Chapter 38 I Love You and the Madman
"Is there really no love between you two?"
Lin Tingwan suddenly remembered something and asked her directly.
Jiang Qingying's expression stiffened, but with her strong mental fortitude, she quickly recovered and instead of answering, asked, "Why would you ask that?"
"It's just a feeling." Lin Tingwan acted like a relationship guru, analyzing various issues for her: "Look, it's true that you two are in an arranged marriage. It's already quite good if you can maintain a respectful relationship on the surface, but how can people who are respectful to each other do things like sleeping together?"
"Those who can do that kind of thing in bed are either in love or in desire. But desire also stems from love, and even if it's not love, it's at least liking. You only want to hold hands, hug, kiss, and sleep with someone if you like them."
"In my opinion, one must at least like someone to touch them and be touched by them."
Jiang Qingying listened carefully to her words and pondered for a moment. Of the four things she mentioned about touching, she and Lu Jinyuan had only done the latter two at most.
The light in her eyes dimmed slightly, and she couldn't help but wonder: Does that mean it doesn't even count as liking someone?
Lin Tingwan continued, "What you just said is that you two don't have any common topics besides work, so I'm very curious whether Lu Jinyuan likes you or not."
Jiang Qingying frowned slightly, puzzled by her thinking, and retorted, "Why worry about whether he likes me or not?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingying knew that the question was directed at Lin Tingwan, but it was also an answer to her own question that had just arisen in her heart.
Jiang Qingying is such a decisive person; when she has doubts, she can answer them in the next second. And the core of her answers is always herself, for her own benefit.
Because she is herself first, and then someone else's someone.
She didn't want to get caught up in her own dilemma or even doubt herself because of Lu Jinyuan.
She knew she liked Lu Jinyuan, but whether he liked her back was unimportant and she didn't want to dwell on it. If he wanted to leave, she would feel heartbroken, but she would also maintain her dignity and respect for him.
"Because you like him, of course I'm only concerned about whether he likes you or not." Lin Tingwan couldn't help but get a little excited as she said this.
Jiang Qingying chuckled softly, neither admitting nor denying, and said, "When did I ever say I liked him?"
"No?" Lin Tingwan became suspicious when she saw her serious expression. "Didn't you admit it yourself at our gathering before you got married?"
"Really? I don't remember." Jiang Qingying continued to deceive her.
Lin Tingwan turned to look at Nan Chun, "You were there that day too, didn't you hear?"
Nan Chun looked at Lin Tingwan with a smile in her eyes. She knew perfectly well that Jiang Qingying was fooling Lin Tingwan, so she also said, "I don't remember. I think I was quite drunk that day."
Hearing this, Lin Tingwan became even more suspicious. She seemed to have drunk quite a bit that day, but she still trusted her intuition, so she asked Jiang Qingying, unwilling to give up.
"If Lu Jinyuan said 'I love you' to you today, how would you react?"
Jiang Qingying: "I would probably say three words to him."
Lin Tingwan was full of doubt. She counted on her fingers again and again, like a child who had just learned a math algorithm. "That's not right. 'I love you too' is four words, and 'I don't love you' is also four words."
"Tsk—" Jiang Qingying was in a great mood. "My Wanwan, how can you be so cute?"
Nan Chun was also charmed by Lin Tingwan's cuteness. She took away Lin Tingwan's fingers as she counted and asked directly for her, "So what exactly will you say?"
Jiang Qingying's red lips curved into a beautiful arc, her eyes as black and bright as obsidian reflecting the moonlight on a beach at night, and she said with a mischievous smile, "You're crazy."
Lin Tingwan's smile vanished instantly, replaced by utter disdain for her joke. "What is this?!"
What kind of new combination is "I love you" and "crazy"?
"It's true."
Although Jiang Qingying said those three words with a nonchalant attitude, if Lu Jinyuan really said "I love you" to her, in that situation, her first reaction would definitely be like that.
Her daily interactions with Lu Jinyuan consisted of nothing but work and sex. There were never any tender or sweet moments, nor did they ever exchange sweet words or even the most intimate moments. Instead, they would exchange blush-inducing and embarrassingly crude remarks. Afterward, there was usually no tenderness, because she was usually too tired to stay awake, and when she woke up the next day, he was gone.
They addressed each other very simply by name. They didn't use the kinds of terms of endearment couples use, like "baby," "darling," or "honey." They couldn't bring themselves to say those. "Husband"—she was forced to call him that once on their wedding night, but that was a humiliating experience, anything but sweet!
There was another reason: she might not be able to accept that Lu Jinyuan was the clingy type of man. So she asked Lin Tingwan, "Imagine Lu Jinyuan calling you 'baby' with that icy face, could you accept that?"
"..." Lin Tingwan felt a lump in her throat, and after imagining it, she shook her head very honestly.
"That's it."
Nan Chun suddenly said, "But I think if Lu Jinyuan were willing to say sweet words, he wouldn't still be so indifferent."
Lin Tingwan felt enlightened and quickly gave Nan Chun a thumbs up, saying, "What you said is more constructive."
Jiang Qingying shrugged and chose not to participate in the discussion.
As the party was about to end, there was a commotion at the door, and Lin Tingwan went out to check.
"what happen?"
Several tall and burly bodyguards blocked a woman at the door. When they saw Lin Tingwan come out, they quickly reported, "This young lady was trying to force her way in."
"I want to see Jiang Qingying," said the woman who was being stopped.
Lin Tingwan glanced at her indifferently, feeling that she looked somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place who she was. "What do you want with her?"
The woman's eyes were misty, and her voice trembled slightly: "I have something very important to discuss with her."
"Let her in." The woman's voice was loud, and Jiang Qingying inside the private room heard it clearly.
Hearing this, the bodyguards at the door released the woman. She tidied herself up, let out a heavy sigh as if to encourage herself, and then straightened her back before entering the private room.
Lin Tingwan witnessed the whole thing and instinctively felt that this matter was not simple.
The woman entered the private room, and Nan Chun recognized her immediately: "Zeng Le."
Jiang Qingying looked at Nan Chun, "You know her?"
Nan Chun nodded and whispered in her ear, "She's also an actress. We've worked together briefly before."
Jiang Qingying nodded to indicate that she understood.
Nan Chun scrutinized Zeng Le and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Zeng Le looked at Nan Chun, forced a smile as a greeting, then turned to Jiang Qingying, who was standing aside, and said, "I need to talk to you."
Jiang Qingying didn't know her; they'd never even met. She slightly lifted her eyelids, glanced at the other woman coldly, crossed her arms over her chest, crossed one leg over the other, and swung her high-heeled foot gently, her posture casual and languid: "Speak."
Zeng Le's body trembled, her hands clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and she said through gritted teeth, word by word: "I was pregnant."
Upon hearing this, the two people sitting next to Jiang Qingying simultaneously turned to look at her.
Just a quarter of an hour ago they were discussing her and Lu Jinyuan's marital sex life, and now a pregnant woman has appeared demanding justice.
This is incredible! Absolutely incredible!
Jiang Qingying's face was excessively calm, and her flowing eyes showed not a ripple.
She silently watched Zeng Le, her eyelids lifting and lowering in an instant, her gaze shifting drastically. Her eyes, cold and dark, fixed on Zeng Le. Though it was only a moment, her aura changed so quickly. Her facial features were taut, and her words were mocking: "I can get you pregnant?"
"......"
"Or did I kill your child?"
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