Chapter 40 Chapter 40
She was speechless for a moment. After being asked by Yue Hui, she felt as if she was extremely stupid.
This is obviously an easy and logical question to think of.
But ever since Liang Sinan proposed the idea of getting married, she just kept resisting and never thought of asking the reason.
The reason why she didn't ask was probably because she already had a default answer in her subconscious mind.
Liang Sinan likes her.
She couldn't remember when this unformed idea appeared in the list of pending possibilities in her mind.
Perhaps it was when he was so annoyed by her cluelessness that he was pulling his hair but no longer said a harsh word.
Maybe it was at the airport when he sent her back home, and he hugged her gently for half a second in silence but with restraint.
Perhaps it was because he let her order him around, but just smiled indifferently and had no complaints.
It was hazy and vague, like an intangible mountain fog. When it showed its presence, An Jiyue's first reaction was to suspect that she had not woken up yet.
So she kept rubbing her eyes, hoping to see more clearly when she reopened them, but the white mist dissipated and her vision returned to clarity.
Yue Hui, wearing a bathrobe and a hair towel, walked out of the bathroom. An Jiyue followed her with her head down, her hands crossed awkwardly.
Liang Sinan held a cup of honey grapefruit tea in one hand, frowned and looked at the two of them jokingly.
Yue Hui was about half sober and no longer in his heroic and high-spirited state, but his eyes were still dark and bright.
The person behind her was timid and submissive as if he had done something wrong.
Yue Hui pulled out the usually graceful woman from behind and patted her on the back briefly, as if he was teaching a child to stand up straight.
"The person is right here, ask." She gave the order.
The hem of the emerald green skirt had been ripped by her, leaving ugly marks. An Jiyue felt her throat was dry and she stammered for a long time but couldn't say a word.
Yue Hui almost lost his temper: "With me here, are you still afraid that he will eat you?"
An Jiyue lowered her head, her chin resting on her collarbone, and glanced up at the man opposite her, choosing her words carefully.
"Brother Nan, why do you want to marry me..."
Liang Sinan, who had been waiting for a long time, was much calmer than her. He leaned against the bar and did not answer. Instead, he calmly asked, "Why don't you want to marry me?"
An Jiyue, who couldn't think of a reason in the car, now gave the most honest and direct answer:
"Because I don't like you!"
As soon as the words came out, the air in the entire living room suddenly solidified, the temperature seemed to rise suddenly, and everything around became sticky.
An Jiyue looked up anxiously and explained, "When I said I didn't like him, I didn't mean I hated him. I just didn't like him the way I like my lover."
Sweat broke out on her back. She looked around hesitantly and found that the window in the living room was closed. She quickly pushed open the glass and let the wind blow on her hot forehead.
She quickly prepared herself mentally and turned around tremblingly, only to see Liang Sinan still leaning there, drinking water as if nothing had happened, seemingly thinking about something.
He pondered for a moment, then continued to ask in a gentle and persuasive manner, "Well, besides not liking it, is there anything else?"
"No more, no more." An Jiuyue shook her head like a rattle.
Unexpectedly, Liang Sinan breathed a sigh of relief and showed her a relaxed and kind smile, "That's great, this is the most insignificant factor."
ah?
She stood there stupidly, listening to Liang Sinan telling her everything that had troubled her during this period.
It turned out that Liang's father had left the shares of the Liang Group to them and their mother. He bequeathed a portion directly to Xie Ying to facilitate daily management, and packaged most of it into a trust and left it to Liang Sinan.
Liang's father regarded starting a family and building a career as a necessary part of life, and he even added a stipulation in the trust that Liang Sinan must return with his wife in order to fully inherit the Liang Group.
After returning from City G, he visited many lawyers and studied the trust terms over and over again, but he still couldn't find a way out.
He seemed to really need a wife.
"Then why not her..." An Jiyue pointed angrily at Yue Hui who was sitting on the sofa calmly.
She felt like she'd been tricked. It was clearly a simple favor, something that could be explained in a few words, but Liang Sinan skipped the process and went straight to asking her about the outcome. All her awkward, evasive reactions seemed so self-serving now.
"I'm a naturalized foreigner, and we're not from the same country. It's very troublesome."
Yue Hui answered calmly.
This is the truth. When Anshi expanded its overseas business, it required executors with foreign backgrounds. Yue Hui had already moved out of his native country long ago, so he volunteered to join a small, unknown country. This identity also made it easier to handle tax matters.
Only then did An Jiyue understand everything completely. It turned out that she had known it for a long time, so she remained calm even after hearing it in the car, and even encouraged her to go and ask in person.
An Jiyue suddenly felt ashamed, gritted her teeth, and her breath trembled.
"Brother Nan, a man of destiny like you, finding someone to marry shouldn't be easy. I can't afford such a task."
Her emerald green skirt fluttered as she rushed into her bedroom. The door slammed shut, and an infuriating word burst out from the inner room:
"Depend on!"
Yue Hui and Liang Sinan looked at each other. Liang Sinan's arm, which was about to extend the cup, froze in mid-air.
"It's been a long time since I heard her swear..." Liang Sinan sighed softly with nostalgia.
"You really pissed her off."
Yue Hui raised an eyebrow as she took the glass. The water was already lukewarm, but she still drank most of it in one gulp. Finally, she took a piece of paper and wiped her lips, then casually glanced at the man who was smiling softly with his brows lowered.
"There are so many women in the world, but you chose to marry her." Yue Hui put down his water cup, stood up and walked back to his bedroom, muttering to himself, "I wonder how much selfishness you have hidden?"
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The sky was gloomy, dark clouds turned into rain, and large patches of fog swallowed up the lazy and pleasant afternoon sunshine.
The unpredictable mid-spring in P City always plays tricks on people.
Huayi Building stands beside Beishan Avenue, solemnly looking down at every pedestrian and vehicle passing by.
Under the gloomy sky, every brightly lit window here is eye-catching, taking on the mission of the street lights in advance.
The conference room was silent, with only the faint sound of the air conditioner fan and the noisy background sound of raindrops.
An Jiyue sat on Director Zhang's left, her expression as solemn as everyone else present.
"If you leave the group early, you will be required to pay the maximum amount for PR fees and liquidated damages." The executive director could not suppress his indignation.
Another cold female voice, tinged with impatience, retorted, "That's not a problem. But even if we demand the highest compensation, it won't make up for the losses from attracting investors. Once this news gets out, at least 25% of sponsors will withdraw their investment."
After Song Yi finished speaking, he clicked his finger and switched the screen to the detailed list of sponsors, on which the financial backers behind each guest were circled.
Her expression was calm, but her heart was burning with anxiety.
Song Yiyi happened to be sitting diagonally opposite An Jiuyue, and An Jiuyue could see her helpless fingertips clearly.
Editor Tang frowned. "Would it be feasible to arrange for him and Zhu Ling to successfully get together, record all the scenes in advance, and then edit them into each episode?"
It's a good idea. But Director Zhang raised his hand, rubbed his brow, and shook his head.
"The result of Company Z insisting on arranging for Lu Ye to leave alone."
Tang Bian was furious. He slammed the table and jumped up. "Are you kidding me?! This is a dating show! He's not in a relationship. Is he just here to establish his persona?"
Director Zhang was extremely tired and didn't have time to persuade him any further. He just nodded and said, "Yes."
An Jiuyue, who had been silent the whole time, opened her eyes wide and was also stunned by Director Zhang's straightforward affirmative answer.
"We didn't say it so bluntly before. We just subtly hinted that we were focusing on image building and letting our emotional development take its course. But when I asked to leave the group early today, Company Z was very adamant about leaving alone."
Director Zhang cast an expectant gaze at the young girl beside him, "Xiao An, you two are old classmates, do you think it's possible to communicate again?"
An Jiyue looked embarrassed and her eyes flickered. She had not said a word since she heard the news. She just wanted to avoid this incident and was afraid of being implicated in anything again.
If they are unable to do anything, they will be accused of not caring about the program; if they succeed in persuading them, it proves that they are still very close.
She moved her cherry-colored lips, not trying to hide her embarrassment. "Director Zhang, you know the rumors about me and male guest number 3... I'm not in a good position to be in public anymore. Why not let Team Leader Song go? They're classmates."
Song Yi looked up indifferently. There was no malice in her face, but rather a hint of encouragement.
She brushed her hair and said coldly, "No need. I'm not familiar with him. He usually doesn't even reply to my messages."
An Jiyue looked at the fleeting disappointment in her eyes, and a dry pity rose in her heart.
I looked down at my phone and saw that after a week, there was another row of messages in a chat box.
Mu suddenly felt a sense of guilt under Song Yi's lifeless gaze.
It's like occupying some resources that you don't need, but preventing those who really need them from enjoying them.
After staying at the airport for an hour, Lu Ye finally received a notice that the flight could take off normally.
He was now in a capital city in the west. The view of the airport in the suburbs was vast and open, and the setting sun was slowly falling over the mountains.
He was wearing a casual shirt today, with wide sleeves hanging down to his waist in a gaudy manner. The velvety black fabric was embroidered with a few simple dark green silk threads, which made his inherent coldness seem more casual.
Lu Ye copied the flight number and sent it to the silent chat box, preparing to turn on flight mode.
The screen is filled with neat green bottom, and suddenly a glaring beige color jumps out.
His calm emotions suddenly surged up without warning, so much so that he couldn't see clearly what the content was at first glance.
【Jiyue: Why did you quit the show midway? 】
Soon another one came:
【Jiyue: Why didn't you reply to Song Yiyi's message? 】
He didn't understand the first sentence, but the second question was easy to answer.
Within a few seconds, An Jiyue received a long screenshot of a message prompt with a red dot that exploded into "...". The visible area was filled with work messages, and the right side was all red.
The only thing that was clean was a worthless chat box that was pinned to the top, without a single unread message.
Her portrait with a beautiful smile hung there, like a queen looking down on everything.
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