Chapter 223 Come for Me
The sequel never came.
Xiang Nuan left Jiang Yunhui behind and drove back by herself.
She was so angry that she drove her car at full throttle all the way home.
She couldn't help but get angry. Jiang Yunhui's brain was really broken. Marry her? How? They had gone through so much trouble to make everyone believe that she was his wife, Jiang Ranran's biological mother, how could he marry her again? He told everyone that all this was fake, but he fell in love with this fake wife and wanted to make her his real wife? Who would buy into such a ridiculous thing?
He was not pursuing happiness; he was simply seeking death.
She shouldn't have come back. She should have left and gone far away. Even if she can't return to her own world, she can put an end to this story and start a new life.
But... the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She was no longer staying here to complete her mission. She really was -
Hush—she suppressed the thought, not daring to face her own heart.
It turns out that Xiang Nuan is someone who can live without self for Jiang Yunhui. She is not a love-brained person, but a brain-dead person. Xiang Nuan traveled here just because of this resentment. Her mission is Xiang Nuan, herself, to let her find her own value and live a shining self.
Yes, so I will not be a vassal in your love, and I will not sacrifice myself to be a puppet of so-called happiness. I am neither a substitute for Wanqing, nor will I ever be the shadow of the original owner.
After figuring out her own position, Xiang Nuan gradually calmed down.
When she left the room, Jiang Yunhui was sitting on the steps. He no longer had the excitement he had when he went out, and leaned against the railing with his head drooped like a child who had been hit.
Xiang Nuan sat down next to him.
"I must have done something wrong, right?" His voice was low but with a noticeable tremor.
"right."
"I shouldn't have mentioned marrying you, right? I was too eager and self-centered, and completely ignored your feelings."
"right."
Xiang Nuan's tears fell.
Jiang Yunhui let out a long sigh, and tears began to fall.
He longed for happiness too much, and wanted too desperately to grasp the life he dreamed of day and night. He was afraid of losing Xiang Nuan just like he lost Wan Qing, but he forgot that she was not Wan Qing.
"Will you hate me?"
"I will hate it for a while."
Jiang Yunhui's tears were already bursting out. He wanted to hug her and say sorry to her, but he was afraid that he would use too much force and push her away.
"I love you."
His voice was shaking so much that he could not stop himself. The three words were almost inaudible.
Xiang Nuan touched the necklace on her chest. She had already deciphered the words on the inner circle - JLX, Jiang Yunhui loves Xiang Nuan. If one day she said that she was not Xiang Nuan and the whole thing was a scam from the beginning, would this deep love become a joke?
She took his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered, "Let's think of a solution together."
Jiang Yunhui could no longer hold back and burst into tears. Is this a positive answer? Is it? !
…
The atmosphere at breakfast was strange. Jiang Ranran thought that the two of them must have had a blast playing by themselves last night, but he looked left and right and could not see any sign of happiness.
"Have you decided what to record for the next show?" he asked tentatively.
Xiang Nuan looked at him, her mind a little blank. Yes, she had planned to talk to Jiang Yunhui about this last night. There was also the matter of the contract, the lawyer, and Jiang Chao... Sigh.
"Which one do you want to record?" She kicked the ball back.
Jiang Ranran took a quick glance and knew that the two of them were only interested in having fun and were not talking about business at all.
Jiang Yunhui looked back and forth at the two of them, not understanding the meaning of this conversation. Can the program be chosen by oneself? Can the guests decide what they want to record? Is my son already such a big shot? But he was sensible enough not to interrupt before he understood the situation.
"I want to play basketball with the firefighter uncle..." Ran Ran paused in the middle of her words.
"but?"
"But Nuanbao and Chengcheng probably don't like playing basketball."
Xiang Nuan smiled knowingly, this child has begun to learn to consider others.
"But what?"
"Well... I don't like drawing either. But Director Zhang didn't give any other options. If we record something else, won't they have enough time to prepare?"
Xiang Nuan walked up to him, gave him a big hug, and kissed him hard on the hair. Jiang Ranran was a little confused and looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.
"Ranran has started to think independently and can consider things from other people's perspectives. He is really a grown-up now."
Jiang Ranran grinned, this "comment" really touched his heart.
"What do you think, Dad?" Xiang Nuan gave Jiang Yunhui a look, pulling him back from his bystander state.
"I roughly understand. It's a choice between playing ball and painting, right?"
Jiang Ranran nodded.
"Then I guess playing basketball is not just playing basketball, and painting is not just painting. If a program only has one content, it can't go on, and the audience won't buy it, right?"
Jiang Ranran bared his teeth and nodded, not quite understanding. It was fine if his father didn't speak, but once he spoke, he would go to extremes, like a class. But even though he was mumbling in his heart, he still tried to keep up with the pace.
“Playing ball is like playing with firefighters, and painting is like painting with the grandparents in the village.”
Jiang Yunhui understood what he said. He looked at Ran Ran and encouraged him to think for himself.
"So, it's a firefighter and grandparents? Then I'd definitely choose the firefighter, how cool."
The answer was revealed, but it seemed like we were back to square one. Whether it was firefighters or playing basketball, it seemed like they were all "blind spots" for girls. Jiang Ranran pouted, thinking that what his father had said for so long was equivalent to saying nothing. He looked at Xiang Nuan for help, as she had to make the decision on this matter.
"Firefighters don't just put out fires. They also save cats stuck in trees and children who get themselves stuck because of their mischief. They also need doctors and nurses to take care of them when they get injured. They also need to spread fire safety knowledge to everyone..."
Xiang Nuan guided him little by little, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. Yes, there are many things to do, and girls will not feel dangerous.
He jumped up. It felt so good to have figured something out!
"Then can we respond to Director Zhang?"
"He's asking for your opinion, why don't you contact him yourself?"
Jiang Ranran looked at his father and then at Xiang Nuan, his eyes sparkling. He could decide something by himself, this feeling was so cool!
"Can I...?"
He didn't say anything, but Xiang Nuan was already nodding solemnly.
"You can!"
Jiang Ranran jumped and shouted and ran away. He was going to the study to do something important.
Jiang Yunhui was really confused. His eyes were bigger than bowls, filled with big bold question marks. What can I do? What can I do? You can guide me, but can you let me go? !
"Don't worry, Director Zhang is still guarding the door."
Oh my god, this familiar feeling came all of a sudden. Jiang Yunhui was absent-minded in the morning, but he suddenly came back to his senses.
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