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Lin Tingyue's tears fell like pearls from a broken string. She almost knelt before him, pleading, "Zhiming, I beg you, have I not told you how much I love you? I've never loved another man like I love you. Do you know that if I lose you, I will die? You can't leave me—"
Jiang Zhiming was stunned. He looked at Lin Tingyue's tearful face and was shocked beyond words. He knew that Lin Tingyue liked him, but he never thought that she would love him to such a deep degree.
I was somewhat moved.
but--
Shock or emotion, these past two years with Lin Tingyue had left him utterly disappointed and weary. He discovered that Lin Tingyue was not a simple girl; on the contrary, she was incredibly cunning. Sometimes, witnessing her malicious schemes, he felt as if he were living with a female demon. Furthermore, after several months of internship at the bottom of the Lin Group, he had a vague understanding that Lin Tingyue, aside from the empty title of the eldest daughter of the Lin family, actually possessed nothing. His hopes of marrying her and securing a bright future were likely to be dashed. Thirdly, he discovered that the Lin family was extremely complex. Lin Tingfeng and Lin Tingyue's mother were mortal enemies, and both were incredibly difficult to deal with and impossible to trust. He realized that if he chose sides, he would die quickly; if he didn't, he would die sooner or later anyway. Therefore, the only solution was to break up with Lin Tingyue before things settled down, free himself from everything related to the Lin family, and gain his freedom.
Lin Tingyue deceived him. At first, he thought she was an innocent, romantic, young, ignorant, delicate, and gentle rich girl. Later, he discovered that she was actually shallow, vain, and scheming. This was the first time she deceived him. Later, he discovered that her wealth was also fake. The Lin family's money was all in Lin Tingfeng's hands, and Lin Tingyue had nothing. So, she deceived him a second time.
Therefore, he had no reason to feel guilty about leaving her.
Faced with Lin Tingyue, who was crying uncontrollably, Jiang Zhiming composed himself and said calmly to Lin Tingyue, "Tingyue, don't say sorry. You did nothing wrong. I was the one who was wrong. My breakup with you has nothing to do with Ye Wenyu. I just don't love you. I realized that we are from two different worlds, and being together will only bring pain."
Lin Tingyue couldn't understand Jiang Zhiming's words, so she immediately clasped her hands to her chest and said to Jiang Zhiming, "No, I feel very happy with you, I'm not in pain at all." Her sincere expression was almost like she was praying to God.
"But I'm in so much pain," Jiang Zhiming told the truth, his eyes devoid of any light.
When someone loves another person, they should never look at them with such a listless gaze.
Lin Tingyue then realized that everything he said was true.
Jiang Zhiming nodded to her, released her hand from his clothes, and said, "Goodbye, take care." Then he reached out, pushed aside Lin Tingyue who was blocking his way, dragged his suitcase, and strode out.
Meeting Ye Wenyu was merely a catalyst for his breakup with Lin Tingyue. He had always wanted to break up, but Lin Tingyue's outburst today gave him the courage to face it. Therefore, he was very grateful for her dramatic outburst today.
Alright, Jiang Zhiming breathed a long sigh of relief as he entered the elevator, a smile even appearing on his face. From now on, he was free. Although his future was uncertain, freedom was more important than anything else.
Lin Tingyue was left alone in the room, as quiet as a morgue, a place where love had died. Jiang Zhiming was gone, and everything seemed cold and desolate. At first, she squatted there blankly, like a little orphan who had lost both parents, unable to move for a long time, unable to accept the cruel fact that Jiang Zhiming had left her.
Later, as time passed, she finally came to her senses, and at the same time, pain returned to her along with reason.
That feeling, accompanied by immense humiliation, was as if someone was slowly torturing her with a knife.
She suddenly cupped her head in her hands, slid slowly down the wall to the ground, and then burst into tears.
The cries were hysterical, like a flash flood, permeated with pain and blood.
Jiang Zhiming was the only man she deeply loved who took the initiative to break up with her; he was the only man in the world who dared to abandon her.
So resolute, so ruthless.
She hated Ye Wenyu to the extreme.
Lin Tingyue thought painfully that although she was young, beautiful and rich, Jiang Zhiming saw through the emptiness of her soul, her superficiality, her materialism, her vanity, as well as her malice and scheming, so he didn't want her.
He was so poor, but he still didn't want her!
The immense sense of humiliation struck Lin Tingyue like a series of heavy blows, making her vision blur.
The room was dimly lit, and clothes were scattered haphazardly on the floor. She sat on the floor like a wounded little animal, hugging her knees and crying loudly.
The house was cold and quiet, as quiet as a tomb. Her heart-wrenching cries echoed through the four walls. It was as if Lin Tingyue wasn't the only one crying in the room; there were five, ten, ten heartbroken girls crying.
She originally thought she would marry the person she loved most and hold a wedding ceremony as scheduled after he graduated from university. She originally thought that with her mother's help, she would take back everything that originally belonged to her in the Lin family. Then, although she was not well-educated and not very bright, she had a highly educated and intelligent husband, and her life would be peaceful, joyful, and smooth sailing.
Now, her and her mother's revenge plan has just begun, but her highly educated and intelligent fiancé, disappointed in her, has fallen for someone else and left her.
Everything collapsed as if it had been hit by an earthquake and tsunami, leaving her all alone amidst the broken wells and ruins.
The road ahead was now hers alone.
Alone and solitary, like walking alone in the desert.
Who is she fighting for? When her older brother bullies her, in whose arms can she cry her heart out? Although she is her mother's only daughter, there is no affection between them; their relationship is like that of strangers.
When she was little, her mother left her in China and went abroad alone. She left in the middle of the night while her mother was sleeping. She didn't say goodbye. She only knew that when she woke up the next day, she couldn't find her mother. The maid told her that her mother had gone abroad and might not come back, or it might be a very long time before she returned. She was only six years old that year.
The childhood trauma of being abandoned by her mother and left alone was like a branding iron, leaving an indelible mark on her heart that she could never forget.
More than a decade has passed, and she has grown up.
Now that she's back in China, her mother won't contact her unless there's something important. Even if there is, and she goes, the two of them act like guests, neither of them feeling comfortable or used to each other.
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