“Powerful enough?” Jing Tong curled her lips. “Jiang Yu, I don’t have to explain that, do I? The more powerful a man is, the more impossible it is for him to marry me.”
All those men who held power wanted to get closer, so why would they marry a hidden danger like her?
However, she knew that Jiang Yu was right. Ordinary people couldn’t take any risks. If Jing Zhiyuan did anything in prison, Jing Tong would definitely be the first to bear the brunt. No matter who she was with, she might “destroy” the other party’s family.
She suddenly felt dejected. She thought she could start a new life, but everything in the past was still holding her back. She was destined to be shackled forever.
“Not necessarily,” Jiang Yu suddenly said calmly. “At least I’m willing.”
Jing Tong was dazed.
“What do you want?”
“I want to marry you.”
The man’s voice was so calm that Jing Tong was embarrassed.
She blinked and blinked again, finally confirming that she hadn’t heard wrongly.
“Jiang Yu,” she said hesitantly. “Do you not like women?”
The man said with a sullen gaze, “No.”
“Then you have a hidden illness,” Jing Tong said firmly.
He wanted to hide something from her, so he needed to find a woman he could control.
She couldn’t think of any other explanation.
However, Jiang Yu said coldly, “Not really.”
“Then what’s wrong with you?” Jing Tong glared at him.
“That’s not important.” Jiang Yu sounded stressed. “You just need to tell me whether you’re willing or not.”
“Of course I don’t want to!” Jing Tong said without hesitation. “Jiang Yu, I don’t need your sympathy. I’d rather die alone than accept your charity!”
That word made Jiang Yu feel indescribable. He wanted to say that he wasn’t sympathizing with her, and it wasn’t charity, but seeing the woman’s determined face and cautious eyes, he didn’t say anything.
“Forget it. Pretend I didn’t say anything,” he said calmly.
Jing Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the crisis was resolved, she still felt that the man was dangerous.
“Go sleep first.” She looked at him warily.
Jiang Yu looked at her, walked to the temporary bed and lay down.
The pressure from the man’s tall body finally dissipated, and Jing Tong was relieved. However, she couldn’t help feeling pleased seeing that he couldn’t even straighten his legs.
She climbed onto the other side of the bed and turned off the light.
The room fell silent.
For a moment, Jing Tong couldn’t believe that there was someone else in the room, and it was a man. She listened for a while and finally heard the man take a deep breath.
She bit her lips, turned around and closed her eyes.
However, it was difficult to ignore that breathing. Even if the man’s breathing was soft, it was enough to move her nerves and make it difficult for her to sleep.
Jing Tong was a bit irritated.
She recalled the first time she had seen that man.
At that time, she was just a girl in her teens, and Jiang Yu was only twenty years old, but he had lost his innocence. He was mature and focused like a real man, and he had the suaveness and coldness that other men didn’t have.