Chapter 99 "Don't let your inner inferiority complex cause you to become anxious and insecure."

Ji Qing sat in the first seat, and really wanted to ignore the tense atmosphere between the two.

Unfortunately, Huanghuang did something wrong; how could she openly admit to keeping a male celebrity as a sugar daddy?

He sat in the middle listening to Ji Tanyuan's rebuttal.

Ji Tanyuan was speechless. "Did you hear what I said? I said that my company has hired more than just Xin Gan. Where did this 'sugar baby' thing come from? Are you alright? My dad is right here. What nonsense are you spouting?"

Zhong Yan took a deep breath. "Xin Gan, isn't that the one you were raising for Cheng Gengxu? And now you want to have your own? And you're starting your own backyard too?"

It's no wonder he overthinks things. Look at the people around Ji Tanyuan, starting with Zhang Zhang and Lan Fengsheng, they're both playboys. Wasn't that why we didn't let her get involved in the entertainment industry in the first place?

Ji Tanyuan scoffed, "What you're saying is really interesting. How can your thoughts be so filthy? Who am I supporting? People work for me and earn money to support me, okay?"

“I’ve figured it out, Zhong Yan, you’re just judging others by your own petty standards.”

Zhong Yan glanced at Ji Qing, who was quietly eating with his eyes down, seemingly oblivious to everything else.

Ji Qing, feeling the attention, looked up and said, "Huanghuang isn't that kind of person. If she really is, I'll stand up for you."

Zhong Yan calmed down as well, "I remember my aunt's current boyfriend is a male model."

It's hard to guarantee that I won't introduce one or two to my mom.

Zhong Yan didn't say the last sentence, but Ji Qing understood it and guessed it.

Suddenly, the story of Wu Zetian and Princess Taiping sharing male favorites popped into my head.

He scoffed, "Ji Tanyuan, you should focus on your business first."

Ji Tanyuan glared at Zhong Yan, then lowered her head and ate her food.

Ji Qing coughed; he shouldn't interfere in this couple's affairs.

So he said, "The most important thing between husband and wife is mutual trust. Ah Yan, how could you not know Huang Huang's character?"

"Don't let your inner inferiority complex cause you to become anxious and insecure."

The last sentence was absolutely incisive, hitting Zhong Yan right where it hurt, and delivering a devastating blow.

Zhong Yan felt like he was about to vomit blood. Did he see it that clearly?

Ji Tanyuan scoffed, "Inferiority complex? Him? Ha!"

Ji Qing said, "Ji Tanyuan, I've noticed your temper is getting worse. Try to control it."

Ji Tanyuan pursed her lips and stopped talking.

After the two finished their meal, they left. Chu He drove the car, and the partition was raised.

Zhong Yan looked at the message sent by his subordinates and saw that Caiying Entertainment Company had indeed recruited several artists recently.

Two men and three women, some of whom are veterans in the entertainment industry but not signed with a company, and others are newcomers with good looks but no works yet.

"Can you get rid of the male artists in your company?"

Ji Tanyuan hadn't expected the topic to continue; she really couldn't understand it.

Zhong Yan wasn't born from amniotic fluid; she was soaked in vinegar.

"Don't worry, I'm the kind of person who doesn't mess with people close to him. Even if I were to do something, I wouldn't harm my own people."

“…” Zhong Yan laughed in exasperation.

He laughed out loud, turned his head to look at Ji Tanyuan, his face turned cold, his smile was forced, and he deliberately lowered his voice.

"So, you've thought about it?"

Ji Tanyuan sat upright, able to sense the anger of the person next to her, and she tidied her long hair.

She said, "No, I never thought it was you. You've been misunderstanding me all along."

"I don't know where your imagination comes from; I've never thought of that."

Zhong Yan closed his eyes and stopped looking at her. "Don't blame me for overthinking. You've proposed a marriage of convenience many times before."

Ji Tanyuan said "Oh", "I just feel that it would be very tiring for the two of us to work out our relationship without any emotional connection. It would be better to maintain our pre-marital lifestyle."

Zhong Yan wanted to ask, "So now, do you have feelings for her?"

Ji Qing's words echoed in her heart again: inferiority complex.

He wasn't insecure; he was just panicked, panicked that they had no future.

Zhong Yan's words stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

Knowing the answer, he no longer had the courage to ask, as that would only bring him humiliation.

Ji Tanyuan is carefree and heartless; it seems that he is the only one who is gradually trapped in this marriage.

"Yes, if I had agreed to a marriage of convenience with you back then, would things have been different?"

He won't be bothered now.

Why did I ever think of living with her in the first place? How could I be so confident that I could completely control this marriage?

Anxious about gains and losses.

He's finally getting his comeuppance. After more than 20 years of freedom, Zhong Yan has finally received his "retribution."

And yet he willingly remained trapped here.

In the emotional dilemma of not knowing whether to withdraw or move forward, I realized that not everything can be decided by reason.

He seemed unable to, and could not find a suitable way to, completely erase his vague and hazy feelings for Ji Tanyuan, and he didn't even want to.

But he couldn't go any further; he was afraid of scaring people into not showing such a gentle demeanor in front of him.

Ji Tanyuan's deliberate distancing and indifference were like emotional abuse; he didn't even dare to think about it, as it might drive him crazy during his courtship.

Zhong Yan moved his fingers and grasped Ji Tanyuan's hand.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

Ji Tanyuan was taken aback by his sudden apology, seemingly not understanding why Zhong Yan had apologized so abruptly.

"Why apologize?"

"Because we don't trust each other, I should trust you."

Zhong Yan gently squeezed her hand, and Ji Tanyuan looked down at those hands affectionately pinching her knuckles.

His fingers were long and slender, with distinct knuckles, neatly trimmed nails, and his knuckles were pink from the cold.

Lust permeated the air.

She was lost in thought, forgetting what Zhong Yan had said about trust and distrust; she was simply staring at that hand.

His hands were beautiful; they were the most beautiful hands she had ever seen on a man.

She was even very satisfied with Zhong Yan's face and temperament.

She was a typical northerner, with a graceful figure, good proportions, and a vibrant energy she had never encountered before.

Living with him is very interesting.

But that's where it all ends.

What she overheard outside the door that day, the words spoken by Grandpa Zhong in the study, were like a thorn in her heart.

They assumed that since she had fallen for Zhong Yan, she would naturally sacrifice her own interests to help the Zhong family achieve their great cause.

Zhong Yan tacitly agreed.

Ji Tanyuan even felt that the tenderness he showed was all a scheme.

Ji Tanyuan withdrew her hand and looked out the window.

Ji Tanyuan closed her eyes and whispered, "Zhong Yan, you don't trust me, just like I don't trust you."

Their marriages were different from others.

The benefits of the matrix were too great, and their marriage couldn't keep up.

Even marriages can be affected by other things.

Moreover, this situation may occur in the future.

She didn't believe that the old man would give up his schemes against the Ji family, or that he would show no mercy.

Ji Tanyuan was hugged from behind, and the man leaned down to pull her into his arms:

"You don't have to believe me, but I will stand by your side, as long as you don't get divorced easily."

Ji Tanyuan smiled and said, "Are you so afraid of divorce? It's not like you're dying."

Zhong Yan clicked his tongue and bit her earlobe. "Don't say that word casually, it's unlucky."