Just Want To Be With You

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It was the first glimmer of dawn in the mansion. Dressed in a robe, Zhong Mingzhen was sitting in front of the fireplace with a downcast gaze.

Once his assistant sent him the text message, he switched to Weibo and it was all news about ‘The abandoned rich wife.’

He left the country after the divorce was finalized, but still instructed his assistant to pay some attention to the local entertainment industry.

His friends had uttered some inquiries which Zhong Mingzhen browsed through each of them without replying. He did not inform anyone about the matter of his divorce with Liang Yin, except for a few of his closest friends, not many people knew about it.

Since not many people know about it, it was then clear who had divulged it.

She inevitably has too many ways of knowing.

Just a glance, it was totally obvious with those discreet revelations.

The old butler’s voice was heard again from behind, “Good morning, my Sir.”

Turning his head, the old butler had placed a tray of silver pot and cup on the table.

It was the freshly brewed coffee which the old butler handed a cup over after pouring into it, “You’re up too early, Sir. It’s only six o’clock.” He is not as agile in his advanced age.

“Thank you, Harry.” Zhong Mingzhen took it and thanked him.

“You’re welcome, Sir. It’s my honor. It’s rare for you to be home and Mrs. likes my coffee best.” Old Harry spoke slowly and rearranged the newspaper which was placed on the side.

Sipping the coffee, Zhong Mingzhen paused as he listened.

“Sir, what would you like for breakfast?” After it was done, Old Harry stood upright again and asked.

Zhong Mingzhen replied after a sip, “Just the usual.”

Old Harry quickly retreated. Zhong Mingzhen then put the coffee down.

When he bought this mansion 10 years ago, he had kept Old Harry who had worked here all his life. This place was then placed aside until he got married and moved in 5 years ago. He rarely came back due to his busy schedule and it was just her alone here.

Five years and there are all traces of her in the mansion.

The coffee Old Harry brewed has long lost his former craftsmanship, yet she still kept drinking it.

She is very kindhearted and has always been.

There was a brief moment of loss in Zhong Mingzhen’s eyes when he soon picked up his cellphone again.

Since his return last night, some things which he had never taken notice of kept appearing.

She sat in front of the fireplace reading a book; after a change of clothes, she got into the bed gently; always reaching out her hand to touch his arm at night …

He didn’t understand the reason before, but now he realized that she just wanted to make sure he was there.

When he woke up before dawn this morning and found that she was no longer by his side, he couldn’t go back to sleep anymore.

Her presence had always been unnoticeable, but everything seemed empty after she left.

Coming back, he subconsciously wanted to return ‘home’ after finishing his work.

But there will only be ‘home’ with her around.

Breakfast was soon ready. Zhong Mingzhen put his phone down and walked over there.

On the elegant classical dining table were sandwiches and salads on the plate with a glass of milk on the side.

It was tasteless after Zhong Mingzhen ate a forkful.

The dining table was lengthy. There were always two people whenever he came back but this time, he was the only one there.

In the past, she must have always eaten breakfast, lunch and dinner alone like this.

And this was what she usually ate for breakfast.

“Sir, Mrs. always likes her fried eggs semi-cooked, so I had them fried sixty percent cooked too.” Old Harry spoke on the side.

“En.” Zhong Mingzhen replied.

Since he rarely home in the past, sandwiches were never seen on the prepared breakfast. It was always a sumptuous Chinese style breakfast.

He doesn’t like western food to the point of its blandness. He thought she usually eats those too, and didn’t expect her to eat so simple.

According to the usual, that is, as per her usual.

“Help me pack up. I need to make a trip back to China.” After he finished the sandwiches and put down the glass of milk, Zhong Mingzhen spoke again.

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In front of Liujin Club, Zhou Jianchen’s car finally stopped after driving for half an hour.

Night has long since arrived. Zhou Jianchen opened the car door with a profound gaze, “Get off.”

With the awfully cold weather, his eyes were extraordinarily forlorn.

Looking at him, Liang Yin didn’t move as she still didn’t want to proceed with his option.

This is downtown. Though this club is located in a secluded area, they will still be seen together once she gets off.

Zhou Jianchen looked at her with only firmness, “Since you are not getting off, are you thinking of letting me continue to hold your hand?”

Not saying anything along the way simply meant he wouldn’t change his mind.

Liang Yin shuddered. As Zhou Jianchen looked at her, he really bent over to take her hand and pulled her out of the car.

His hand was warm and strong. Liang Yin got off the car in a flurry and hastily struggled free.

If he really takes her hand and leads her in, then it will indeed be unable to explain clearly anymore.

Zhou Jianchen did not coerce her but merely glanced at her before he turned around, “Let’s go.”

The bellboy had already taken the car keys from him and ran to park the car. Seeing this, Liang Yin could only follow.

The Liujin Club is owned by people in the circle. Since there are filming crews here, they will often book dinner parties here and Zhou Jianchen is familiar with this place.

They would naturally meet a lot of people along the way. Zhou Jianchen walked calmly, but Liang Yin was somewhat uneasy.

But whenever she slowed down, Zhou Jianchen would eventually stop and wait for her. His expression was still cold.

When by chance they ran into a few familiar faces in the entertainment industry who happened to come over for dinner together, they were obviously a little surprised to see them and soon greeted them warmly.

Zhou Jianchen was somewhat aloof, but Liang Yin could only respond with a smile.

Those few people invited them to dine together, which Zhou Jianchen rejected coldly.

After they entered the arranged private room, Zhou Jianchen turned around to close the door.

The waiter brought the menu over and asked once they were both seated.

Flipping through, Zhou Jianchen asked, “What do you want to eat?”

Liang Yin wanted to reply that she didn’t want anything, but Zhou Jianchen gave her a look then spoke directly to the waiter, “Let’s have hot pot, the Sichuan style.”

He didn’t order other dishes after saying that as he retracted his gaze and closed the menu before handing it back.

The waiter did not ask either and merely said “Okay” and retreated.

Since he is a regular customer, he naturally knows what they serve here.

Liang Yin looked at Zhou Jianchen with a quivering gaze.

She doesn’t eat spicy food which he ought to know about.

The hot pot was swiftly served, along with a dozen or more dishes, all of which were famous specialties.

The waiter also brought in two bottles of red wine, which he said was from the boss.

Zhou Zuokang is a close friend of the owner here. Since the good friend’s younger brother was here, he naturally had to be courteous. If there wasn’t anyone with him, the boss would have personally come over at this moment.

The waiter then left after the copper stove was set up and the dishes were presented.

Watching the pot gradually boiled up, Zhou Jianchen stood up suddenly and walked to the side to pull open all the drawn curtains.

Outside the windows, facing the street is precisely the dazzling Lake Liujin by the roadside.

The view of Lake Liujin was very beautiful, but once the curtains were drawn back, their whereabouts would be revealed at once.

If someone was hiding in wait, they could be photographed all at once.

Liang Yin wanted to stop him, but Zhou Jianchen had already taken his seat with an indisputable expression.

The red soup on the copper stove was already boiling up. Zhou Jianchen cooked the freshly tender beef and mutton before putting them all in her bowl.

Taking a bite, Liang Yin nevertheless coughed incessantly.

Zhou Jianchen still placed more, as if he simply didn’t take notice at all, seemingly stifled with anger, but he eventually slowed down afterwards. Ultimately, he simply took her bowl and poured a glass of plain boiled water to rinse those cooked beef and mutton before putting those meat in her bowl again.

He was simply tormenting her.

He couldn’t live without tormenting her.

He knows she doesn’t take spicy food ah, not even a wee bit, but he just wanted to torment her.

He couldn’t swallow the anger inside his heart if he didn’t torment her.

Why does he like her so much, why does he like her so much, yet she remains unmoved.

But he still felt distressed after tormenting her.

Zhou Jianchen’s eyes reddened again. It doesn’t matter that she is married, he doesn’t care; it doesn’t matter that he is not good since he can change; but she only likes someone else wholeheartedly, which he really can’t do anything about.

“Is it worth it? He doesn’t even want you anymore, is it worth it to still like him?” He didn’t believe in any of those so-called explosive allegations, but he knew that hers was a grievous divorce.

Her haggardness could be seen in-flight that day.

Lowering her head, Liang Yin was unable to answer.

Zhou Jianchen looked at her like this and felt even more heartbroken.

“Liang Yin, why can’t you like me a little.” Finally, he could only lament as such.

Looking at him, the rims of Liang Yin’s eyes reddened at once, “Zhou Jianchen, I am not worthy of you to do this.”

She is most soft-hearted and unable to bear the sight of others feeling a little sad.

After holding back, Zhou Jianchen’s eyes were still teary. Is it worthy? Not worthy. But what can be done even if it is not worthy, he just simply likes her.

“Liang Yin, do like me once. I don’t ask for much, it’s okay if you just leave me a little space in your heart. Don’t make me feel that I, Zhou Jianchen, can never possibly love a woman in this life.” He spoke with despair in his heart and his voice eventually choked. When he finally reached his hand out, earnest hope was eventually in his eyes.

Looking at him, tears trickled down from Liang Yin’s eyes.

And after a long while, she ultimately reached out her hand too, “En.”