wedding, she didn't bother to dwell on the reasons that led to the marriage.

"Really? You're a romance novelist, but you don't even believe in love yourself?"

"Love also has to succumb to reality. There is no way in reality that there are so many love at first sight as in books. At least I have money and I can live a good life no matter what. Even if I really get married, I can cultivate feelings after marriage." Tang Ya is very open-minded about her future. As long as she can live a good life, feelings are not important to her at all.

"What about you?" After a while, Tang Ya turned to Jiang Yiyu and asked, "You said that Cheng Shuze married you just for business. Do you love him?"

Miss Jiang is not someone who would agree to get married simply for the sake of business. She is the only daughter in the Jiang family and they dote on her very much. Without Jiang Yiyu's consent, this marriage would not be possible.

The cold and lonely starlight was separated by thick clouds and mist, and Jiang Yiyu's voice drifted gently in the heat that no longer rose:

"The one I will love is Cheng Shuze who truly loves me."

"I want him to truly love me."

At night, at 1:30 in the morning.

Cheng Shuze rubbed his neck and woke up from his hangover.

He hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time since getting married, but he went black after two bottles of brandy.

The objects in the living room were arranged exactly as they were before he lost his memory, and no one had moved them.

Cheng Shuze leaned against the back of the sofa and casually threw the empty wine bottle on the table into the trash can. There were still a lot of bloody glass fragments scattered on the blanket and the coffee table. At noon, Jiang Yiyu dragged him to the hospital to treat his wounds, so he naturally didn't think about dealing with these things. He was too lazy to take care of them when he came back alone.

Cheng Shuze tilted his head back, staring blankly at the indescribable floating objects in the dark air for a while, then he pressed his swollen temples and reached out to touch his cell phone which he had thrown somewhere.

The wound on his forehead was probably bleeding again. Cheng Shuze forgot that he was still injured and accidentally touched the wound. He gasped for a moment, and his hand was sticky. In the dark, he could vaguely make out that it was probably blood.

He casually took a tissue to wipe his hands, found his cell phone in the gap between the sofas, and turned on the screen.

The sudden light pierced people's eyes in the darkness. Cheng Shuze squinted his eyes to check the messages on his mobile phone.

There are many unread messages.

Assistant He Yue said that he had asked the pharmacy for prescription painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, which had been delivered to the lobby manager. He reminded him to remember to have someone bring them up and also gave him a long list of precautions, urging him to avoid smoking, drinking, and spicy food.

Yang Han had even more messages, a bunch of screenshots of chat logs with Jiang Yiyun and her best friend. Jiang Yiyun didn't go home tonight and was staying at Tang Ya's house. Cheng Shuze glanced at the mention of Ling Jingzhi in the chat logs and scoffed. The name had been cropping up in his mind a bit too often lately. He'd settle the score with Ling Jingzhi once he had some free time and finished his current affairs.

Jiang Yiyu also sent him a message.

It was really rare. He thought she had nothing to talk to him about today.

The first unread message from Jiang Yiyu was a PDF file she sent him in the evening, titled "Scanned copy of divorce property division agreement."

It really is...

He went to the hospital because of her, but his first words didn't even bother him about her injuries, he was still thinking about his piece of scrap paper.

There were a few more entries later, but none of them mentioned his injury at all.

Jiang Yiyun: In addition to the above documents, I drove you to the hospital this afternoon in my car, which has now been cleaned at the car wash. You are responsible for the entire cost of the cleaning. I'll send you the bill when the time comes.

Damn it, how much does it cost to wash a car? It wouldn't be a problem for him to buy her ten more Panameras. But she had to argue with him so much just for such a small amount of money for washing the car.

Cheng Shuze felt the wound on his forehead start to throb again.

After opening the chat box, Cheng Shuze typed a few words, thought about it, and then deleted them. He repeated this several times and finally replied with only one word.

Cheng Shuze: Okay.

The status of the chat box instantly changed to [The other party is typing...]. Jiang Yiyu was still awake late at night. Cheng Shuze waited patiently for a while, watching the input status in the top frame disappear. The other party did not send any message, so he could not help but reply again.

Cheng Shuze:? Say.

Five minutes later, he received a message.

Jiang Yiyu: It’s nothing, go to bed early.

The author has something to say:

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I have eight words for Brother Cheng: give him cephalexin and wine, and send him away.

Pay attention!!! Don’t follow someone else’s lead here!

After being injured, you can't drink! You can't drink! You can't drink!