Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 188: A Beautiful Gold-Digger Who Wants to Cling to the Rich and Powerful (1)

Song Juyuan's face turned very pale, which made him look even more pitiful compared to his gentle and fair face.

"Then what do you want me to do to believe that I really love you."

His brows were filled with resentment and his eyes were pitiful. He felt short of breath when he thought of the way she kissed Liang Heyu, the cherished love she had.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control at all.

Song Juyuan is a very selfish person and has the strongest possessiveness among the three.

Jingyu knew that his love for her was still mixed with a little bit of emotional cleanliness, and he would not allow others to touch the things he owned even if he didn't want them anymore.

What's more, Song Juyuan likes the feeling of being loved wholeheartedly.

After experiencing Jingyu's surging love for him, the huge gap in his heart naturally made him look down on others.

Feelings are complicated. Under the influence of multiple factors, Song Juyuan naturally has no way to let go of Jingyu.

Song Juyuan's reason was about to be devoured by jealousy. His mind was full of intimate images of the girl and others, and he couldn't accept it.

He reached out and pulled Jingyu into his arms. Only after hugging this warm body did he calm the ferocious beast in his body that was about to break out of its cage, and he let out a silent sigh.

[Ding—The favorability value of the mission target, Song Juyuan, has increased by 7%. The current favorability value is 90%.]

Jingyu did not resist, nor did she respond by hugging back.

Song Juyuan was immersed in the satisfaction of the hug, and secretly hoped that this moment could be extended or paused.

Jingyu spoke at this moment.

"Song Juyuan, stop deceiving yourself."

"You know better than anyone that there's no chance for us."

Her voice was light and calm, without any emotional ups and downs, just stating a fact that was clear to both parties.

Song Juyuan tightened his arms, fearing that she would break free in the next second.

"let it go."

"While we can still communicate calmly."

Jingyu pushed the person away lightly.

She looked calmly at Song Juyuan's no longer warm face, her eyes calm.

"There's no point in continuing to dwell on it."

Song Juyuan's voice was sad: "How can it be meaningless?"

"If you can't bear to leave them, you can find them anytime, anywhere! Okay? As long as you can be with me, I will agree to any conditions!"

It seemed as if he had gone through a huge inner struggle before making this ridiculous decision.

Jingyu didn't expect that Song Juyuan loved her to this extent.

She was speechless and laughed: "Are you crazy?"

"Song Juyuan, I can tell you clearly that there is no third party involved in the problem between us. If we missed it, we missed it. If it's not suitable, it's not suitable."

"You don't like me, you just enjoy Jingyu who once loved you wholeheartedly."

"No..." Song Juyuan wanted to explain, but found that language was the most powerless and pale.

Jingyu said as he retreated: "Don't come to me again in the future. It has nothing to do with you who I am with."

Song Juyuan's eyes were red as he murmured, "Who are you going to be with?"

"Yu Zhongyang? Or Liang Heyu?"

"Why...why? Why can't you love me again?"

"Or...you never really loved me at all?"

Jingyu: "Whatever you think."

She didn't want to waste any more words. Song Juyuan never cherished what he had. In this respect, he was just like Yu Zhongyang, who took the kindness he received for granted.

"I hate you."

Jingyu was a little surprised. It seemed like something Yu Zhongyang would say.

She ignored Song Juyuan and turned to walk towards the dormitory building.

Song Juyuan stood there, watching her leaving.

Jingyu didn't look back once.

...

Song Juyuan returned to the driver's seat and threw the documents in his hand aside.

There were dozens of missed calls on the phone next to him, all from Mrs. Song.

Song Juyuan's mood at the moment can be described as extremely bad, and he can't spare any attention to deal with Mrs. Song.

But the other party persisted and hit again.

Song Juyuan had no choice but to press the answer button.

"Song Juyuan!?"

Mrs. Song's sharp voice came from the receiver.

"Are you crazy?"

"Forget about the good things you did before. At least you got what you wanted."

Mrs. Song was furious at him for not fighting back: "But look at what you are doing now? How many times have you been to the company since you returned to China? You didn't even go to the hospital, and you haven't cleaned up the mess in Germany."

"What on earth are you doing?"

Song Juyuan pinched his eyebrows tiredly.

Yes.

What is he doing?

Hasn't he already got what he always wanted?

After working hard for so many years and competing for the position of heir to the Song Group, he has never truly relaxed for a moment.

Every step he took and every move he made never deviated from the envisioned trajectory.

Why are they going against their usual behavior now and even willing to give these things up?

Just to get a Jingyu.

...

Song Juyuan felt very tired.

He hung up the call with Mrs. Song, sat in the driver's seat, and watched the college students coming and going. Although he was in the crowd, he felt lonely.

It seems that he has everything: knowledge, wealth, and power.

But when darkness fell, Song Juyuan felt that he had nothing.

He had always wanted something, but never got it when he really wanted it.

Until midnight, the streets were deserted.

Song Juyuan opened the document at hand and signed his name with a pen.

-

Since that time, Jingyu has never seen Song Juyuan again.

Song Juyuan's popularity score has remained at 90%.

It was not until November 11, Jingyu's birthday, that she received a gift from Song Juyuan.

Jingyu was standing downstairs of the dormitory building. The person who came to give her a gift was Song Juyuan's assistant.

"This is what Mr. Song specifically requested. Happy birthday to you."

Jingyu took it. It was a square box, neither too big nor too small, and a little heavy.

"Why are you the one sending me off? Where's Song Juyuan?"

Jingyu asked.

The assistant said, "Mr. Song went to participate in a public welfare aid project in Tibet two days ago. I couldn't give the gift to you in person, so I asked him to pass it on."

Are you joining the medical aid team in Tibet?

Ever since he came to power through some dishonorable means, the Song Group's public reputation has been polarized, and the company's stock has also been affected.

He is good at doing these things.

We have done charity work, gained a good reputation, and can really help some patients in Tibet and make a contribution to the medical development in Tibet.

It is difficult to judge whether Song Juyuan is a good person, but it is undeniable that he is an excellent medical worker.

I hope he can complete the work successfully.

But it seems that the progress of the strategy will stagnate.

The assistant delivered it and then left.

Jingyu brought the gift back to the dormitory and put it on the table. Liang Heyu called soon.

"Are you ready? I'll be there soon."

"Okay, okay, I'm going out now."

After saying that, Jingyu picked up her bag and walked out of the dormitory, closing the door casually.