"That's enough!" Jiang Zhihao yelled and pushed her away violently.
Zhu Meizhen was pushed to the ground. She knelt and sat there, looking at Jiang Zhihao, with tears in her eyes streaming down uncontrollably.
Jiang Zhihao took a deep breath again and said: "I told you, no! You can because you have no other constraints and can do whatever you want without restraint. But I am different. I have my own wife and children.
The things I will never forget are the reasons why I can’t betray her. Moreover, you don’t have to let me take responsibility, but I must be responsible for your future!”
"Why? Since you don't want me, why are you responsible for my future! Who am I, why should I be responsible!" Zhu Meizhen shouted.
"Because you are my friend, not a stranger." Jiang Zhihao said. He didn't say anything else. He turned around and said softly: "Don't think about this anymore. Take a rest. After a while, you
You will forget all this. Believe me, time can dilute everything, including feelings."
Zhu Meizhen didn't speak, but her crying became weaker.
Even if he didn't look back, Jiang Zhihao could imagine that this girl's expression must be different now than before.
His guess was correct. Before, Zhu Meizhen's face was full of grievances and weakness, but now, when she heard Jiang Zhihao's decisive words, the extra expression on her face had quickly disappeared.
Instead, there was anger and resentment.
When Jiang Zhihao opened the door and left, she shouted from behind: "Jiang Zhihao, you are a bastard!"
Guests passing by looked at Jiang Zhihao curiously.
Jiang Zhihao laughed bitterly, this girl is so obsessed that she is going crazy.
But he can understand Zhu Meizhen, a young girl, who doesn't have that crazy energy?
I think I can sacrifice everything for love.
But as they mature, they realize how childish everything was back then.
Jiang Zhihao really didn't want her to regret what she did today one day in the future.
However, the reason for persuading Zhu Meizhen may not be so solid.
Can time dilute everything?
Maybe it can, maybe it can't.
If so, will my guilt towards Zhong Jiawei be diluted?
Thinking of this possibility, the guilt in Jiang Zhihao's heart skyrocketed.
Returning to his room, Jiang Zhihao opened the door and saw Zhong Jiawei and Lingling sleeping soundly.
The mother and daughter slept so peacefully, and even had smiles on their faces. Maybe they had a good dream.
What could make a mature man feel more proud than this kind of picture?
After kissing Zhong Jiawei and Lingling on their foreheads, Jiang Zhihao quietly left the room and went to sleep in another bedroom.
The next day, Lingling ran to the room early in the morning: "Dad!"
After picking up the girl and tucking her into bed, the father and daughter made a fuss for a while. Zhong Jiawei came over and knocked on the door with a smile, saying: "Stop making trouble, there is a press conference today. Get up and wash up and have breakfast."
The press conference was mainly held for Jiang Zhihao. As the boss of Qingyun Pictures, it was his first time to attend the award ceremony. His films had won many awards, so naturally many people wanted to interview him.
Not to mention the movie, even the legendary story of Jiang Zhihao itself is very attractive.
The more people know him, the more they will understand how amazing this man is.
In just a few years, he has walked a path that others may not have been able to walk in decades. It can be said that he is a miracle in himself.