Chapter 758: If I don't do well in the future...

Not everyone can carry a life and continue to live happily.
If Gu Jinchen really died because of her, she would not live alive with peace of mind, she would blame herself and feel guilty.
The rest of her life will be painful.
Ji Jinchuan's pupil has a subtle change, raising her hand to caress her chest: "Is this still his position?"
He dared not ask her if she still loves Gu Jinchen, even if it is a little bit.
"Yes." Shen Youran's eyebrows were calm, and she nodded calmly, realizing that Ji Jinchuan's body was stiff, she had to pull away her hand. She suddenly held the hand in front of her chest and met his gaze. The words were spoken slowly and clearly, "but not love, now I love you."
Ji Jinchuan's heart palpitated. He almost forgot that she was in a bad situation before. Gu Jinchen was with her throughout her youth, so even if she doesn't love, there will be a feeling that she can't give up.
He raised his hand to caress the corners of her reddish eyes, fingertips crossed her eyebrows, and sighed in his heart, too much care for himself.
He always thought of letting her belong to herself completely, but forgot to consider it from her perspective.
He looked at her tenderly, and said lowly: "Although I have had a girlfriend before, I was almost passive in that relationship. I have no experience. If I don't do well in the future, you tell me, I change."
Ji Jinchuan has wealth and power, is noble and noble, is out of reach, and is a representative of success and nobility.
She never dared to delusion, and one day this unattainable man suddenly said gently to her: If I don’t do well in the future, you tell me, I will change it.
There were tears flashing under her eyes, and she nodded heavily, tears came out of the corner of her eyes, and held his hand tightly.
Ji Jinchuan slightly hooked his lips, his dark black eyes with a little smile: "Okay, everything has been said, and it will be cold if you don't eat supper."
She sniffed her nose and nodded, "Okay."
Ji Jinchuan led her to the table and saw the things on the table, both of them were dumbfounded.
The bowl of noodles that was just fine has become a tuo, and even the green onions floating on it can no longer be seen.
"I asked the maid to make another bowl." Ji Jinchuan loosened her and walked toward the door with the bowl of noodles.
Shen Youran grabbed his sleeve and took the chopsticks from his hand: "I'm so hungry now, I can't wait, I will eat it."
Even though it was not his own cooking, but also his heart, how could she bear the waste.
Only he would notice how many such minutiae she ate for dinner.
"But..." Ji Jinchuan wanted to stop and saw that she had begun to eat, and when she reached the mouth, she swallowed her throat.
The servant should have fallen asleep at this time. He hadn't been to the kitchen. Although the pasta was simple, he had no experience. Maybe it was not as good as this bowl.
After thinking about it, I had no choice but to grieve her.
Shen Youran sat on the sofa to eat noodles. He took his robe and entered the bathroom. When he came out, a bowl of noodles had been eaten by her.
He frowned slightly: "Eating so much in the evening, I'm not afraid of stomach discomfort."
Shen Youran touched the swollen belly with one hand, and raised in one hand: "Two people are eating."
Ji Jinchuan was amused by her playful words, and it was not appropriate to sleep just after eating, so she chatted with her.