Chapter 65 Taking her home
Jiang Ranxing certainly didn't have an answer to this question.
She could only shake her head, unable to give an answer.
Ji Shiheng didn't dwell on it; he didn't necessarily need an answer.
"I was just curious, Miss Jiang, you don't need to take it seriously, it doesn't matter."
Ji Shiheng looked around the private room and saw that the table was full of leftover food, indicating that Jiang Ranxing had already eaten.
Ji Shiheng wanted to ask Jiang Ranxing to have a couple of drinks, but then he realized she couldn't drink, which would be troublesome.
"What reason should I give you to spend time with me, Miss Jiang?" Ji Shiheng asked bluntly.
She had just eaten and couldn't drink alcohol, so he couldn't think of anything else Jiang Ranxing could like, and decided to just ask her directly.
Jiang Ranxing looked at him, puzzled: "Why does President Ji want to spend time with me?"
Ji Shiheng said, "No reason why. Why so many reasons? I just said it after I thought about it."
Ji Shiheng looked relaxed and indifferent.
Jiang Ranxing could also see something: Ji Shiheng was probably a very capricious person, which was a common problem among wealthy people.
After all, once a person has money, they can solve 80% or 90% of their troubles.
Moreover, satisfying one's own desires is simply too easy.
Therefore, it will inevitably create a personality that wants everything to be readily available, and has the means to do whatever one pleases.
Jiang Ranxing could tell from the banquet that one second he could help her out of a predicament, and the next second he could make things difficult for her, and no one could say anything about it. This was truly his capricious style.
In contrast, Fu Shenyuan, who also comes from a wealthy family, is not like that; he is always calm, composed, and unhurried.
Jiang Ranxing shook her head, still unable to help but make comparisons, and still subconsciously thinking of Fu Shenyuan.
Thoughts cannot be controlled by humans.
But she just happened to like Fu Shenyuan's personality.
Is this really fate?
In life, people often develop a particular type of liking, and they can't even explain why.
There's only one instinctive reason: I like it.
She wished she didn't like Fu Shenyuan's type of person so much, so she wouldn't be in so much pain.
Jiang Ranxing smiled at him, deliberately keeping his distance to maintain politeness.
"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Ji. I am honored. If I can work with you in the future, I hope we can create great works together."
Ji Shiheng sensed Jiang Ranxing's aloofness, and he found this woman quite interesting.
“Alright, we can talk about it later,” Ji Shiheng said, without leaving the private room. “Does this mean Miss Jiang has agreed to take up a position at my company?”
Jiang Ranxing nodded: "I've been considering it. Lingsu is a great platform, and I hope to develop a better future with Lingsu."
No sooner had Jiang Ranxing finished speaking than Mia's boyfriend, Su Rong, rushed over.
Su Rong took Mia and held her in his arms. Mia was completely drunk, which made Su Rong both amused and exasperated.
Su Rong and Jiang Ranxing thanked him.
"I'd like to trouble you to take care of Ya Ya for me, Sister Ranxing. How are you getting back, Sister? I'll drive you there."
Jiang Ranxing waved his hand and said, "No need, you take Mia home first and make her some hangover soup. I live not far from here, so I can take a walk back after dinner."
"Okay, sis, then you be careful too. I'll take Ya Ya back first."
"Yes, go back quickly."
Su Rong helped Mia walk away.
Jiang Ranxing breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take her handbag and leave, but saw that Ji Shiheng was still sitting on the chair to the side without moving.
Jiang Ranxing coughed lightly: "Yes, is President Ji here for a business dinner?"
She pointed to her wrist, signaling him not to miss the time, so she could leave smoothly.
But Ji Shiheng did not follow her wishes and did not make any move.
Ji Shiheng said indifferently, "I don't want to deal with those people right now. I just want to be with Miss Jiang."
Seeing that Jiang Ranxing was about to leave, Ji Shiheng said, "It's so dark, it's not safe. I'll take Miss Jiang home."
Without waiting for Jiang Ranxing's reply, he got up and walked out of the private room, picking up the phone at the same time.
"You can go back first. Leave the car keys with you. I'll drive myself."
Ji Shiheng was on the phone with his driver.
Jiang Ranxing was speechless and helpless. She hadn't planned to travel with Ji Shiheng, but this man was too capricious, doing whatever he said he would do.
She couldn't very well embarrass him like that, since if Ji Shiheng became her boss, it would be awkward to refuse him directly later.
It's just on my way anyway, and giving someone a ride isn't a big deal.
Jiang Ranxing lifted his foot and followed him outside.
"Where do you live?" Ji Shiheng asked Jiang Ranxing as he started the car and drove out of the hotel parking lot.
No. 68 Binhai Road.
Ji Shiheng smiled slightly: "Then it really isn't far from here."
Jiang Ranxing said somewhat awkwardly, "How about I take a taxi back myself, President Ji?"
Ji Shiheng didn't seem to mind: "It's fine, I'm free anyway, I'll take you."
Actually, the hotel is in the north of the city, while Jiang Ranxing's place is in the south of the city, and the journey takes about forty minutes.
However, it was almost nighttime, and there were fewer cars on the road than during the day or rush hour. Ji Shiheng went straight onto the ring road expressway, and the journey was smooth and unobstructed, and he drove very fast.
The high speed of the car, combined with the cool night breeze, helped to dispel Jiang Ranxing's emotions quite a bit; she even found herself somewhat enjoying the almost wild speed.
Ji Shiheng caught a glimpse of Jiang Ranxing's faint smile out of the corner of his eye.
He said, "The women who have ridden in my car are all afraid of how fast I drive, but you are the only one who isn't afraid."
Just as he had imagined, this woman was completely different from her outward gentleness.
It was this extreme contrast that piqued his interest in Jiang Ranxing.
Jiang Ranxing stretched his hand out into the wind, feeling the cool breeze slipping through his fingers, which was surprisingly comforting.
“If President Ji isn’t afraid when we sit together, why should I be afraid?”
Jiang Ranxing smiled, propped his elbow against the window, leaned his head against it, and closed his eyes to enjoy the evening breeze.
Ji Shiheng looked at her, gripping the steering wheel with one hand, and then asked her, "Why did you marry Shen Yuan? He doesn't love you either."
Jiang Ranxing found his question a bit strange, but she no longer hesitated to talk about her marriage with Fu Shenyuan.
I couldn't accept that they had no feelings for each other before, but now I can accept it calmly.
Time and experience are the best medicine to heal everything; this saying is indeed true.
"Because I love him, I want to marry him." Jiang Ranxing was extremely honest, and then gave a slight bitter smile.
"Does Mr. Ji think that I'm demeaning myself by marrying someone who doesn't love me?"
Jiang Ranxing could anticipate the typical reaction after she said that.
After hearing this, everyone would probably think that she was belittling herself. What's the point of loving a man if he doesn't love you? Isn't that just demeaning yourself?
But Ji Shiheng did not say that.
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