My American magical life
Chapter 623 - 623 105 Choices_5

623: Chapter 105: Choices_5 623: Chapter 105: Choices_5 “Shouldn’t we, like, kiss now?”

CEO Cheng didn’t speak.

He didn’t want to talk anymore.

Instead, he stood up to pour himself a glass of wine, even adding two ice cubes.

As Cheng Daqi returned with his drink in hand, Zhao Hongjin asked nervously.

“Daqi, was I too silly just now, and did it make you feel uncomfortable?”

Cheng Daqi was her lover, she was thrilled by CEO Cheng, she was just a bit clumsy.

Although she had seen a lot of romantic literature and soap operas, Little Zhao had never practiced them.

Her straightforwardness was only a result of being talkative—after all, she ran four short video accounts, so it was normal for her to be a novice in reality.

“No, Ah Zhao, well, how do I put it, my thoughts are too erratic, which has helped me accomplish a lot, but sometimes it also becomes a source of torment for me.”

CEO Cheng lay down on Little Zhao’s lap again, took Zhao Hongjin’s small hands into his, treated the variety show as background noise, and quietly spoke his heart out.

“I’m afraid that my love for you is just selfish possessiveness.

Do you remember the night I confessed to you?

At that time, I felt like I was gradually unable to turn back, like walking into darkness with no way out.

It was so dark.

Actually, I was a bit scared; well, I was very scared.

Acknowledging weakness sometimes requires even more courage.”

From that perspective, I greatly admire Mi’er, she…”

“Don’t bring her up!”

Zhao Hongjin pinched CEO Cheng’s hand, muttering discontentedly.

She was a bit annoyed with Cheng Daqi; he had been so touching that she was about to cry, but then he suddenly mentioned Temir, infuriating her to the point of wanting to strangle Cheng Daqi.

Heartless scoundrel!

“For Brother Sun, for you, for Mi’…

for others including the employees, I have to be exceptionally tough.

I have to make decisions amidst complex choices.

I have to cooperate with bastards like Gru.

I have to drive an electric car headlong into all obstacles in my path.

Ah Zhao, can you feel my heartbeat?”

Zhao Hongjin’s eyes were red as she nodded.

CEO Cheng pulled her hand to his chest.

Through the fabric of his clothes, she could feel Cheng Daqi’s heartbeat.

“See, I’m also human, bearing so many expectations, including my own.

It’s heavy.

Really heavy; I’m under a lot of pressure.

I’m sorry, my dear, I’m at a loss for words, but it seems there are few words appropriate to describe these things.

I just want to grasp at you, this straw, before I’m completely submerged, hoping to hold on.”

Holding CEO Cheng’s large hands, Zhao Hongjin seemed not to hear what he was saying, just holding on without speaking.

“Ah Zhao, I greedily hope to see my ideals fulfilled, so I chose the comforting mediocrity.

Look, what a curious relationship.”

“Just like our relationship, I feel myself gradually entering the dark, a path whose end I can’t control.

I have little to wager on, I can’t afford to lose.

Thus, I’m hanging on to you, just like now.

The reason, well, I think I’ve said it all, so, just now I realized…”

Zhao Hongjin quickly covered Cheng Daqi’s mouth with her hand and muffled her response.

“Stop talking!”

CEO Cheng didn’t resist, only looked at Zhao Hongjin’s comically endearing double chin and murmured.

“Mm-mm, mmmm.”

Ah Zhao, I love you so.

“Can’t we stop talking about all this stuff in the future, not talk about Gru, not talk about Achilles, not talk about Riel, just date like a normal couple, work, stop discussing those things, can we?”

The thing Zhao Hongjin said made no sense, but CEO Cheng was smart like her, and he understood.

I love you, so principles, reasons, and costs don’t matter.

If ahead lies Hell itself, I’ll go there with you, even if you truly become a demon, together.

The only thing Zhao Hongjin requested was that Cheng Daqi stop telling her about any bad things he had done.

In the end, CEO Cheng wasn’t a selfish person.

He was greedy but principled, ruthless yet possessed a genuine grand love—at least that’s what he believed.

He imbued his cause with justice.

He operated in the shadows but firmly believed that one day he would win.

He wanted to win by any means necessary, yet his heart was ultimately made of flesh, not stone.

Pushing away Zhao Hongjin’s hand, CEO Cheng looked at Little Zhao, seemed ready to speak, but then stopped.

Zhao Hongjin appeared to realize what Cheng Daqi wanted to say.

In horror, she shook her head and then tried to cover CEO Cheng’s mouth again, but he pushed her hand away once more.

“You’re only nineteen years old, you’ve got plenty of youth left, you haven’t really explored this world, I can’t drag you down.”

CEO Cheng’s words were absurd and stupid, Zhao Hongjin angrily retorted.

“You’re so great, if you want to be with me, you’re with me, if you want to break up, you find a reason to break up.

Cheng Daqi, you think you’re the hero, the great man, hence you put on this act like you don’t want to burden me.

You’re so grand, so generous, so tragic—A Tragic Hero: ‘My beloved, I have a grand ideal, I’ve chosen the ideal to face the enemy’s cavalry, I don’t want to drag you down so I must leave you.’

My God, you’re truly amazing, brother.

But what do you take me for?

What do you take me for?

You consider yourself a smart and powerful hero, does that make me a Lin Daiyu who only knows how to cry?

What gives you the right to take me so lightly, to belittle my courage and my feelings for you?

Speak up, Mr.

Hero, Mr.

Great Man, by what right do you take me so lightly?”

“I haven’t taken you lightly, Ah Zhao, I was wrong about this.

Let’s just leave it at that, I need to get back to work.”

Having said his piece, Cheng Daqi stood up to leave.

Zhao Hongjin wasn’t in a hurry; she simply stated coldly.

“Brother, so after all your sincerity, it comes down to I was wrong?”

CEO Cheng paused for a moment as he left, not looking back.

“Yes, I’ve made many mistakes, so I don’t dare to err further.

Continuing to muddle through in error won’t do, sorry, I prefer the secure choice of mediocrity.”