Chapter 20: Love is a flower in the water

  Jiang Jing announced that night that she was going on a blind date, and the news was like a bombshell, stirring up ripples in the quiet lake.

  Su Mei waved her hand and smiled, "No way, no way. Does Seventh Miss still need to take this road? That's exclusive to leftover men and women."

  Jiang Jing took a drag on her cigarette, then gently exhaled, letting the smoke swirl around her. "Anyway, it's all about alliances. To avoid having some unpleasant guy arranged to sleep next to me, I'd rather take matters into my own hands... At least that way, I can choose someone who looks decent. Most importantly, we don't interfere with each other."

  Ning Meng looked at her dazed profile, long wavy curly hair, delicate face, a faint fine eyebrow, a pretty nose, cherry red lips... She knew that this was probably not just talk.

  She remembered the last time they were together watching TV and casually chatting.

  At that time, Ning Meng was holding a remote control and found a popular Korean drama, 9 o'clock slot, watching it with rapt attention.

  Jiang Jing washed up and walked out the door, disdainfully glancing at the screen before walking over to grab a trial product and prepare for a switch.

  "No way, big sister..." She hugged tightly and raised her bright black eyes, scanning past with a pitiful expression and calling out: "This drama is on fire, not the kind that's too white, the male and female leads went through thick and thin together, shared joys and hardships, and finally ended up together... how about it, want to watch it together?"

  "That's all nonsense, thought up by people who are idle and love to daydream," Jiang Jing put down the controller and waved her hand: "My brain is still fine for now, I don't want to be poisoned. So, don't waste your effort, I'm not interested..."

  "Don't regret it if you don't watch, tonight is the most ups and downs of the plot, all supporting actors are making a move..." Ning Meng stared at the front, still muttering to herself.

  Jiang's wife was most afraid of her nagging, so she stood up and walked to the bedroom in her slippers.

  Ning Meng withdrew her gaze, looked at her background, and sighed: "Jianggua, you were bitten by a snake once, and for ten years you're afraid of the rope. I think you... don't believe in love from the very beginning."

  She hesitated for a moment and turned back to ask, "Do you really believe it?"

  Lemon "......"

  Jiang Jing put down the cup and returned, leaning on the back of the sofa, lost in thought: "To say that you have suffered less emotional pain than me, Lin Ziyue abandoned you and left, not to mention his infidelity, but even at the last moment he was still affectionate with another woman..."

  "I won't believe it's true unless he tells me himself. But life doesn't have ifs..." Ning Meng's face darkened, and she furrowed her brow, "I'm probably an optimistic person."

  Jiang Jing patted her shoulder, "I just think that there might really be love in this world, but it's often fleeting and short-lived. Just like me and Lu Huaiyuan, you and Lin Ziyue... So-called eternal vows are often unable to withstand the test of time."

  Yes, the process is complicated and tortuous, but once you've gone through the storm and hardships, how many couples can really achieve a happy ending? Real life is often more dramatic and richer than screenplays.

  On her way to a blind date, Jiang Jing drove with a distracted mind.

  She thought, Lu Huaiyuan might be the knot in her life, like the high-pitched glissando at the end of a piano piece, or the round period at the end of an article. Once drawn, it instantly took away her ability to love. Now, seeing handsome and cool guys was like eating plain rice... Life had no surprises, no excitement, her heart as still as stagnant water.

  In fact, marriage for her is just a formality. Since ancient times, family alliances have been made through marriage, and emotions are not necessary. The wealthy and powerful families are mostly rich but not noble. Old Master Jiang suddenly became rich overnight, and his children and grandchildren were all raised in luxury, giving orders with a flick of their fingers, thinking themselves superior to others. However, they lacked the arrogance that comes from within, so they sought ways to compensate for it, eager to stick the label of nobility on themselves.

  Jiang Jing was in it, can understand, but can't get rid of it, feeling like a spider caught in a web, struggling weakly.

  For the newborn, she specially changed into a light yellow knit top, a small floral pleated skirt, lightly made up, with big waves casually scattered, and in front of the mirror, elegant and bright. When walking into the No. 1 Western restaurant in the garden, her footsteps were quick.

  From a distance, she saw a man with a straight back, who turned around and smiled, his peach blossom eyes shining brightly as he looked her up and down.

  The young master of the Zhou family, known as the third young master of the Zhou family, has some means when it comes to doing business. However, his private life scandals are like a brocade of flowers, constantly emerging with each new season. Before the peony and rose have even wilted, the begonia and hibiscus are already blooming, filling the entire garden with endless spring splendor. But this man also has a set of skills when it comes to coaxing women, and it's said that every girlfriend he's had has parted ways with him amicably, and in the end, they even speak well of him.

  Such a man must have higher IQ and EQ, and the women who want to marry him are not ordinary, is it because of that twisted logic... Men are not bad, but women don't love them?

  Zhou Si's eyes lit up. He was supposed to be a carefree and unattached person, but the way this woman looked at him was quite peculiar - it was as if she was admiring him, yet also scrutinizing him, with a hint of doubt. In short, her gaze was rich and colorful. He thought to himself that today might be more interesting than he had expected.