Jiang Shengjun looked at Su Wanwan with a serious expression and said, "I don't want to promise love or not love to any individual other than myself."
It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm afraid that making a promise will put pressure on Su Wanwan.
Moreover, in his world, love is not just about words; it requires more practical actions to express it.
"oh."
Upon hearing this answer, Su Wanwan was naturally a little disappointed, yet she tried to convince herself to let go, feeling conflicted and awkward.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy with that answer?"
Jiang Shengyun was quite straightforward; when she asked this question, a sweet smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.
Su Wanwan stood with her hands behind her back, looking up at the starry sky. Her stunning face appeared before Jiang Shengjun, and her clear eyes seemed to hold many unspoken thoughts.
She said, "I'm happy, why wouldn't I be happy? I only approached Mr. Jiang for money in the first place, I never needed you to make any promises to me."
Jiang Shengjun reached out and stroked her head, gently rubbing it, and said tenderly, "I know you're not that kind of person, Wanwan. A kind girl who often feeds stray cats cares a lot about emotional needs, and how could a girl who cares about emotional needs possibly value material things so much?"
For a moment, his words struck Su Wanwan's heart.
Suddenly I felt happy.
She covered her mouth and laughed, her earrings swaying with her head, her long eyelashes fluttering, but she still felt as if she didn't deserve Jiang Shengjun's praise. She covered it up with a laugh and even retorted to Jiang Shengjun.
"Who says a kind girl can't be materialistic? Grandma is right, I care about money a lot, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Shengjun smiled, kneeling on the spot just like Su Wanwan, his body straight and proud.
He said, "Materialism is materialism. Anyway, I have plenty of money. It's not a bad thing for me if you care about money."
Su Wanwan remembered what Ah Q had said to him before, and she struggled with Jiang Shengjun to the extreme.
"I heard that Mr. Jiang married me because I'm a gold digger, naive and easily fooled. I don't know if this rumor is true."
Jiang Shengjun frowned slightly, a hint of regret rippled in his eyes. He truly regretted saying those words back then!
but……
At that time, he genuinely didn't know that the female anchor Ah Q was talking about was her.
If he had known it was her, he definitely wouldn't have said those things.
Jiang Shengjun's palms were sweating, but he still followed his heart and explained, "I didn't know which female anchor was you at that time."
Su Wanwan smiled, a sweet smile. She always felt that their meeting was a matter of fate, but upon closer analysis, it did indeed have a hint of a tragic fate.
She continued, "Then let me ask you another question. Mr. Jiang, do you think that business is about intellect rather than romantic marriage? That's why when Grandma suggested that you marry Ouyang Maomao, you refused, thinking that you could solidify your future career on your own?"
Jiang Shengjun asked Su Wanwan expectantly, "Do you believe I can manage on my own?"
Deep down, he desperately wanted to gain Su Wanwan's approval.
Su Wanwan really just wanted to break up with him. She also had her own dreams, so she smiled slightly, shook her head, and said, "I don't really believe it."
She said that on purpose.
This is also to lay the foundation for a series of things to come.
But what he didn't know was that she had indeed ignited Jiang Shengjun's competitive spirit.
Su Wanwan asked again, "You and Maomao have been childhood sweethearts, a match made in heaven. But you believe that consolidating your position in the business world depends not on others, but on yourself. So, I think you've overlooked your true feelings. The reason you married me is not because of love at all."
Jiang Shengjun's face grew even colder after hearing this, and he spoke with a hint of sarcasm: "Ha! Taking things out of context, utterly ridiculous."
Su Wanwan asked incredulously, "Then, Mr. Jiang, what kind of woman do you like?"
Jiang Shengjun remained silent.
Su Wanwan pressed on, "Tell me, tell me!"
That interjection was so cute that it instantly dispelled the anger in Jiang Shengjun's heart. He wanted to say something to vent his anger, but because of that interjection, he smiled and said, "I like you just the way you are."
Su Wanwan laughed herself to death.
What utter nonsense!
Every scumbag in this world says, "I like you the way you are."
It's as if this is a universal formula.
Su Wanwan smiled without saying a word.
Jiang Shengjun caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye and felt a sense of comfort, so he smiled as well.
However, fearing she would be angry, he quickly explained.
"What is liking? I think it's a very specific feeling. It's probably that every time you make me angry, I feel happy and forget my anger when I see you happy or acting cute."
Su Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly: "Hmm?"
Ignoring Su Wanwan's doubts, he continued to be direct: "Wanwan, I fell in love with you at first sight, and the first time I saw you, I felt like I had met you before. I always felt that we made a promise in our past life to be husband and wife in this life."
Su Wanwan reached out and nudged Jiang Shengjun's arm: "You're really something, making love at first sight sound so dreamy and romantic. Isn't love at first sight just about being attracted to my looks?"
"You are truly etched in my heart."
As he said this, the sound of a cello suddenly filled my ears; the deep, magnetic tone blended with the cello's melody, like a romantic song.
Su Wanwan was secretly pleased, and said with a half-smile, "What a lecherous madman."
Jiang Shengyun boldly admitted: "I am indeed a womanizer."
Su Wanwan raised her hand to hit him: "You're hopeless. If you meet someone prettier than me in the future, you'll definitely leave."
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