Jiang Tian's resistance to him was too obvious for Han Shuangxi to ignore.
He remembered that when Jiang Tian first came, their relationship wasn't so strained yet, and Jiang Tian would occasionally give him a slight smile.
As time went by, the two grew increasingly distant, and Han Shuangxi finally couldn't take it anymore.
Jiang Tian bit her lip and looked at him: "I'm scared by your eyes."
After a moment of stunned silence, Han Shuangxi suddenly understood the unspoken meaning in Jiang Tian's words.
How can a man who likes another woman not have sexual expectations of her?
Even he didn't know when it started, but he would occasionally dream about Jiang Tian.
In his dream, she was wearing the clothes she had worn that day, and he took them off for her piece by piece.
He saw Jiang Tian relax and smile at him, wrap her snow-white, smooth arms around his neck, her ink-black hair cascading over the bed, and she lean in to kiss him.
She was like a fairy, seducing him.
Han Shuangxi had this dream for a long time, but he never told anyone about it.
However, the more unattainable he was, the more the emotions surging within him made it impossible for him to break free.
His feelings for Jiang Tian grew stronger with each passing day, and his longing for her intensified with each passing day.
Han Shuangxi looked at her: "I thought I hid it well..."
In reality, how could it possibly be hidden?
The more he suppressed his emotions, the more intense his gaze became. He frightened Jiang Tian, causing her to involuntarily back away from him.
Han Shuangxi was slightly flustered, and he couldn't help but apologize to Jiang Tian: "I'm sorry, I didn't know I scared you, I'm so sorry..."
Jiang Tian shook her head, took a deep breath, and said to him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I have to refuse you. I don't want to marry you. I don't like you..."
Han Shuangxi's face was slightly pale.
"But Qiaoqiao is my good friend, and I want to be with her. If, if possible, perhaps you're only interested in my body, how about we go back to how we were before tonight... tomorrow?"
Jiang Tian was seriously discussing the plan with him.
But Han Shuangxi felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart.
He stared intently at Jiang Tian, whose gaze was so clear and innocent. She seemed to genuinely believe that one night would be enough for him to let go of what was on his mind.
After a long pause, Han Shuangxi suddenly shook her head: "No."
"But you..."
Jiang Tian looked puzzled.
He clearly wanted her very much.
Han Shuangxi's voice softened again: "I know that in many men's hearts, pursuing a woman is all about this. There are even many who believe that the physical and the psychological can be completely separated, that they can go out and indulge themselves, and then go home and continue to be a good husband."
In this social environment, many people around Han Shuangxi regard having several women as a symbol of wealth.
It seems that monogamy is nonexistent among the wealthy.
But Han Shuangxi is not that kind of person, and he cannot be that kind of person.
He looked at Jiang Tian, a gentle ripple in his eyes: "Perhaps in your eyes, I am that kind of person too. But I am not."
"Perhaps in my position, I could extend an olive branch to many women, and as long as it's consensual, indulging in passion wouldn't be a problem."
"But not with you."
"I can't do that, and I'm not capable of doing it."
He dreamed of a love that would last forever, a love that would last until they grew old together.
Jiang Tian's expression was complicated. She stood there, her eyes filled with many emotions, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
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