Yan Zimeng looked at the phone call that had automatically ended due to the timeout, her face extremely grim. After thinking for a moment, she could only get out of the car and ring the doorbell.
Uncle Bai came out.
"Uncle Bai."
"Miss Yan," Uncle Bai said with a smile, "is something the matter?"
"Where is Ah Jue? I want to see him."
"The Duke..."
“I know he’s here.” Yan Zimeng stopped Uncle Bai from refusing. “Tell him I won’t leave until I see him.”
Uncle Bai sighed, then turned and went into the house.
After listening to Uncle Bai's words, Nangong Jue remained silent for a moment, then got up and walked out.
“Ah Jue.” Yan Zimeng’s eyes lit up.
"Say what you have to say." Nangong Jue looked at Yan Zimeng outside through the iron gate. If he didn't want to continue being misunderstood, he had to keep his distance from her. Now, with one inside the gate and the other outside, that should be far enough, right?
"Ah Jue, you...aren't you going to let me in?" Yan Zimeng looked incredulous.
"Let's talk here." Nangong Jue was slightly impatient; he hadn't finished reading his novel yet. "I'm busy."
"Ah Jue, why are you doing this to me? You clearly liked me before, you..."
"When did I ever say I liked you?" Nangong Jue's brows furrowed even more. "You helped me once before, and I remember it. So, when I was able, I did my best to protect you. Did I give you the wrong impression?"
“You…” Yan Zimeng couldn’t help but sway.
"I'm already married and have no intention of getting a divorce." Nangong Jue rubbed his temples. "So, let's keep our distance from now on, but if you ever have any difficulties, I'll still help you. Okay, that's all." He then turned and left.
"A-Jue!" Yan Zimeng lunged forward and grabbed the ornate iron gate. "You can't do this to me..."
"How did I treat you?" Nangong Jue turned to look at her with a puzzled expression. "Back when you were abroad, you gave me a piece of candy when I was being bullied. I still remember it. So, after I came back, I did my best to help you when I was able to. The talent show where you debuted was one I invested in..."
"I know, but I love you. I don't want you to repay my kindness; I want you to love me. Why won't you marry me?"
"Marry you?" Nangong Jue turned around and looked at Yan Zimeng very seriously. "I've thought about it, but you're gone."
Yan Zimeng frowned: "What...do you mean?"
“Back then, it didn’t matter to me who I married. Rather than being manipulated by them, I preferred to find someone I could control. At that time, I thought about you, but you left with Robles.” A faint smile appeared on Nangong Jue’s lips. “Then, I married Han Binglan, who had been pursuing me for many years.”
Yan Zimeng swayed slightly. How could this be?
“I never received love growing up, so I don’t understand love, and I don’t know how to love someone, or how to get along with women.” Nangong Jue’s eyes narrowed slightly. “So, I married her, but I didn’t love her, I even hated her, until later… when she stopped loving me, I realized that she actually had a place in my heart, so now I regret it.” He suddenly paused. Damn, this behavior really matches the brainless domineering CEO in novels. Could it be that he’s actually brainless too, but he just hasn’t realized it?
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