Chapter 88 Do I really have no chance?
"I hadn't finished speaking yet."
“If Gao Ze hadn’t called to interrupt, what I would have said next would have been: the Zhou family was just a business choice, but you are not.”
She was his personal choice.
Jin Changyu looked at Sang Qian with deep affection, "I married you, you are the only choice I have in this life."
Seeing Sang Qian sitting there silently with a gloomy look in her eyes, Jin Changyu felt a little flustered and couldn't help but reach out and hold her slightly cool hand.
"Qianqian, believe me, since I've been with you, I've never thought about finding anyone else. I'm absolutely loyal to you."
Sang Qian's mind was a little muddled. After finally processing what he said, she stared blankly at him, then at the hand he was holding, and silently pulled it away.
"What's the point of believing now?"
Even if everything he said is true, that Zhou Yunshuang is not his ex-girlfriend, and that he has never cheated on her, so what?
His choice in that hypothetical question was full of realism.
His choice profoundly told her that she was not a good match for him; they were not a good match in terms of social standing, and her background could not bring the Jin family any commercial value whatsoever.
Even Zhou Yunshuang, whom he didn't like, was a better alternative than her.
If it weren't for Old Madam Jin insisting that he marry her, he would never have chosen her.
Of course, from his position and perspective, his choice in that hypothetical question was perfectly reasonable.
From a business perspective, even a fool would know which family to choose between the Zhou and Sang families.
If she were Jin Changyu, she would also choose Zhou Yunshuang.
His choice was right.
What he said was correct.
Seeking love in a business marriage is a flawed concept; she was simply being naive and foolishly fell into this marriage in search of love.
Whose fault is it?
Sang Qian closed her eyes briefly. "Thank you for telling me the truth. You can go now."
As she finished speaking and tried to get up, Jin Changyu pulled her into his arms.
"Jin Changyu!"
The woman in his arms struggled fiercely, but Jin Changyu held her even tighter, his deep, hoarse voice trembling slightly, "Tell me, is it because you heard those words that day and mistakenly thought I was cheating on you that you brought up divorce with me?"
Sang Qian's struggling movements suddenly stopped.
Jin Changyu stared intently into her eyes. "It's not because you can't stand my rigid and boring lifestyle, or my busy work schedule... is that right?"
"You've misunderstood; you don't really hate me, right?"
Meeting his emotionally charged, cautiously seeking gaze, Sang Qian felt a stinging, aching pain in her heart.
The reason for the divorce was indeed a misunderstanding that he had feelings for someone else.
But after hearing his explanation today, she suddenly realized that the root cause of their marriage breakdown was not this.
"Jin Changyu, don't you understand? The most fundamental problem between us is that we are not suitable for each other."
Sang Qian pressed against his chest, trying to get away from his embrace.
Jin Changyu's expression stiffened, and he obediently released her, but his gaze remained fixed on her. "Where is it not suitable?"
"We have significant differences in terms of family background, views on marriage, and family."
Sang Qian took a deep breath and tried to speak in a calm tone:
"What you want is a marriage that is a good match for you and of value to the Jin family. You need a virtuous wife who can shoulder the responsibilities of a lady of high society, help you stabilize the home front, and allow you to work without any worries. But I can't give you these things."
She gave a self-deprecating smile. "The Sang family is beneath the Jin family's notice. Besides, I'm all alone now, and I don't even have that family of yours that you wouldn't even consider."
Looking at the sorrow and bitterness in her eyes, Jin Changyu felt as if his heart had been pricked by needles, a sharp pain shooting through him.
"I don't want it, I don't need these."
He held her hand tightly, his eyes earnest, "All I want is for you to stay by my side."
"Stay by your side? But how much time do you actually have for me to stay by your side?"
She looked at him, her eyes dimming slightly. "I can't be as rational as you. I respect and support my husband's career, but I hope that while he is focused on his career, he can also take care of his family, instead of only having work in his eyes. If a family doesn't even have the most basic interaction and love, and the time spent together is very little, then it's not a home, it's just living together."
"I……"
Jin Changyu opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but thinking of how he had neglected her and his family because of work, he was too ashamed to defend himself.
"I will change, Qianqian, I promise you, I will spend more time on my family from now on." His eyes were filled with pleading and earnestness.
“I admit, before I met you, I considered marriage as a business transaction, but after we got married, I stopped…”
"But we're divorced now."
Sang Qian stated a fact without any joy or sorrow.
Jin Changyu's pupils suddenly trembled, and his voice abruptly stopped.
"So your criteria for choosing a spouse have returned to square one. You can go find a wife who is valuable to you again. How many noble ladies in Beijing want to become Mrs. Jin? If not Miss Zhou, then there's Miss Li, Miss Chen, Miss Huang..."
Sang Qian paused for a moment, then lowered her eyes. "In short, your choice for remarriage will not be me, Miss Sang, who has no roots in Beijing."
Seeing her speak these words so coldly, as if she had no lingering affection or reluctance towards him whatsoever, Jin Changyu felt a surge of bitter pain in his heart.
His deep gaze seemed to carry unyielding emotions, and Sang Qian couldn't meet his eyes, so she turned her face away.
The room fell silent.
for a long time.
Jin Changyu spoke with difficulty, "Do I really have no chance?"
Sang Qian slowly turned her gaze back to him, a sudden pang of sadness rising within her. "Didn't we ever have a chance?"
Her throat tightened, "We've been together for two years, I've tried my best..." but you never responded.
Jin Changyu felt a tightness in his chest.
"Jin Changyu, you are very good and excellent, it's just that we are not suitable for each other."
Having finally escaped the fog of a marriage where the future was unclear, she wouldn't easily step back into it.
Without giving herself any excuse or chance to soften her heart, she told him to leave: "I'm tired and want to rest. Can you leave my room?"
Jin Changyu had a thousand words he wanted to say to her, but when he met her tired and red eyes, he couldn't say anything in the end.
"Okay, you get some rest."
He slowly stood up, glanced at her again, and forced himself to turn and leave.
Sang Qian kept her head down until she heard the door close. Only then did her long eyelashes flutter, and she slowly curled up and hugged herself.
Close your eyes and hide all the bitterness in them.
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