"Then" Jiang Tan was not satisfied with the answer, "If I have a child, will you really not change anything?"
"It's not that there has been no change at all." Zhou Yinghuai paused and seemed to be thinking seriously. His tone was very determined, "I may become more insecure."
"Insecure?" Jiang Tan was surprised, "Why is that?"
The street lights on the highway cast mottled light and shadow on Zhou Yinghuai's meticulously painted face.
Jiang Tan heard him say: "Because my Tantan is a very kind girl. Tantan even likes Yuanyuan very much. She will probably also like a child who is completely connected to you, right?"
"I don't know if I will love him as much as you do. No, it should be said that I can't love him as much as I love you." The smile on Zhou Yinghuai's lips was faint, and he said gently, word by word: "Tan Tan, I can't love anyone as much as I love you."
Jiang Tan was so shocked by Zhou Yinghuai's answer that he didn't know what to say for a long time.
Zhou Yinghuai continued: "So, you just asked me if I would love you more because of my child. My answer is no. How could I love you more because of a life that exists because of you? Maybe, his Existence has hurt your body, and I will even blame him.”
The answer given by Zhou Yinghuai was even more profound than Jiang Tan thought.
She tried to use a relaxed tone to break the serious atmosphere, "I'm just asking casually, you don't have to be so serious."
"You have been in a bad mood since you came out of the hospital. Although you didn't say it, I can guess that you will ask this. It is most likely related to Xia Ning."
Zhou Yinghuai's eyebrows were pale, and his eyes fell lightly on Jiang Tan's face. He looked back and looked at the road ahead. He said, "Tan Tan, you and Xia Ning are different."
"Xia Ning and I are different." Jiang Tan subconsciously repeated Zhou Yinghuai's words. After coming back to his senses, he said sarcastically: "Of course people are different."
"I know that when some girls are blind for love, they will try to use children to make their beloved man love them more, but you don't have to do this, Tantan, I love you."
The smile on Zhou Yinghuai's lips was dull. He said calmly and straightforwardly: "I have been begging you to look back. I am asking you to love me."
It rained heavily late that night, accompanied by muffled thunder.
Jiang Tan found that she was still afraid of thunder, but Zhou Yinghuai held her tightly.
He patted her back gently, soothing her emotions step by step. In her ear, he said in a gentle voice that others might never be able to detect even a little bit: "Don't be afraid, it's just thunder."
Jiang Tan's eyes suddenly became a little wet.
She was actually a little scared today, before Zhou Yinghuai said what she said in the car.
She looked at a beautiful girl like Xia Ning who was left with scars in her marriage. When she looked back at herself, she couldn't help but feel scared.
But after what Zhou Yinghuai said in the car, Jiang Tan was no longer afraid. Although he was not afraid, he seemed to be more dependent on him.
So at this moment, she closed her eyes tightly in his arms and whispered: "Zhou Yinghuai, I have always been afraid of thunder."
"I know." The man sighed and apologized seriously. He said, "Tantan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you sleep alone before. I was really bad. I didn't take good care of my little girl."
Jiang Tan felt that Zhou Yinghuai was completely different from before.
It turns out that the most indifferent man, once he is addicted and falls off the altar, will peel off all the coldness and dignity that is not touched by the world, revealing his gentle side.
Jiang Tan shed tears in his arms, her voice hoarse and hoarse, "Before, when my mother was here, she would sing to me at night."
"I don't sing well." Zhou Yinghuai paused and then said, "What does Tantan want to hear?"
Jiang Tan said, whatever you want is fine.
The rain was heavy, and Jiang Tan heard Zhou Yinghuai's singing, which was an old Cantonese song. However, his voice was noble and deep, so he felt extremely gorgeous.
Jiang Tan finally calmed down after listening to it. She felt drowsy and suddenly thought of something. She suddenly said: "You can't sing when you are outside from now on."
Zhou Yinghuai was interrupted and kissed Jiang Tan's face with a warm smile: "Who dares to let me sing except you?"
"Are you being coerced by me?"
"no."
Jiang Tan persisted and continued to ask: "If it's not coercion, what is it?"
"It's my heart's desire," he said, and then repeated softly: "It's my heart's content."
Jiang Tan listened with satisfaction and finally fell asleep.
The autumn weather in Ningcheng is recurring. The days that had finally warmed up a bit were replaced by several heavy rains, making it feel chilly to the bone.
When Jiang Tan went to the company in the morning, he saw the little girls passing by, all wrapped in thick coats.
Someone saw Jiang Tan walking in wearing a thin windbreaker and couldn't help but asked with concern: "Mr. Jiang, isn't it cold when you are dressed like this?"
Jiang Tan smiled and said she was not cold. In fact, the fact was that Zhou Yinghuai sent her to the door. Before she came in, she was still wearing a man's coat.
Zhou Yinghuai's gentle and reproachful voice was still in his ears. He whispered: "You've seen the weather forecast saying that the temperature is going to drop, but you still wear so little?"
"There is air conditioning in the office. Wearing too much clothes makes it hot and uncomfortable." Jiang Tan kissed Zhou Yinghuai's face and said in a soft voice: "Moreover"
Zhou Yinghuai raised his thick eyebrows slightly and looked at her calmly: "And what?"
"And it's not you?" Jiang Tan's eyes were innocent and clear, "Didn't you give me your coat?"
Zhou Yinghuai looked at Jiang Tan thoughtfully. After a moment, he touched his chin and said softly: "Did you do it on purpose? You just want to wear my coat?"
"Who cares?" Jiang Tan glared at Zhou Yinghuai angrily, took off his coat and threw it on the driver's seat, then got in without looking back.
When he opened the car door, Jiang Tan seemed to hear Zhou Yinghuai's low laughter, a magnetic laughter that made people's ears turn red.
When Zhou Yinghuai arrived at the Zhou Group that day, he was still late.
The man walked into the conference room and sat down at the main seat. His voice was elegant and cold, with an almost imperceptible smile. He said, "Sorry, I took my fiancée to work. I was delayed on the way."
The shareholders looked at each other, wondering if there was something wrong with their hearing. Both fiancée and sorry are sensational.
How could Zhou Yinghuai say such polite words?
Only Zhao Qi on the side could see that there were no polite words at all. He was just in a good mood and gave everyone present a little extra pity.
But there are always people who don't know how to lift and want to hit the muzzle of the gun.
Zhou Heci glanced at Zhou Yinghuai with a strange look, and then said with a smile: "Our president is becoming more and more polite now."
