Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Chajiu looked sideways at Jiang Tingxu's expression and confirmed that his decision was unquestionable.

"Okay."

Chajiu readily agreed and buttoned her clothes slowly without any reluctance.

For a moment, Jiang Tingxu thought that all the previous temptations were an illusion.

It took Cha Jiu a long time to button it up, but he finally managed to get it on. When he moved his hand, the button fell apart again.

The rolling mountains disappear and appear.

Jiang Tingxu looked away calmly.

Chajiu said casually while buttoning up, "I actually don't care who I marry or when I marry. I only care about whether I can have a lot of money after I get married and buy all the things I like."

Jiang Tingxu's face darkened. He didn't know why, but when he heard Cha Jiu say this, he felt a little angry.

But he still maintained a calm voice and said: "You can pursue material things in life, but you cannot only pursue material things."

"But only money is the most reliable." Cha Jiu said suddenly.

She had already put on her clothes, turned around, tilted her head and looked at him intently.

"This is what I learned from childhood to college. My father may abandon me, my friends may abandon me, and my fiancé may look down on me, but only those bags and clothes will not."

"If I take good care of them, they will maintain their original beauty and stay with me."

"Even if I have a hard time selling them, they won't complain."

"Things without emotion last the longest."

Every time Cha Jiu said something, Jiang Tingxu's heart ached.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of scars and tears were covered under her seemingly splendid life, which could produce such negativity and despair.

Jiang Tingxu himself is in the dark side of life, but he doesn't want a living soul like Cha Jiu to be affected by the shadow.

"Qing Huan." He spoke for a long time before saying: "Life is very long. We must believe in something so as not to get too lost in material desires. Career, feelings... there is always something worthy of your belief."

Cha Jiu looked at him with a smile: "I have no faith anymore, because just now, my faith told me to get engaged to another man next month."

Jiang Tingxu was stunned.

He didn't expect Cha Jiu to be so direct and unabashed.

Also, she never hides her feelings and thoughts.

Girls in their early 20s always treat love vigorously and recklessly.

Jiang Tingxu smiled bitterly: "I thought you liked Jiang Chen."

Cha Jiu admitted generously: "I liked him."

She emphasized the word "passed", which means that Jiang Chen has become a thing of the past in her mind.

"But I don't like him now." Cha Jiu said, "I like you, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Tingxu still remained calm: "What do you like about me?"

He wanted to find a reason to refute her and persuade her to give up from her answer.

"Well..." Chajiu sat on the bed, holding his hands on both sides, looking up at the ceiling and thinking.

"I like it when you pass me a handkerchief."

She was talking about the time at Mrs. Ye's funeral.

"I also like that you always listen to me patiently."

"I like you to satisfy my vanity without looking down on me."

"I love that you truly care about me."

Cha Jiu withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiang Tingxu seriously again: "What I like most is that you are good-looking and you have more money than I can use in my lifetime."

Jiang Tingxu, who listened carefully, was amused by her.

He probably knew what Cha Jiu felt towards him.

It's not a deep love.

It's a feeling of Electra or Mu Qiang.

She lacks the care of her elders and needs a great sense of security.

These happened to be given to her by Jiang Tingxu during this period, so she regarded them as love.

After thinking about this, Jiang Tingxu felt a little relieved.

But there is also loneliness.

After listening to his analysis, Cha Jiu's expression did not change much.

She walked over and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, wanting to smoke one out, but thinking that Jiang Tingxu didn't smoke, she put it back.

This small detail was noticed by Jiang Tingxu.

"Mr. Jiang, do you know where we are different?" Cha Jiu suddenly asked.

Jiang Tingxu raised his eyes to look at her without saying a word, quietly waiting for her answer.

Chajiu said: "When I encounter something I like, I will directly say that I want it. But you will choose to find all the reasons why this thing does not belong to you, deceiving yourself that you don't really want it."

"Like is like, no matter whether it comes from lack of love, admiration, or even just superficial reasons, isn't it just like it?"

Cha Jiu squatted down in front of Jiang Tingxu, grabbed the wheelchairs on both sides of him with both hands, and looked at each other, not allowing him to escape: "I don't want a reason, I just want an answer."

……

Jiang Tingxu couldn't give an answer.

The back of him leaving seemed like he was running away.

Cha Jiu no longer forced him, but started the kite flying strategy.

"What is kite flying?" The system was confused, "Are we going to the park lawn?"

Chajiu rubbed the system's stupid head in his mind.

But the system soon figured it out.

At three o'clock in the morning, the light in the study was still on.

Jiang Tingxu looked up from his heavy work and looked at the closed study door countless times.

There was still no one knocking on the door tonight, asking if he wanted to have a midnight snack.

It's been two weeks.

Ever since the two made things clear that time, Cha Jiu seemed to be avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.

I always use reviewing and writing papers as an excuse to miss meals and go out with him.

This is obviously the ideal result.

But Jiang Tingxu will inevitably be a little uncomfortable.

Life seemed to have returned to its previous dull and boring mode. After enjoying the warm and bright sunshine, we returned to the cold and lightless world again, and the feeling of loneliness began to increase exponentially.

"Knock knock."

Someone knocked on the door.

Jiang Tingxu's depressed and depressed heart suddenly jumped sharply.

He sat up straight and looked at the door: "Come in."

The study door was opened and it was Uncle Chen.

Jiang Tingxu's mood dropped again.

Uncle Chen looked worried: "Sir, it's already very late, why not rest first tonight?"

Jiang Tingxu took off his glasses and rubbed his sore eyebrows: "Is Miss Ye asleep?"

"Miss Ye is out." Uncle Chen said.

Jiang Tingxu paused: "You went out? You haven't come back yet?"

Uncle Chen shook his head: "He's not back yet."

"It's so late, did she say where she was going?" Jiang Tingxu frowned.

Uncle Chen said: "Ms. Ye always goes out at 09:30 in the evening for the past two weeks and does not come back until the next morning. It seems that she goes to a bar..."

Cha Jiu also asked Uncle Chen not to bring it up with Jiang Tingxu.

Uncle Chen thought she was afraid of being scolded when she went to a bar, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Tingxu's expression turned out to be a little ugly: "Which bar does she go to?"

Uncle Chen named a bar.

"Prepare the car." Jiang Tingxu dropped the pen on the table with a sullen face.

Jiang Zhai was lifeless, while Cha Jiu on the other side was spending a lot of money on the heavy bass.

"Let me tell you! Are there any male college students here?!"

Chajiu blocked her ears and shouted at the bar manager at the top of her lungs.

The manager shouted back: "What did you say? You want a man?"

"College boy!"

"What students do you want?"

"College boy!"

The manager thought he was fishing for law enforcement, so he still pretended to be stupid: "What's the man?"

Chajiu slapped the card on the table and impatiently returned to normal volume: "Give me the most expensive wine. I want a male college student. Give me a private room."

"Okay." There was no need to yell this time, the manager heard clearly and went to open the drink with a smile.

Chajiu: "..."

After a while, the private room was opened and the male college student was also found.

A row of boys of all colors stood in front of Cha Jiu.

Chajiu asked: "Is he the one with the best quality?"

It is best to have a university GPA of 4.0, or even better to get a double-degree diploma.

The manager nodded and bowed: "He has all the eighteen martial arts skills."

Gently rub it, slowly twist it, and then pick it up to ensure that this heroic female guest will feel like entering a fairyland and never want to leave.

The conversation between the two was not on the same channel at all.

"Okay, it's just you."

Chajiu threw a stack of literature on the table, then opened his laptop, raised his eyelids slightly, looked at these "high-quality" male college students and said:

"Write it, graduation thesis. If you write it well, you will get [-] yuan."

manager:"?"

Male college student: "?"