"Heh." Cui Jiangjing pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile without any expression, "When was a relationship I’ve been in anything other than mutual consent? When we break up, I also adhere to the principle of parting on good terms. If they want money, they get money; if they want bags, they get bags; if they want cars, they get cars—everyone gets their share, so how am I the jerk? Oh, so dating them means I must be responsible? Why don’t they take a look at themselves, secretly flirting with this male celebrity or that young heartthrob? In the adult world, who’s the real jerk is still up for debate!"
This group of rich second-generation girls consider themselves white, rich, and beautiful every day. They do nothing but hang out together, focusing on skincare, beauty treatments, and painting nails, chasing after male celebrities they know. Secretly, they chase one after another, and after a night’s sleep with one, they dump him and move on to the next popular artist, as if their allure were boundless.
On one hand, they aim to hook up with men richer and more powerful than their circle to take responsibility.
Isn’t that being a jerk?
He just had an adult relationship with mutual understanding, and then these people turn around and call him a jerk.
He can’t figure it out.
What does being a jerk mean?
If they want to take love seriously, and he doesn’t, does that make him a jerk? The world doesn’t revolve around them!
Fu Yi raised an eyebrow, also unconvinced by those girls’ behavior, but he wouldn’t miss a chance to tease, "Who told you to keep changing girlfriends? Anyway, I’ve never heard anyone say Shengxiao is a jerk."
Cui Jiangjing pouted, "I was just being wild because I hadn’t found true love. If I had known there were real people who love with the heart and not just the body, I wouldn’t have kept switching girlfriends. Thinking back now, frequently changing girlfriends feels the same, not particularly interesting."
He didn’t take every female companion to the final step; mostly, he just completed a simple dating process and then it fizzled out.
Uninteresting. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
"Sigh. I used to think you two had issues. Is being single all the time fun? A grown man staying chaste for women—just saying it out loud would make people laugh. Now I realize, tch, I’m the boring one. Having a meaningless relationship is worse than staying home and having a good nap."
Fu Yi looked at him with his mouth slightly upturned, "Did you enter a repair shop or a monastery and suddenly become enlightened?"
"Sigh, I suspect I entered the Castration Line, both physically and mentally exhausted."
Fu Yi watched him slump onto the table like a frostbitten eggplant, feeling that his joke had turned to genuine concern, "What happened?"
Cui Jiangjing turned his head and sighed, "Nothing, just started liking a girl, but the more I pursue her, the more I realize I don’t understand her. Why is there such a girl, like shrouded in a mist? You think you’ve reached her, but end up grasping at nothing. No matter how hard you try, you can’t touch her heart!"
The first time he met Gu Linxi, he thought she was a woman who could be seen through at a glance.
Now, he finds she’s nothing but layers of mist. It’s nearly a year, and he hasn’t peeled back even a single layer.
He can’t decipher a thing about this woman’s past, talents, hobbies, or personality.
She’s like a contradiction; she likes motorcycles but he’s never seen her ride one, seems ordinary enough to blend into a crowd, yet knows all about things that don’t belong in her social stratum. She appears polite and quiet, not one to start trouble, yet he vividly recalls her single-handedly barging into the police station and knocking out two of Chu Tian’s front teeth.
So tell me, how do you pursue a woman like Gu Linxi?