Chapter 139 Don’t love someone you don’t love, it’s meaningless
Jing He's role at Ji Mingzong's side was comparable to that of Yan Hui.
These people who followed him from abroad are already at the level of confidants.
The existence is naturally higher than that of a simple servant like Manying.
Outside the courtyard of Lanting Villa are towering camphor trees and various evergreen trees.
From the outside, the privacy is high!
But it did not affect the lighting at all. Ji Lan looked around the yard. The door was closed tightly and there was no bodyguard in sight.
In the mountains and forests, you can only hear the calls of various birds, but no human sounds.
Mixed with the cool autumn night, there is a sense of tranquility and desolation.
At half past seven, darkness fell, and Ji Lan sat on a chair in the corridor, feeling decadent and like a loner.
Jing He glanced at the time and saw that it was getting late. He stood beside him and whispered in a soft voice: "Miss Ji, it's getting cold."
"I'm not cold."
Jing He pondered for a while and continued to persuade: "The autumn nights are cold and humid, which is not good for girls."
The person slumped on the chair with squinted eyes slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. His gaze was so intense that it was hard to breathe: "Did Ji Mingzong give you a mission?"
"No," Jing He said again, "I'm just worried that if Miss Ji catches a cold, sir will have another honest reason not to let you go out."
She wanted to go out, and Jing He knew it.
Saying this sounds a bit like the treacherous ministers around ancient emperors.
But Jing He also knew that the reason why Ji Mingzong replaced Manying was because she failed to take good care of others.
If an aunt is at home and needs to do things like eating and serving people herself, then there is no need for her to exist.
It is not yet clear where Miss Ji came from, but it can be seen that Mr. Ji is attracted to her.
Otherwise, a special plane would not have been sent to pick her up from the other side of the ocean, which was so far away.
Undoubtedly, Ji Lan felt that Jing He's words were reasonable and had the idea of getting up.
Jing He stretched out his hand to give her a weak hand. When he wanted to go deeper, Ji Lan waved her hand to indicate no need.
As soon as the two entered the house, the car lights in the yard came in, tearing open the silence of the night and adding a touch of life to the quiet yard. Ji Lan leaned on the sofa and looked outside the house. When Ji Mingzong got out of the car, Yan Hui I stood beside him and said something to him. Maybe the news was not good.
The man's brows were furrowed, and his eyes were thick and gloomy.
Finally, he waved his hand, signaling Yan Hui to go down.
When he entered the room again, the strong aura dissipated, leaving only the high-spiritedness and relaxed elegance that Ji Lan was familiar with in the past.
"Have you had your meal?"
"Miss Ji said she wanted to have dinner with her husband," the man asked, and Jing He responded for her.
The man who held his head and lowered his head lowered his gaze.
She didn't remember saying that.
The man took off his coat, Jing He took it and left the living room. Ji Mingzong seemed to be in a good mood. He sat next to her and held her palm gently, speaking in a calm tone: "I heard that your company has an advertisement that you want to put on the big CBD screen?"
Ji Lan turned her head slightly and looked at him, her eyes slightly startled. She really wanted to have sex, but she didn't have the ability. The big screen was in a good location, and there were many people staring at it. Over the years, it had been showing high-end real estate and all kinds of things. Financial page.
You can't squeeze into the entertainment industry.
Ji Mingzong asked this today
"I'll help you, you calm down," Mr. Ji seemed to be in a good mood today.
"Are you kidding me?"
Mr. Ji corrected her: "I'm trying to please you."
"Does the old director of Fengming Capital want any woman?" Ji Lan's words were thorny: "Or is there something different about me to Director Ji?"
This yin and yang evil intention was extremely obvious, and Ji Mingzong was not angry at all.
He smiled lightly: "It's indeed different. It's hard to find a young and strong-boned girl like Miss Ji."
Ji Lan stared at him angrily. Ji Mingzong stood up, picked up Ji Lan, and asked him to sit on his lap. The gentle palm spread from top to bottom, setting off a prairie fire.
Ji Lan dodged and was pressed tighter.
"The old lady already knew about our relationship and was sent to the hospital because of her anger. From what I know about her, she wanted to save face and did not dare to speak out for the sake of her family's reputation. After all, you are an adopted daughter and I am an exiled son. It is so unethical. If you mess up your morals, you will be scolded for being uneducated."
"Isn't this what you want?" Ji Lan sat upright in his arms, trying to distance herself from others within the confines of his confinement.
"Don't you want to?" Ji Mingzong's smile continued: "Aren't you just thinking about escaping from the control of the Ji family and becoming the master?"
"I want to, but I don't want to be your pawn."
"I am also your chess piece," Mr. Ji corrected her: "A good relationship must have common goals and interests. Ji Lan, putting aside the identities of third uncle and niece, you and I are simply a match made in heaven. "
"The goals are the same, the hatred is the same, the enemies are the same."
"Mr. Ji, the essence of the matter is that you pulled me into the water from the perspective of a superior. You predicted everything in advance with the script, and I was humiliated all the way. When I found out that this was just a conspiracy set by you, The most hateful thing is your playful delusion to use a few words and some small favors to make me give up my resentment towards you. "
"Do you love me?" Mr. Ji led her to solve the problem: "In the beginning, did you approach me because of love?"
"No," Ji Mingzong said without waiting for Ji Lan's response: "Ji Lan, essentially, we both approach each other with a purpose. You seek profit, I seek others, and you and I each get what we need. But However, in the process of getting along, we are attracted to each other, and the love is stirred up after we leave. Love is love, it is difficult to control, you love me or I love you, there is no lack of desire or hormones at play. "
"But if you forget the way you came because you are tempted, does that mean you have forgotten your roots?"
"Jilan, don't study whether I love you or not. It's hard to judge. Love can be pretended or acted out, but I'm the only one who is useful to you. You can't pretend. Whatever you like from me, you can enjoy it more. I have Use my money. If you have connections, use my connections. If you feel comfortable doing it with me, then use my body. Whether you love it or not, it doesn’t make sense.”
"In other words, love is charity from a superior to a subordinate, and I have never put you in the position of a subordinate."
The conversation ended in Ji Lan's silence.
She pursed her thin lips tightly and said nothing. Her slightly stooped back seemed to be bent by Ji Mingzong's realistic and naked words.
Her silence was deafening.
Even though Ji Mingzong was teaching her, even though these words did make sense.
Many years later, when Ji Lan stood in a high position and met Mr. Ji again.
During Mr. Ji's long journey to pursue his wife, Ji Lan returned this sentence to him: "Don't love someone you don't love, it's meaningless."
Only then did she realize that the same words spoken differently from different positions.