Chapter 31 You must love me with all your heart. 9/25.23.……
Seeing Kwon Ji-yong's furrowed brows and troubled expression, An Rufeng was puzzled.
Could it be that he has a strange quirk of not being friends with people who pursue platonic love?
An Rufeng almost laughed at her own unreliable idea.
She quickly shook off the random thoughts in her mind, met Kwon Ji-yong's gaze which was fixed on her, and shook her head: "Of course I'm not pursuing a Platonic love, it's just that I happened to meet someone who wants to have a spiritual relationship."
Although when she looks for a life partner, she doesn't prioritize attraction but rather compatibility and mutual support, valuing the spiritual and emotional connection more, she doesn't pursue platonic love.
Kwon Ji-yong breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't true; he was terrified. He wasn't a person without desires.
However, while feeling relieved, Kwon Ji-yong also began to feel jealous of Alexander.
Do you like him that much? If Alexander wants a spiritual relationship, then have a spiritual relationship with him.
and……
A barely perceptible look of displeasure flashed across his face, and he frowned for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.
Kwon Ji-yong asked An Ru-feng in a hoarse voice, "He wants to have a spiritual relationship with you, but he's with other people... don't you mind?"
Anru Feng leisurely took a sip of juice and said unhurriedly, "I understand and get along with him as a life partner."
He is the closest person to me in this world. We get along well. He knows that no matter how bad I am, he will forgive me. He will always stand firmly and unconditionally on my side. My top priority is me.
I don't care if he has physical relationships with other people. He's like family to me, tolerant and supportive. He's the kind of person who makes me feel at ease knowing he's there, even if we're far apart.
Kwon Ji-yong's heart sank. Life partner? Family? Did she and Alexander get to know each other with marriage in mind?
His lips gradually tightened, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.
Kwon Ji-yong gazed intently at An Yeo-feng and gently asked her, "Why don't you consider someone who is compatible both spiritually and physically? Will you marry him in the future? An open marriage?"
After speaking, Kwon Ji-yong lowered his head to hide the expression in his eyes, no longer looking directly at An Ru-feng, but only at the ring on his hand, which he twirled.
Anru Feng shrugged: "We just haven't found it yet."
Then Anjou added, “I can’t marry Alexander,” she raised her eyebrows and lifted her chin, “I’ve already ended our relationship.”
Kwon Ji-yong froze instantly as he twirled the ring in his hand. He looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock and surprise. He had never imagined hearing such news; it was completely unexpected.
He opened his mouth, but his mind went blank, and he didn't know what to say.
After a moment, Kwon Ji-yong felt a surge of joy and happiness.
Alexander was out of the game before he even did anything?
Kwon Ji-yong scrutinized An Yeo-feng's face; her expression was calm, revealing no sign of injury or distress.
"If you're sad, you can lean on my shoulder," Kwon Ji-yong comforted her.
There must be something about the other person that she finds very attractive, which is why she would treat them like a life partner and date them so seriously. She must be heartbroken if it ends now.
Although he had originally decided to ruin their relationship, it didn't stop him from not wanting to hurt her.
“No need. Alexander and I parted amicably and are still friends,” Anru Feng said with a smile.
She enters relationships relatively quickly, but because she considers them as life partners, she takes a lot into account, and they usually end quickly as well.
She didn't start the relationship because she liked him, so why would she be sad?
Seeing that she was indeed not sad, Kwon Ji-yong said no more.
"Why did it suddenly end?" Kwon Ji-yong asked in a seemingly normal tone.
He needs to figure out why, so as to avoid repeating the same mistake.
“He values his work more than me, and I don’t allow others to disregard me.” An Rufeng felt that perhaps her mother was right; she was not suited to be a painter.
When she was with Alexander, they argued more about their different viewpoints than about discussing common topics. Neither of them would give in, and she was exhausted.
Kwon Ji-yong understood; he had silently memorized An Joo-feng's criteria for finding a life partner.
"Does Ru Feng easily like people who value her?" Quan Zhilong smiled.
An Rufeng smiled and nodded.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, she laughed out loud: "By the way, didn't you say you wouldn't date your fans? Why don't you want to date your fans? I think if I were a celebrity, I would definitely date my fans."
"What? Why?" Kwon Ji-yong blurted out.
"Fans' love is wholehearted. How wonderful it would be to be in a relationship with fans, to give them my all!"
Kwon Ji-yong paused for a moment, then smiled and raised his eyebrows at her: "Are you my fan now?"
An Rufeng was taken aback by his sudden question. Although she was a little confused, she still answered, "I've been your fan for a long time." She glanced at him, nodded, and added, "From the first time I saw you at your concert."
He raised an eyebrow, a smile curving his eyes: "Ru Feng, do you love me wholeheartedly?"
An Rufeng then understood what he meant. Some fans really wouldn't know. She was about to add that most fans loved him when Kwon Ji-yong spoke up again.
Seeing An Rufeng's somewhat speechless expression, Quan Zhilong's eyes lit up with a smile, and he said, "It seems you're not a qualified fan. You need to be a qualified fan and love me wholeheartedly."
“How can you directly ask your fans for this? That’s like forcing a sale.” An Rufeng smiled. “You have to attract me with your charm before I can love you wholeheartedly.”
“I will. But you also need to be mindful of my charm and not get distracted. Become my good fan as soon as possible.” Kwon Ji-ryong’s eyes narrowed as he looked at An Yeo-feng, his voice gentle.
"That depends on your performance," An Rufeng said with a smile.
“Wei?” Kwon Ji-yong’s eyes widened, his lips pursed as he looked somewhat aggrieved. He stared at An Ru-feng with pleading eyes, “I’m already your biggest fan, how could you do this? No way, you have to become my qualified fan as soon as possible.”
“I’m not a celebrity, why are you becoming my fan?” An Rufeng found his shamelessness amusing. “There’s no need for reciprocity.”
Kwon Ji-yong's eyes were full of laughter, his gaze unreadable, as he said casually, "Ah! You're so charming, I've become your biggest fan without even realizing it. There's no way I can stop being a fan!"
An Rufeng's bright eyes curved slightly: "I won't be like you, getting shy every time I'm praised," she raised an eyebrow and smiled, "You should become my fan."
Kwon Ji-yong, teased by An Ru-feng, couldn't help but press his finger to his lips, smiled shyly, and then said, "Yes! I'll always be a fan of yours."
After saying that, he urged her to state her opinion: "What about you?"
An Rufeng was defeated by his persistence and couldn't help but laugh. With a smile, she replied, "Since you're so sincere, then just wait a bit. I'll become your qualified fan as soon as possible."
“I’ll wait,” Kwon Ji-yong said, satisfied. After a pause, he put on a serious face and said to An Ru-feng, “I think what you said makes a lot of sense.”
"Huh?" An Rufeng was puzzled by his nonsensical words.
"I take back what I said about not dating fans," Kwon Ji-yong said with a smile.
Anru Fengming realized that they were jumping back to the previous topic.
Anru Feng nodded, agreeing with Quan Zhilong: "Go and try it with the fans."
He rested his chin on his hand, a subtle smile playing on his lips: "Someday."
“Someday? It’s as far off as the polite promise of having dinner together again.” An Rufeng couldn’t help but complain when she heard this, but she also understood him and laughed, “You artists are too busy to talk.”
Kwon Ji-yong shook his head slightly: "I'm waiting, waiting for the right time," he stared intently at An Joo-bong, "hopefully it will be soon."
wait?
Waiting for the right time?
Anru Feng's clear eyes flickered slightly.
Is he implying something?
Looking into his smiling eyes, An Rufeng's thoughts vanished in an instant, and she quickly stopped thinking about it.
She knew her friend's speaking style; he had started saying things that could be misunderstood again.
She tilted her head to look at him, her eyes sparkling, and smiled as she wished him well, saying, "May you wait for me soon."
"Did you truly wish me well?"
Anru Feng nodded seriously.
"If I receive your sincere blessing, it will surely come true."
"I'm not a god."
Kwon Ji-yong shook his head: "To me, you are a god."
He looked up into Anrufeng's eyes and said, "And I pray only for you."
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