Chapter 94: Money Worship and the Wheelchair Boss 10
Cha Jiu tilted his head to look carefully at Jiang Tingxu's expression and was sure that his decision was unquestionable.
"OK."
Cha Jiu readily agreed and slowly buttoned up her clothes without any reluctance.
For a moment, Jiang Tingxu thought that all the previous temptations were an illusion.
Cha Jiu spent a long time buttoning her shirt with no success. After finally buttoning it up, the moment she moved her hand, the button came undone again.
The rolling hills appear and disappear from time to time.
Jiang Tingxu turned his face away calmly.
While buttoning her clothes, Cha Jiu said nonchalantly, "I don't really care who I marry or when I marry. I only care about whether I can have a lot of money after marriage and buy everything I like."
Jiang Tingxu's face darkened. For some reason, he felt a little angry when he heard Cha Jiu say that.
But he still maintained a calm voice and said: "Life can pursue material things, but it cannot be only about material things."
"But only money is the most reliable." Cha Jiu said suddenly.
She was already dressed, and turned around, looking at him intently with her head tilted.
"This is what I learned from childhood to adulthood. My father may abandon me, my friends may betray me, and my fiancé may look down on me, but only those bags and clothes will not."
"If I take care of them, they will stay as beautiful as they were when they first appeared and stay with me forever."
“Even if I have trouble selling them, they won’t complain.”
"Things without emotions last the longest."
Every time Cha Jiu said something, Jiang Tingxu's heart ached a little.
It was difficult for him to imagine what kind of scars and tears were hidden beneath her seemingly brilliant life, which could lead to such pessimism and despair.
Jiang Tingxu himself is in the dark side of life, but he doesn't want a lively soul like Cha Jiu to be stained by the shadow.
"Qing Huan." He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Life is long. We must believe in something so as not to get lost in material desires. Career, love... there is always something worth believing in."
Cha Jiu looked at him with a smile: "I have no faith anymore, because just now, my faith told me to get engaged to another man next month."
Jiang Tingxu was stunned.
He didn't expect Cha Jiu to be so direct and unconcealed.
Yes, she never hides her feelings and feelings.
Girls in their early twenties always treat love passionately and without considering the consequences.
Jiang Tingxu smiled bitterly: "I thought you liked Jiang Chen."
Cha Jiu admitted generously: "I liked him."
She emphasized the word "past", which means that Jiang Chen has become a thing of the past in her mind.
"But I don't like him now." Cha Jiu said, "I like you, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Tingxu remained calm: "What do you like about me?"
He wanted to find a reason from her answer to refute her and convince her to give up.
"Hmm..." Cha Jiu sat on the bed, supporting her sides with her hands, looking up at the ceiling in thought.
"I like you to pass me the handkerchief."
She was talking about Mrs. Ye's funeral.
"I also like that you always listen to me patiently."
"I like that you satisfy my vanity but don't look down on me."
"I like that you care about me sincerely."
Cha Jiu retracted his gaze and looked at Jiang Tingxu seriously again: "What I like most is that you are good-looking and you have more money than I can spend in my lifetime."
Jiang Tingxu, who was listening carefully, was amused by her.
He probably knew what kind of feelings Cha Jiu had for him.
It's not such a deep love.
It is a feeling of love for one's father or admiration for a strong man.
She lacks too much care from her elders and needs a great sense of security.
These happened to be given to her by Jiang Tingxu during this period, so she regarded this as love.
After realizing this, Jiang Tingxu felt a little relieved.
But there is also loneliness.
After listening to his analysis, Cha Jiu's expression did not change at all.
She walked over and took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, wanting to smoke one, but then she remembered that Jiang Tingxu didn't smoke, so she put it back.
Jiang Tingxu noticed this small detail.
"Mr. Jiang, do you know where we are different?" Cha Jiu suddenly asked.
Jiang Tingxu raised his eyes to look at her, without saying a word, quietly waiting for her answer.
Cha Jiu said: "When I see something I like, I will directly say I want it. But you will choose to find all the reasons why this thing does not belong to you, deceiving yourself that you don't really want it."
"Like is like, no matter whether this kind of like comes from lack of love, admiration for strength, or even just superficial reasons, is it not like?"
Cha Jiu squatted down in front of Jiang Tingxu, holding onto the wheelchair on both sides of him, staring into his eyes, not allowing him to escape: "I don't want a reason, I just want an answer."
…
Jiang Tingxu couldn't give an answer.
His back as he left looked as if he was fleeing in desperation.
Cha Jiu no longer forced him, but started the kite-flying strategy.
"What is kite flying?" The system was confused. "Are we going to the park lawn?"
Cha Jiu touched the system's stupid head in his mind.
But the system soon found out.
At three o'clock in the morning, the light in the study was still on.
Jiang Tingxu looked up from his heavy work and looked at the closed study door countless times.
Still no one knocked on the door tonight to ask if he wanted a midnight snack.
Two weeks have passed.
Ever since the two of them made things clear that time, Cha Jiu seemed to be avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.
I always used reviewing and writing papers as an excuse to miss the time for meals and going out with him.
This is clearly the ideal outcome.
But Jiang Tingxu couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.
Life seemed to have returned to its previous dull and boring mode, but after enjoying the warm and bright sunshine, I returned to the cold and dark world again, and the feeling of loneliness began to increase exponentially.
“Knock, knock.”
There's a knock on the door.
Jiang Tingxu's depressed heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He sat up straight and looked towards the door: "Come in."
The study door was opened, and it was Uncle Chen.
Jiang Tingxu's mood dropped again.
Uncle Chen said with a worried look on his face: "Sir, it's already very late, why don't you take a rest tonight"
Jiang Tingxu took off his glasses and rubbed his aching eyebrows: "Is Miss Ye asleep?"
"Miss Ye is out." Uncle Chen said.
Jiang Tingxu paused: "He went out and hasn't come back yet."
Uncle Chen shook his head: "He hasn't come back yet."
"It's so late, did she say where she was going?" Jiang Tingxu frowned.
Uncle Chen said: "Ms. Ye always went out at 9:30 pm in the past two weeks and did not come back until the next morning. It seemed that she went to a bar..."
Cha Jiu also told Uncle Chen not to bring it up with Jiang Tingxu.
Uncle Chen thought she was afraid of being scolded for hanging out in the bar, so she didn't dare to say it.
Jiang Tingxu's face really looked unhappy: "Which bar did she go to?"
Uncle Chen mentioned the name of a bar.
"Prepare the car." Jiang Tingxu frowned and threw the pen on the table.
The Jiang residence was dead silent, while on the other side, Cha Jiu was spending a fortune lavishly in the bass.
"I say! Are there any male college students here?"
Cha Jiu blocked his ears and yelled at the bar manager at the top of his voice.
The manager also responded loudly: "Why do you want a man?"
"Male college student!"
"What kind of students do you want?"
"Male college student!"
The manager thought he was enforcing the law while fishing, and was still playing dumb: "What man?"
Cha Jiu slapped the card on the table and spoke impatiently back to normal volume: "Open the most expensive wine for me. I want a male college student. Give me a private room."
"Okay." There was no need to yell this time. The manager heard it clearly and went to open the wine with a smile.
Cha Jiu: “…”
After a while, the private room was opened and the male college student was found.
A row of boys of all kinds stood in front of Cha Jiu.
Cha Jiu asked: "Is it the best quality?"
A college GPA of 4.0 is preferred, and a dual degree certificate is even better.
The manager nodded and said, "I have all the skills."
Gently rub it, slowly twist it, and then pick it up to ensure that this heroic female guest will feel like entering a fairyland and never want to leave.
The conversation between the two people is not on the same channel at all.
"Okay, that's you guys."
Cha Jiu threw a pile of documents on the table, then opened his laptop, raised his eyelids slightly, looked at these "high-quality" male college students and said:
"Write your graduation thesis. If it's good, each person will get 10,000 yuan."
manager:""
Male college student: ""
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