Jiang Zhi stood by the window, looking at the bustling streets outside, feeling a mixture of emotions. The accident she had just experienced, and Shen Qingchen's heroic appearance, were like a stone thrown into the lake of her originally calm heart, causing ripples and subtly changing her originally firm determination for revenge.
She knew her mission all along. Tang Junxi's death was like a deep wound, constantly stinging her soul. In her world, revenge was the only thing that kept her going. Countless times, in the dead of night, she swore to the stars that she would find the mastermind and make those who had hurt Tang Junxi pay. This conviction was as strong as steel, unquestionable, and unwavering.
However, Shen Qingchen's appearance disrupted this balance. His sincerity and persistence were like a ray of warm sunshine, piercing the haze of revenge in Jiang Zhi's heart. Jiang Zhi thought of the flowers he sent her every day, those delicate and beautiful blossoms, each one akin to Shen Qingchen's blazing heart. The cards in the bouquets were filled with affectionate words, the love revealed between the lines. Although she always pretended to be indifferent and put the flowers aside, in fact, every word quietly penetrated her heart.
And then there were the romantic encounters he'd created. In a corner of the library, while she was looking up information possibly related to Tang Junxi's death, she looked up and saw Shen Qingchen standing there, holding an ancient book she'd been searching for, smiling and handing it to her. On her way to a medical seminar, it suddenly started raining, and just when she was worried about not having an umbrella, Shen Qingchen appeared beside her like magic, holding one up for her. The two of them strolled in the rain, the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella like a gentle melody. These seemingly accidental encounters were actually carefully arranged by Shen Qingchen. How could Jiang Zhi not feel his good intentions?
Jiang Zhi knew Shen Qingchen was a unique person. As the president of a publicly listed company and heir to the Shen family, he should have been aloof and imposing, yet with her, he always displayed immense tenderness and patience. His wisdom and ruthlessness intimidated his competitors in the business world, but with her, he was only affectionate. His wicked looks and deep eyes seemed to conceal endless tenderness and care. Every time Jiang Zhi locked eyes with him, she could feel her heart racing.
She began to seriously consider her feelings for Shen Qingchen. She realized that she was no longer as indifferent to his pursuit as she had been at the beginning. Her heart had begun to slowly lean towards him, a feeling she had never experienced before. This feeling made her both excited and afraid. The excitement was that after so much pain, she finally felt the warmth of love again; the fear was that she didn't know if she could find a balance between pursuing revenge and accepting love.
If she chose to accept Shen Qingchen's feelings, what would happen to her revenge plan? She couldn't let the flame of revenge go out because that was her promise to Tang Junxi. But at the same time, she didn't want to hurt Shen Qingchen. She knew that Shen Qingchen's love for her was pure, and if she put Shen Qingchen in danger because of revenge, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.
Jiang Zhi was in deep conflict. Tang Junxi's smile kept resurfacing in her mind, a smile full of sunshine that had once brought her so much joy. She thought back to the time they had spent together, those beautiful memories now shrouded in hatred. She asked herself, if Tang Junxi were still alive, what would he have wanted her to do? He was such a kind person, perhaps he didn't want her to be consumed by hatred, but rather to be happy.
But happiness seemed so far away to her now. She felt like she was standing at a crossroads. To her left lay the path of revenge, filled with darkness and unknown dangers; to her right lay the love offered by Shen Qingchen, filled with warmth and sweet temptation. Choosing either path meant giving up something. She didn't know if she had the courage to make this choice, nor did she know if it was the right one.
She paced back and forth in her room, trying to clear her chaotic thoughts. She thought of her grandfather, Jiang Yan, who had always silently supported her revenge plan, but also hoped for her happiness. If he knew about her current confusion, what advice would he give her? She thought back to her life in foster care in the countryside. During those difficult days, she learned to be strong and independent. Now, she needed that same strength to face this difficult decision.
Jiang Zhi sat on the sofa, holding her head in her hands, trying to drive these complicated thoughts out of her mind. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down. However, the figure of Shen Qingchen kept appearing in front of her. His smile, his eyes, and everything he did for her were all played in her mind like a movie. Her heart became incomparably soft at this moment, and she knew that she had fallen deeply in love with Shen Qingchen.
However, when she opened her eyes and saw the photo of her and Tang Junxi hanging on the wall, the hatred within her reignited. She could not forget the horrific scene of Tang Junxi's death; it was a pain she could never erase. She knew that if she gave up on revenge, she would never forgive herself. She felt like she was struggling in a dark abyss, with the dawn of love on one side and the abyss of revenge on the other. She didn't know how to find a way out.
She began to analyze her future with Shen Qingchen. If they were really together, would Shen Qingchen's family and his career be affected? Could she truly let go of her revenge and devote herself wholeheartedly to this relationship? Would her identity and past cause trouble for Shen Qingchen? These questions were like heavy burdens, weighing her down.
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