Song Jiajia and Lu Hao stood facing each other, both looking quite disheveled.
Song Jiajia’s hair was ssy, and her clothes were in disarray.
Lu Hao didn’t fare much better; there were a few scratch marks on his face.
It was evident that Song Jiajia didn’t hold back at all.
The attendant warned the two before dispersing the crowd watching the spectacle and then left.
Song Jiajia and Lu Hao, neither spoke a word.
...
"Did you tell Sang Yu about the wedding plans?" He Xiulan pulled Jiang Jingming aside and asked quietly.
Jiang Jingming shook his head, "Not yet."
He Xiulan asked, "Then when are you planning to tell her?"
Jiang Jingming pursed his lips.
"Jingming, I know you’ve always had your own plans and ideas since you were young, but for this matter, I still want to give you so advice. If you truly like Sang Yu, you should tell her.
I think Sang Yu might feel very insecure because of her parents, so if you’ve made up your mind, let her know your feelings.
Let her know what you’re thinking, and give her enough ti to decide whether to reject you or accept you."
He Xiulan said aningfully.
Although she hadn’t spent much ti with Sang Yu, He Xiulan could tell from her actions and words that Sang Yu lacked a sense of security.
It might be due to not having parents since she was young.
Jiang Jingming listened carefully to He Xiulan’s words, a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.
"Got it, Auntie, I’ll tell her."
Hearing his response, He Xiulan felt relieved.
"Alright, Jingming, regardless of Sang Yu’s answer, I hope you’ll respect her."
Jiang Jingming: "I understand."
He Xiulan patted Jiang Jingming’s shoulder and called out to Wei Jin, "Xiao Jin, we should head back."
Wei Jin: "Okay, I got it, Mom."
"I’ll be going then," Wei Jin said to Sang Yu.
Sang Yu: "Alright."
Sang Yu and Jiang Jingming together saw them off.
The house suddenly beca quiet; both were pondering the words Wei Jin and He Xiulan had shared with them.
Both simultaneously looked up.
Sang Yu quickly averted her gaze and said, "I’ll go upstairs to paint."
After saying that, she promptly turned around and went upstairs, as if fleeing.
Jiang Jingming watched her back.
He seriously contemplated He Xiulan’s words. She was right, he should tell Sang Yu in advance.
At least let her have ti to consider whether to accept him, accept the idea of having a wedding again.
He’s not soone indecisive, and since he’s already decided, there’s no reason to hesitate.
After all, the longer you wait, the more unpredictable the dreams beco.
He walked towards Sang Yu’s room.
Knocked on Sang Yu’s door.
After a while, Sang Yu finally opened the door, "Is there sothing you need?"
Jiang Jingming looked down at Sang Yu in front of him, "I have sothing to discuss with you."
Sang Yu’s heart suddenly trembled; she suddenly felt a bit nervous.
"Is that alright?" Jiang Jingming inquired.
"Alright." Sang Yu nodded.
Five minutes later, the two were sitting in the living room.
Facing Sang Yu was Jiang Jingming; her hands were folded in front of her, fingers unintentionally twisting the hem of her clothes.
"Sang Yu."
The man spoke softly, his voice like a gentle stream in a secluded valley.
"Hmm?" Sang Yu looked at Jiang Jingming.
Jiang Jingming: "If I said I wanted to hold a wedding with you again, would you be willing?"
It was the sa as what Wei Jin ntioned, but she still felt a bit surprised and asked, "Why?"
Jiang Jingming looked serious, "If my next words make you feel scared or uncomfortable, I apologize in advance."
Sang Yu’s heart grew even more anxious.
Then she heard the man say, "I think perhaps it was love at first sight for .
That day, when I t you on the street, I felt moved.
I know at the ti I was engaged, that kind of feeling didn’t seem right for you, nor for my then ’fiancee’.
I felt very ashad of my behavior.
But when I found out my ’fiancee’ was replaced with you, I felt relieved.
Honestly, I’m grateful that your cousin exchanged the engagent with you.
But when I saw that my future wife was you, I regretted it.
Regretted that I didn’t properly prepare for such a wedding, making it so rushed between you and .
So, I want to hold a wedding with you again, to give you a complete and solemn ceremony.
Of course, by saying this now, I’m not asking you to agree.
I believe you know we haven’t registered, so you have the opportunity to change your mind.
If you’re worried that changing your mind here will lead to gossip, then I can send you to Beijing.
I can buy you a house in Beijing, and you can take all the money in the savings account.
Consider it my compensation to you.
You don’t need to bear any burden."
Sang Yu’s heart raced wildly because of Jiang Jingming’s words, and she couldn’t even control her inner excitent.
He had already thought of everything.
Including how she should live after rejecting him.
Completely isolating himself.
And he said he was moved by her, he liked her.
Sang Yu’s heart beat faster, the feeling of being cherished and valued like this made her feel uneasy.
"Sorry, I... you let calm down alone." Sang Yu suddenly stood up, and after saying that, she left as if escaping.
It was too sudden, she felt a bit disordered; she needed to calm down before giving Jiang Jingming an answer.
When she agreed to marry him initially, she hadn’t considered this.
Seeing Sang Yu leave, there was a bit of disappointnt in the man’s gaze.
But he had anticipated such a result.
He’s not in a rush; he’s willing to give her ample ti.
Returning to her room, Sang Yu dove into the blanket and shouted loudly.
After a while, she erged from beneath the blanket.
Her little face was flushed; it was unclear whether from embarrassnt or lack of oxygen.
Jiang Jingming’s words still resonated in her ears, each word was so clear.
To say she wasn’t moved would be a lie.
Jiang Jingming was excellent, both in appearance and in essence.
Seed like a perfect existence.
Precisely because of this, she dared not believe it, because she was soone who had never been liked since young.
Daring not believe soone would genuinely treasure and consider her.
But every word Jiang Jingming spoke was for her sake.
Perhaps she should try to accept it, shouldn’t she?
After all, not everyone is like those people she encountered before, right?
Ever since coming here, except for the forr family’s relatives.
Whether it’s Jiang Jingming or his family, or Aunt Fatty and the editorial staff, they’ve all been very kind to her.
Maybe she can open her heart in this world and forget everything from before.
She is no longer Sang Yu, but Sang Yu.
She’s no longer the unnecessary one.
Accept Jiang Jingming, embrace this world...
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