Ideal place

The five fingers under the dining table clenched into fists, and the emotion in Shang Zheyu's eyes changed obviously. He glanced at the screen again, a little worried about Wen Ran's state.

Jian Xize was unaware of this, and continued: "I have always had warmth in my heart, but my parents' orders cannot be disobeyed, and marriages in the business world are perfectly normal, but since I have the opportunity to return to China, I naturally want to eliminate the regrets left over from the past. "

Shang Zheyu bit his tongue and asked, "President Jian, do you love your wife?"

"There are many forms of love." Jian Xize said slowly, "People like us are willing to expend energy to maintain a decent appearance, which shows that there is more or less affection, even though 'in name only' is the ultimate direction of all marriages .”

"Then you..." Shang Zheyu paused, "Do you love Secretary Wen?"

Jian Xize put his right hand against his forehead and kneaded slowly, and asked hesitantly: "What do you think is love?"

Shang Zheyu replied without thinking: "I want to see her every day, I will always have a desire for her, respect all her decisions, tolerate her, understand her, and hope that she can become the happiest person."

"Well, well said." Jian Xize smiled playfully, "That's why I love Wen Ran."

"One more thing." Shang Zheyu said with a frown, "She is unique and irreplaceable. You are only devoted to this one person, and you will never betray her no matter what happens."

Jian Xize's smile became more and more cunning. After pondering for a moment, he sat up straight nonchalantly, and said in a casual tone: "You are too idealistic. 'Love comes first' was my mood when I was in it. As time goes on, you will find that there is no love in this world. So much from the beginning to the end."

"Is it meaningful to pursue uniqueness and eternity?" Jian Xize crushed the cigar into the ashtray, "As long as people who like each other can still be together, this is the most important thing."

"But you only think of Wen Ran as..." The voice stopped abruptly, and Shang Zheyu suddenly realized that he would lose his words if he said too much, so he quickly shut his mouth.Jian Xize heard what he meant, so he followed his words, "I only treat him as a plaything, tool, and recreation, is that what you want to express?"

Shang Zheyu remained silent, not daring to look at Jian Xize again.

"You're right to think so, after all, this is his 'job'." Jian Xize re-buttoned his suit and motioned Shang Zheyu to give him the car keys, "This kind of thinking can actually be used to explain marriage, I married Amelia to save Jane's business, tell me, do I love her, or use her as a tool?"

"People always have to live for themselves in this life." Taking the car key, Jian Xize hooked his index finger into his palm, "I am an adult, and I am not in the teenage years born for love, so I don't need to delve too deeply into emotional matters. I understand, if you can't even do this tolerance, how can you be together?"

"The business partner invited me to his clubhouse to taste tea." Jian Xize got up and was about to leave, "You can take a taxi to deliver meals to Wen Ran later, the company will reimburse the fare."

The door of the private room opened and closed, and Shang Zheyu stood by the table, feeling the qi and blood in his body surging, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.But he couldn't care about his emotions for the time being, and just about to call Wen Ran, he heard messy and rapid retching sounds from behind the screen, and Shang Zheyu immediately followed, stopping at the door of the bathroom.

Wen Ran hugged the toilet and threw up in the dark.

His face was congested, and the veins on both sides of his neck were bulging. Wen Ran's body instinctively vomited until he became unconscious, and weakly raised his hand to press the flush button.Sitting down by the washbasin, Wen Ran shivered and hugged her knees, staring at the void in silence, her dilated pupils making it difficult to gather her sight.

Shang Zheyu stepped forward quickly, squatted down opposite him, was about to speak, his breathing suddenly froze - at this moment, Wen Ran's expression was stiff, his slightly trembling eyes were dimmed, there was no trace of life between his brows, and his figure was motionless. At first glance, I thought that the person who was hiding in the dark and hugged me was already dead.

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