Chapter 255: She Doesnt Even Love Herself, How Can She Love Someone Else?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After Jin Xuechu finished his first sentence, he added another as an afterthought. Yan Qingsi, Im looking forward to the day that you become my girlfriend.

Jin Xuechu was in love with Yan Qingsi. This woman was special. He was not an old fas.h.i.+oned, conservative person. Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he could tell that Yan Qingsi was also not the person she claimed to be. Instead, people who were like this had hearts that were purer than anyone elses.

Jin Xuechu had suffered Yue Tingfengs plots multiple times but never made a decision to chase Yan Qingsi. The past few times always felt like more of a joke, but this time Jin Xuechu was serious. Using Yue Tingfengs latest plot as an excuse, he had finally made up his mind.

He was going to pursue Yan Qingsi.

Jin Xuechu was the G.o.d of Song. His voice was beautiful, magnetic, and deep. He was very serious about this.

Yan Qingsi laughed. Girlfriend? Are you sure its not friends with benefits?

Jin Xuechu could not help himself. Yan Qingsi Why must you

Yan Qingsi finished his sentence for him. Why must you speak so unscrupulously? But in this world, how can there be such a perfect relations.h.i.+p?

I like you, honestly. My desire to pursue you is sincere even though I also want to use it as an opportunity to take my revenge on that young master. But thats just an excuse to give myself the bravery to say this. You dont know how much courage I had to muster to say what I just did! Jin Xuechu said earnestly.

Yan Qingsi honestly could not see why Jin Xuechu would like her. Truthfully, did a woman like hera complete villaineven deserve love?

We can be friends. This is the most honest and sincere feelings I can give to you. However, to be your girlfriend? Im afraid I cant do that.

Love was the one thing she could not give anyone. She did not even love herself. How could she love someone else?

Jin Xuechu smiled. Its good that you can still speak honestly with me. The fact that youd be able to be friends with me means that at the very least you dont hate me. Whether or not you accept my feelings is your business. Just as whether or not I pursue you is mine. At the end of the day, whether or not you would give me your love is also your business. If I have done everything that I could, and you are entirely unmoved, then Id say that it isnt a problem with you, its a problem with me. I didnt do well enough, and thats why you didnt fall in love with me.

Yan Qingsi sat there for a long while, unmoving. Jin Xuechus words shook her to her core.

This was not the first time someone had confessed their feelings to her but this would be the first time anyone had done so in the way that Jin Xuechu did. I pursue you because I love you, whether or not you accept it has nothing to do with me. This kind of reckless pa.s.sion was most enviable.

Yan Qingsi feared she would never find someone like Jin Xuechu, who was able to allow their warm and impa.s.sioned heart to embrace their feelings so irrevocably.

What are you dreaming about? Miss Mai gave Yan Qingsi a push. She had approached Yan Qingsi and noticed her staring at blank s.p.a.ce, daydreaming.

Jin Xuechu just called me to tell me he wanted to court me.

Oh. Hasnt he always liked you that way?

Yan Qingsi looked up at Miss Mai. Previously it was always just jokingly. This time, hes serious. Do you think he truly understands me if he could love me? Does he know what kind of person I am?

Do you not realize how good you are at seducing people? Yet, youre asking me? In the past, Miss Mai would definitely see this as a good thing, but now, with Young Master Yue prowling in the background, how dare Xue Jinchu?

Does he know that the rumors flying about online about you and him being just a promotional gimmick, is the work of Young Master Yue?

Yan Qingsi sighed. Its because Xue Jinchu knows that he wants to chase me. Yue Tingfeng gave him that determination.