When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1120 Shengnan 52
“I heard from Aze that he had emptied his family’s savings to pay for his mother’s medical treatment, so he had no choice but to work at a club. Later, he met a kind customer who gave him nearly a million dollars, which allowed him to hold a decent funeral for his mother.”

"Now it seems that the customer must be Ms. Jiang."

Old Song took a sip of tea as he spoke: "Aze said his stepfather treated him very well. His stepfather also had a son, but unfortunately, his stepfather passed away from illness a few years ago. Although they are not related by blood, he and his stepfather had a very good relationship."

Jin Jue couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart, but looking at Jiang Shengnan, he forced himself to harden his heart: "Old Song, that's your son. Your son is trying to steal my daughter, that's not fair."

Having failed to elicit sympathy, Old Song quickly wiped his face and said, "You and Miss Jiang aren't exactly boyfriend and girlfriend, are you? It's perfectly normal for a gentleman to pursue a beautiful woman."

Jin Jue was helpless. So now that Lao Song had found his son, he had nowhere to put his fatherly love, and even his old friend had to take a backseat.

Thinking of this, Jin Jue felt extremely upset. Why did he have to bring Jiang Shengnan to Lao Song's restaurant? Wasn't he just making things difficult for himself?
Upon seeing He Zechuan, Jiang Shengnan was in a good mood, her expression particularly gentle: "You should be in university now, right?"

He Zechuan nodded: "Yes, I study finance at S University. Nannan, no matter what, I am especially grateful to you. Because of the money you gave me, my mother was able to leave with some dignity."

"From now on, I have no mother and no home."

Jiang Shengnan felt a pang of sadness; she too had no home. But because He Zechuan was younger than her, she subconsciously felt compelled to take extra care of him: "But you've found your biological father, how has he treated you?"

He Zechuan hesitated for a moment before saying, "He... he's been very good to me. He gave me ten million right after we met. I never dared to dream of such a amount before. But even though I have money in my account, I feel empty inside."

Jiang Shengnan hesitated for a moment: "Your father must have a new family, right? How... are they treating you? Have you been mistreated?"

“No,” He Zechuan shook his head: “I haven’t been wronged. He and… Auntie are very good to me. Auntie is in poor health and doesn’t have her own children.”

Jiang Shengnan sighed: "It's alright, the pain will eventually pass."

“Yes, it will all pass,” He Zechuan said softly. “Sister, you comfort me like this, but why do you look so haggard now? I still remember the first time I saw you, you were sitting in the crowd, so strong and confident.”

"But now, you've become like this. Has something sad happened to you?"

Jiang Shengnan had no intention of talking about her past, and simply said softly, "I just haven't been sleeping well lately, so I'm not feeling well."

He Zechuan seemed to believe it but not quite. He simply nodded slightly and said, "Sister, just like you said, the pain will eventually pass, and we all need to look forward."

"Sister, I won't say any more to you. Mr. Jin's gaze is burning me to a crisp." He smiled as he spoke, "Sister, no matter what, I hope you're always doing well."

After Lao Song and He Zechuan left, Jin Jue couldn't wait to sidle up to Jiang Shengnan: "Nannan, what did you and him talk about? I've never seen you so gentle before."

“He’s just a kid,” Jiang Shengnan said helplessly. “Didn’t you hear everything they were talking about?”

Jin Jue reluctantly hooked his little finger around Jiang Shengnan's. Jiang Shengnan tried to pull away, but Jin Jue took advantage of the situation and held her entire hand: "He hugged you too." Jiang Shengnan said helplessly, "Jin Jue, I really don't have the energy to think about these things right now."

“Alright, I won’t force you,” Jin Jue said, knowing when to stop, but he wouldn’t let go of Jiang Shengnan’s hand. He kneaded Jiang Shengnan’s fingertips: “Old Song’s Cantonese restaurant is very famous in G Province. Your stomach isn’t good, so this kind of light cuisine is perfect for you…”

Outside the restaurant, Old Song said with exasperation, "Why didn't you stay a little longer? I could tell you really liked her."

“You’re too naive,” He Zechuan glanced at him. “I treat her like an older sister, not like I have any romantic feelings for her.”

Old Song asked doubtfully, "Really? You were laughing so enthusiastically just now, your tail was practically standing on end, and now you're saying you have no feelings for her?"

“There is definitely some affection,” He Zechuan said, lowering his eyes. “But after we actually talked, I realized that I can’t heal her. My life is already so wounded, how can I heal another person who is already so scarred?”

"Knowing that it's impossible to do, it's better to take a step back, so that the feelings can be purer."

“If she were still as strong and gentle as before, I think I would pursue her relentlessly and cling to her, because she is so warm. But now, she looks shaky and fragile, as if she would break at the slightest touch.”

Old Song smacked his lips: "Won't you feel resentful later if you just hand it over like that?"

“No, we’re essentially the same kind of people. Are two bitter gourds going to make each other miserable?” He Zechuan frowned. “She needs someone warm and reliable, and I need the same kind of person.”

Old Song patted him on the shoulder, wanting to say that love isn't like that. Love isn't just about accepting someone else's affection; it's about giving love without reservation, even when you're covered in wounds.

But he still shook his head. Since his son didn't have the guts, why should he cause trouble? Besides, Lao Jin and he had been friends for many years, and Jiang Shengnan clearly had no designs on his son.

Tan You watched the conversation between the father and son, her eyebrows twitching slightly. So He Zechuan liked her? He craved her love?
Forget it, she has no concept of love at all. Now that this budding romance has been nipped in the bud, Tan You is quite satisfied.

Old Song's restaurant was indeed excellent. Especially in the second half of the meal, no one else came into the private room except for the waiters, which made Jin Jue even happier and made him take better care of Jiang Shengnan.

Jiang Shengnan drank a bowl of soup: "I really can't eat anymore."

She rubbed her stomach and said, "So satisfying."

Perhaps it was because she was enjoying her meal, but her dimples, which had briefly appeared before, reappeared. Jin Jue glanced at her once, and couldn't look away. There really are people who are etched into his heart in every way.

Tan You glanced at Jin Jue's bright red marriage star but didn't tell Jiang Shengnan. The marriage star, in reality, doesn't mean anything. For example, Yan Yu, even though he was attracted to Sara, it didn't stop him from seeking pleasure.

Some people are able to separate love from sex. As for Jin Jue, whether he is that kind of person, Tan You will not comment.

Just looking at this guy's complicated romantic history, Tan You couldn't stand him at all. How many wealthy people are truly clean-cut?