"And you... since you chose to give up, and the other party also accepted the Han family's money, I don't think you love each other enough. The one you love most is just yourself."
After Ai Zhiyin finished speaking, she felt that her words were too accusatory, so she quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, my words were too harsh. I didn't mean to blame you."
However, Han Ji, who was lost in thought, suddenly realized, "No, you are not wrong. On the contrary, you are absolutely right."
"Um?"
Han Ji sat up abruptly, his gaze fixed on Ai Zhiyin, and he said, "I used to be very disdainful of people constantly talking about love and affection. There's no such thing as love in this world. There's only profit. Those so-called feelings and love are completely vulnerable in the face of money and profit. But seeing Han Chen like this, I began to doubt myself. Is there something wrong with my perception, or is the world just playing a trick on me?"
His younger brother personally proved to him that his understanding was wrong.
But he was still confused.
After all, he was accustomed to people abandoning their loved ones for fame and fortune.
He himself is such a person.
Just when he was confused, Ai Zhiyin's words gave him the answer.
And the answer is so simple.
It's just not love enough.
"Committed, lifelong relationships are rare, so it's normal not to see them," Ai Zhiyin said. "Most people are probably like us. They see someone they like, get married, and then live their lives in a daze, not knowing what constitutes enough love. If a marriage like this can last a lifetime, we should be thankful. Who would even bother talking about love or not?"
Just like them.
In life, I no longer care whether I love or not.
They both knew what the other meant to them, and they both chose to play their respective roles well.
This model has already satisfied their respective comfort levels.
Han Ji sneered, with contempt and self-mockery, "I finally know why I feel so bad tonight."
Ai Zhiyin was puzzled: "Huh?"
Han Ji raised his eyes to look at her, "Because of jealousy."
Ai Zhiyin: "What are you jealous of?"
Han Ji: "I'm jealous of Han Chen's deep love, jealous of how happy he is with Zhou Mo, jealous that he has so many people helping him even though he has made no contribution to the Han family. Did you know? Even Han Jue helped him tip off Zhou Mo."
Ai Zhiyin smiled, "I'm not surprised at all."
Han Ji frowned in surprise, and asked with displeasure, "Why? Why aren't you surprised?"
Ai Zhiyin: "Because Dingce is a gentle person, just a little sensitive. When you were kids playing in the snow and stepped in mud, Dingce would put a carpet outside the gate so you could wipe the mud off your shoes before coming back."
Han Ji was stunned, and his memory gradually emerged, "Wasn't the blanket placed there by Mrs. Zhang and the others before?"
Ai Zhiyin explained, "The first time, Ding Ce secretly released it. Later, Mrs. Zhang found out and thought it was a good idea, so it became Mrs. Zhang and her group who released it."
Han Ji frowned, "How do you know? And it was Han Jue who told you? It's only been a short time since we last met, how could he be so open with you about everything?"
Ai Zhiyin was momentarily flustered and avoided Han Ji's gaze without leaving a trace. "No, no. He didn't say that."
"Then how do you know?" Han Ji couldn't stand Ai Zhiyin's evasive gaze. He turned her face and made her look directly at him. "Speak!"
The tone was harsh and filled with anger.
Ai Zhiyin was startled. It was the first time she saw Han Ji with such a serious and terrifying expression, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes.
She pushed Han Ji's hand away and said, "Don't be like this. If you have something to say, please talk it over nicely."
Han Ji then realized that he had lost his composure and even started to get angry at Ai Zhiyin.
He shouldn't be like this.
In this family, the person he should least be angry with is Ai Zhiyin. She has always respected him and protected him, and he has never done her any wrong.
In the beginning, it was he who dragged her into this situation, not her who had to have him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Han Ji couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. Was it just because of Han Chen?
It doesn't seem right.
Even if he didn't want to see Han Chen's matter have a perfect ending, he shouldn't take it out on Ai Zhiyin.
"I'm really... sorry," Han Ji apologized repeatedly.
He even resorted to violence... Although it didn't reach the level of violence, he was indeed rude to Ai Zhiyin.
"Are you overthinking it?" Ai Zhiyin asked patiently, "Do you think Dingce and I have a special relationship?"
Han Ji raised his eyes, and was struck by Ai Zhiyin's concerned eyes and soft words.
Ai Zhiyin smiled and said, "If you really want to know, I can tell you what happened. When I was a kid, my grandfather and I came to your house to deliver some documents. You guys were out playing at the time, and only Dingce was there. When my grandfather and I left, Dingce was laying the carpet. My grandfather asked him why the carpet was outside the yard, and he said he was laying it for you guys. That's what happened."
"My relationship with Dingce might be a little better than you think, but it's not that dirty either. I know he's a gentle person because he's the only one among you brothers who responds to my greetings. When you receive a message from me, you all say 'I see' or 'Yeah', and he will say thank you and 'Second sister-in-law, you've worked hard.' Before he goes home, he'll ask if my family needs anything or if there's anything missing so he can buy it on his way. He's also the only one among you brothers who helps in the kitchen..."
"That's enough," Han Ji lowered his eyes, feeling upset because of his inferiority.
He was afraid that if Ai Zhiyin continued talking, he would feel that he could not even compare to Han Jue.
Seeing that he seemed to be in an even worse mood, Ai Zhiyin said nothing more.
She glanced at the time and urged, "Go to bed quickly. It's getting late. Han Chi is leaving tomorrow morning and we still need to give him some fresh air."
Han Ji looked grim, but he also lay down with Ai Zhiyin.
He raised his head to look at Ai Zhiyin, who was lying flat with her eyes closed. He gritted his teeth secretly, and after lying sideways to her, he pulled Ai Zhiyin into his arms, turned her over, and let her lie in his arms with her back against him.
Ai Zhiyin was caught off guard. Just as she was about to ask him what he was doing, her back pressed against his chest. He put one hand through her neck and the other hand tightly around her waist.
This kind of tightly fitting, hugging-each-other sleeping position is not their usual sleeping position.
A moment later, Ai Zhiyin suddenly heard a sentence behind her ear:
"You and Han Jue, is there really nothing going on?"
"Uh, yeah."
"I want to discuss something with you," Han Ji said suddenly.
"you say."
"You can stop loving me, but you can't fall in love with someone else," Han Ji raised his jaw and gently bit the back of Ai Zhiyin's neck. His voice was threatening and warning, and the heat from his breath made the skin on the back of Ai Zhiyin's neck burn. "You are my only pride in the Han family."
Ai Zhiyin certainly understood what Han Ji meant. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't love you, nor will I fall in love with anyone else."
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