I Became A Hit After My Divorce!

119 Am I Brainless Too?

Yan Zimeng looked at the phone that had automatically hung up because of the overtime. Her expression was very ugly. After thinking for a while, she could only get out of the car and ring the doorbell.

Uncle Bai walked out.

“Uncle Bai.”

“Miss Yan.” Uncle Bai smiled brightly. “What’s the matter?”

“Where’s Ah Jue? I want to see him.”

“Sir Jue, he…”

“I know he’s here.” Yan Zimeng stopped Uncle Bai from rejecting her. “Tell him that I won’t leave until he sees me.”

Uncle Bai sighed and turned to enter the house.

When Nangong Jue heard Uncle Bai’s words, he was silent for a moment before getting up and walking out.

“Ah Jue.” Yan Zimeng’s eyes lit up.

“If you have something to say, say it.” Nangong Jue looked at Yan Zimeng through the metal door. If he didn’t want to continue being misunderstood, he had to keep a distance from her. Now, they were separated by a door. It should be far enough, right?

“Ah Jue, you… aren’t going to let me in?” Yan Zimeng looked incredulous.

“Let’s talk here.” Nangong Jue was a little impatient. He hadn’t finished reading his novel. “I’m busy.”

“Ah Jue, why are you doing this to me? You clearly liked me before, you…”

“When did I say that I like you?” Nangong Jue frowned even more. “You helped me once in the past. I remember it. So, when I was capable, I tried my best to protect you. Did I give you the wrong impression?”

“You…” Yan Zimeng couldn’t help but tremble.

“I’m already married. I don’t want a divorce at all.” Nangong Jue rubbed his eyebrows. “So, let’s keep a distance in the future. But if you have any difficulties, I’ll still help you. Alright, that’s all.” With that, he turned around and left.

“Ah Jue!” Yan Zimeng pounced over and grabbed the carved iron door. “You can’t treat me like this…”

“What did I do to you?” Nangong Jue looked back at her with a puzzled expression. “Back then, when you were overseas, you gave me candy when I was bullied. I still remember it. Therefore, after I came back, I tried my best to help you whenever I could. I was the one who invested in the talent show that you debuted in…”

“I know. But I like you. I don’t want you to repay my kindness. I want you to like me. Why don’t you marry me?”

“Marry you?” Nangong Jue turned around and looked at Yan Zimeng seriously. “I did think about it, but you left.”

Yan Zimeng frowned. “What… do you mean?”

“Back then, it was the same for me to marry anyone. Instead of being manipulated by them, it was better to find someone I could control. At that time, I thought about you, but you left with Robles.” The corners of Nangong Jue’s mouth curled up slightly. “Then, I married Han Binglan, who had chased after me for many years.”

Yan Zimeng’s body swayed. How could this be?

“I’ve never been loved since I was young, so I didn’t know love either. I don’t know how to love, nor do I know how to get along with women.” Nangong Jue’s pupils constricted slightly. “So, I married her, but I didn’t love her. I even hated her. It wasn’t until later… when she didn’t love me anymore that I realized that she actually had a place in my heart. So, I regret it now.” At this point, he suddenly paused. Damn, this behavior was really comparable to the brainless domineering president in novels. Could it be that he was actually also brainless, but he never realized it?