Chapter 82 Monday
The remote control in Su Jiaojiao's hand fell to the carpet with a "thud." She froze in the beanbag chair, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes wide with disbelief.
shared?
These three words exploded in her mind like a thunderclap.
She was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time.
She never imagined that these four men, with their outrageously possessive nature—Lu Jinyuan's domineering possessiveness, Jiang Yi's gentle restraint, Gu Yanchen's deep and obsessive affection, and Lin Xingche's youthful and impetuous competition—would willingly reach such an agreement.
This was more outrageous than any melodramatic novel she had ever read.
Su Jiaojiao's fingertips trembled slightly, yet a strange warmth welled up inside her. She lowered her eyes, looking at the scattered popcorn crumbs on the carpet. At the time, she had scoffed, thinking the system was talking nonsense.
In retrospect, it seems she had a narrow perspective.
These four men, in order to stay by her side, actually managed to put aside their confrontation and hostility and concoct such an absurd yet sweet promise.
Su Jiaojiao raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the four men in front of her.
Lu Jinyuan maintained his aloof and cold demeanor, but a barely perceptible tension lurked in his deep black eyes. His fingers unconsciously rubbed the buttons on his suit cuffs, a small gesture he only made when he was extremely concerned.
Jiang Yi adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and the gentle warmth in his eyes behind the lenses vanished, replaced by deep anxiety. He even subconsciously pursed his lips, as if awaiting her verdict.
Gu Yanchen stood to the side, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles white. His usually gentle features were now filled with unease, his eyes fixed on her, as if afraid to hear a single "no" from her.
Even the most unruly Lin Xingche had toned down his usual arrogance. He lowered his head, his fingers picking at his trouser seams, his ear tips turning red, looking like a primary school student waiting for a teacher's scolding.
Seeing them like this, Su Jiaojiao's shock gradually faded, replaced by an indescribable tenderness.
She had never actually disliked them.
Lu Jinyuan's domineering nature hides his extreme tenderness. He will silently wait downstairs when she stays up all night to do live streaming, and he will clear away all obstacles for her when she is wronged. Jiang Yi's gentleness is filled with meticulous care. He will help her handle all the trivial matters of the live streaming, cook for her, and remember all her preferences.
Gu Yanchen's affection is full of tolerance; he'll watch her favorite melodramatic dramas with her and draw countless portraits of her, each stroke brimming with love. Even Lin Xingche's youthful spirit carries a sincere heart; he'll be the first to stand up for her when she's being gossiped about and will foolishly give her a bunch of little trinkets she likes.
She liked them; she liked their domineering nature, their gentleness, their deep affection, and their stubbornness.
Su Jiaojiao curved her lips into a smile, her previously tense face instantly blossoming into a sweet smile, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, making the hearts of the four men skip a beat.
She slowly stood up, and seeing the undisguised love in their eyes, Su Jiaojiao's heart melted completely. She tiptoed and kissed each of them on the cheek, her voice clear and sweet:
"Okay, it's settled then."
One sentence seemed to reassure the four men.
The atmosphere in the living room instantly became warm and lively. The tension and anxiety from before vanished without a trace, leaving only sweetness and doting affection.
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And so, on Monday, Su Jiaojiao was awakened by the rich aroma of coffee.
She opened her eyes and saw Lu Jinyuan leaning against the headboard, holding a financial newspaper. Sunlight streamed through the French windows, illuminating his tall and handsome figure, making him so strikingly handsome that it was impossible to look away.
"Awake?" Lu Jinyuan put down the newspaper and reached out to ruffle her hair.
Breakfast is downstairs; it's your favorite strawberry pancakes and latte.
Su Jiaojiao nestled in his arms and rubbed against him lazily.
"Mr. Lu, aren't you going to the company today?"
Lu Jinyuan lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, his tone both domineering and tender:
"I told you, Monday is your day. Forget about work."
After breakfast, Lu Jinyuan took Su Jiaojiao to the horse farm.
He led a pure white horse to her, bent down and lifted her onto its back, then mounted himself, sitting behind her, his arms around her waist, and they strolled slowly across the grass.
A breeze brushed past her ears, carrying the scent of fresh grass. Su Jiaojiao nestled in Lu Jinyuan's arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, and felt a profound sense of peace and tranquility.
"Do you like it?" Lu Jinyuan lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
Su Jiaojiao nodded, her voice soft and sweet: "I like it."
Lu Jinyuan chuckled, tightening his grip on her arm, his voice filled with possessiveness:
"If you like it, that's good. From now on, I'll spend every Monday with you."
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