This time, isn't it a refusal?

No, are you refusing?

He is...

"That's my answer."

Jiang Ran looked up at her seriously, seeing her eyes wide with shock, and said, "I've thought about it, Sister Wen. Rather than both of us being miserable like this, let's have a proper talk. I don't know if we can make it to the future, or if we'll still argue, but I think my views on relationships are similar to yours."

Wen Ling lacks love. She is rich, possessing more money and power than she could spend in several lifetimes. She has everything, so all she wants is love.

Although he was not lacking in love and grew up surrounded by it, it was precisely because of this upbringing that money became a secondary consideration in his relationships. In reality, what Jiang Ran valued most was love.

Two people who value "love" equally seem to be a better match.

"I won't argue with you."

Despite her inner excitement, Wen Ling forced herself to calm down and suppress her rapidly beating heart. She said, "I will absolutely not argue with you."

Seeing her serious expression, Jiang Ran suddenly laughed: "Who can predict when we'll start arguing? Maybe we're fine one second, and the next we'll be arguing?"

Wen Ling suddenly frowned: "So you mean you want to argue with me right now?"

"I didn't say I wanted to argue with you now. I meant later, and who knows what the future holds!"

"It's impossible in the future! I, Wen Ling, always keep my word."

"..."

Seeing her earnest expression, even solemnly swearing to herself, Jiang Ran was genuinely amused by her words. He couldn't help but tease her, "You promised me a divorce before, and there was even a cooling-off period. How many times have you gone back on your word?"

Why does he have to bring this up at such a good time?!

Wen Ling instantly snapped, "Say that again and I'll beat you up!"

"Oh my god, sister, you don't actually have violent tendencies, do you?"

"Shut up!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up. Please don't hit me, and if you do, don't hit my face. If I break it, how will I seduce you?"

"..."

The anger subsided just like that.

Seeing Jiang Ran's grinning face and his flirtatious remarks, Wen Ling felt her cheeks burning hot.

"So, that means we are now...we..."

After her anger subsided, she became excited. Thinking about Jiang Ran's words and actions, Wen Ling was very agitated and her words became somewhat incoherent.

Jiang Ran nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, that's exactly what you think."

"Just as I thought...we..."

Wen Ling stammered for a long time, and indeed, such an answer was far beyond her expectations. She was still uneasy last night and couldn't sleep until midnight. Who knew that when she woke up, Jiang Ran really didn't reject her.

This time, he really didn't refuse...

Seeing that Wen Ling couldn't utter a complete sentence, Jiang Ran suddenly smiled. He took Wen Ling's hand and looked at the dark circles under her eyes, knowing that she hadn't slept well last night.

"Does your neck hurt? Would you like me to massage it for you?"

Looking at her, Jiang Ran asked very seriously.

"Ah...I..."

Wen Ling was stunned, as if she had never expected Jiang Ran to say such a thing, and she stammered.

Seeing her stammer for a while, Jiang Ran sighed, put his hand on her shoulder, pressed her down to sit next to him, then turned her body so that her back was to him, and moved his hand to her neck.

"Does it hurt here? I'll be gentle, but you have to tell me if it hurts."

Before Wen Ling could react, Jiang Ran pressed her neck down with his hand.

A slightly rough texture came through, but you could tell his touch was very light and his movements were very gentle.

He was actually still concerned about whether she had slept well yesterday and if her neck was uncomfortable.

He was massaging her?

Wen Ling found it hard to describe her current feelings. It was like the sun suddenly rising after a torrential rain. The sky cleared up, and the rare sunshine shone down. In the clear sky, the dark clouds dispersed, and so did people.

A surprise is always a surprise.

After so much suffering and the company she received last night, Wen Ling couldn't even remember how she fell asleep. She had been lying on the sofa all night, and she remembered that she had only drifted off to sleep when the sky was beginning to lighten. Even so, she didn't seem to have slept very soundly.

"hiss!"

A sudden soreness shot through Wen Ling's neck, and she couldn't help but gasp.

Although her voice was very soft, Jiang Ran still heard it.

"Does it hurt here?"

He leaned close to her ear and spoke very softly.

Fearing that Jiang Ran might suddenly stop pressing, Wen Ling subconsciously shook her head: "No, it's okay, you were very gentle, I felt it was just right."

"Really?"

Jiang Ran looked at her profile with some suspicion.

"Of course it's true."

Wen Ling nodded repeatedly, her words becoming much more hurried than before.

Feeling that she was being sarcastic, Jiang Ran narrowed her eyes slightly and deliberately applied more force to her hand.

"what!"

Wen Ling cried out in pain.

Having already pinpointed the pain point, Jiang Ran forcefully pressed down on her shoulder. "Stop pretending! It hurts here! You have to press here. Just bear with it, it'll be fine in a bit."

Massage should be targeted to the specific ailment; press where it hurts, and the pain will subside after a while.

"hiss......"

A persistent ache ran through her neck, but it only hurt intensely at first. Jiang Ran pressed her shoulders down, and she couldn't stand up for a long time, being forcefully pressed onto the sofa.

The pain had subsided considerably, and Wen Ling's rationality gradually returned. Her mind cleared considerably. She remembered what Jiang Ran had just said—that she was faking it. But how was she faking it?! It was all because...

"You can't say I'm faking it."

Wen Ling's calm voice suddenly rang out.

Jiang Ran, who was massaging her shoulders, asked, "Huh? Why?"

"Because I just lied because of you."

Wen Ling blinked, her tone as calm as an emotionless robot. She began to reason with Jiang Ran, "Because the answer you gave me today exceeded my expectations, I was very excited just now. I was afraid that if I really said it hurt, you would not give me a massage, so I lied."

"..."

Jiang Ran, who was pressing down, suddenly paused for a moment.

He seemed to understand why Wen Ling said they never argued.

This is all about reasoning from the start; there's no question of arguing. How could that even exist? This is practically a logic debate!

Sensing Jiang Ran's hand pause, Wen Ling silently turned her head and looked at Jiang Ran with a serious expression. She then solemnly said to Jiang Ran, "In conclusion, you can't say I was faking it just now, because I wasn't faking it."

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