During those ten months, Tang Qianrong had never seen this woman like this.
With a pair of Bambi-like eyes open, he looked at himself stubbornly and innocently, without any hatred or pain, such a clear sight.
At that moment, he felt that it was worth all the lies and planning he had been doing for so long just to have such a woman.
Tang Qianrong did not answer.
An Jingxing looked into his eyes, and his eyes became a little firmer.
"Mr. Tang, you must have heard the story of Cinderella. Maybe many people believe in this story and hope that one day such a story will become a reality. But I have never believed in it, and I don't want to be a Cinderella. If
If you think that by holding me up like this, I will be completely grateful to you, then you are wrong. The more precious something is, I don’t want to own it. Because the more precious it is to me, the more painful it will be when it is lost.
I don’t know if you have ever felt this way, but I have.”
An Jingxing's voice was still hoarse after crying, which made Tang Qianrong's heart itch, but I had never heard her last sentence before.
Lei Aotian's face flashed in his mind, and his voice sank, "You like that cripple so much, and you still can't forget him even after he ran away with someone else?"
Tang Qianrong, who had been silent all this time, spoke with such explosive words.
An Jingxing wasn't angry at all, he just looked at him calmly, his eyes as calm as water.
"Yes, I spent twenty years loving a man, but in the end I lost him. Do you know how painful it is, Mr. Tang? Maybe you have also loved a woman, but a man's love is still different from a woman's love.
Because I’ve been hurt once, so I don’t want to give myself a chance to be hurt again. If possible, I don’t want to love a man like I did before in my life. I’m scared.”
Listening to An Jingxing talking about Lei Aotian in such a profound and painful tone.
Tang Qianrong frowned. He didn't know how to describe his feelings, and he didn't know if he really didn't leave any traces in her heart during those ten months.
That feeling made him a little uncomfortable, but he would never say it out loud.
It took An Jingxing a lot of courage to say these words. She was not a fool, and she naturally felt that this man's attitude towards her was becoming more and more obvious in the past few days.
She didn't know if it was good to continue like this, so she simply made it clear to him that she didn't want him to fall in love with her, and she didn't want to get entangled in this deal.
The best relationship between them is a relationship with sex but no love.
She hopes he understands.
"So what?" He stared at her coldly, and his sudden retort sounded a bit arrogant.
An Jingxing was stunned. She didn't expect such words. His answer was only four words, so what?
"Mr. Tang...I..."
"Things between us cannot be decided by you alone. Whatever you want to do, just stick to your idea, and I will stick to mine. An Jingxing, if you really have the confidence not to be tempted by me, why bother?"
What are you saying to me??"
Tang Qianrong's voice was somewhat arrogant, ruthlessly piercing the last layer of cellophane in her heart.
Yes, she was indeed not sure whether she would be attracted to him, so she decided to take the initiative by saying something like this first.
