Standing next to him, Zhao Jian's body trembled slightly.

The one who wants to marry?

I'm afraid that someone she would never want to marry in her life, someone who doesn't know how to love, doesn't want to love, and doesn't dare to love, doesn't need to have such a person.

Maybe one day she will get married, but this person must have nothing to do with love, because the combination of interests is always the most solid.

It’s not that she is greedy for profit, but that the combination of benefits only requires the kidney to go through the kidneys. There is no need to be heartless. If you are heartless, you are ruthless. If you are ruthless, you will not hurt your feelings. She will never be as sad as her mother in this life. In the end, love will lead to hatred and end with hatred.

And interests never need to think about so much.

She lowered her head, and the lights falling from her head made people unable to see her face clearly, but she heard a voice that was difficult to distinguish, a little lonely and a little lonely.

"No." she said.

Ji Rufeng looked at her and frowned again, and asked, "Don't you want to get married?"

"I think it's a good time to live alone." If you eat one person, the whole family will not be hungry. There is nothing safer than loving yourself.

The elevator door opened with a "ding" sound, and Zhao Jian walked out first. Ji Rufeng looked at her, her thin spine was straight, like pine and cypress in the cold wind, with iron bones standing proudly, as if there was a force supporting her to fight continuously.

He couldn't help but think of the Zhao Jian he saw after the rain in the southern suburbs a few days ago. Compared with now, she seemed a little fragile at that time, but he inexplicably felt that Zhao Jian at that time seemed to be more pleasing to the eyes.

After entering the door, Zhao Jian poured him a glass of water and let him sit by himself, and entered the room inside. Within two minutes, he carried a bag and placed it next to him.

"This is your clothes."

He glanced in a faint way that the clothes she had worn that day were indeed washed and folded neatly.

After drinking a glass of water, Zhao Jian suddenly asked, "When do you have time?"

"What?"

"I have time this week, Wednesday and Friday. You can also tell me where you want to draw, what you need to use or what you need to cooperate with."

Ji Rufeng then realized that she was talking about being a model.

"I only have one requirement, I hope you don't take it out for exhibitions or auctions." Although she grew up in the open-minded UK, she was not open to let Ji Rufeng take it out for exhibitions for people to visit after painting.

Ji Rufeng's lips moved and finally nodded, "This is natural."

"That's good."

After the words came to an end, the two of them fell silent again. Ji Rufeng remembered Zhao Cheng's words just now and asked again: "Why are you so anxious?"

"I don't like to owe others favors."

Ji Rufeng paused and saw Zhao Jian slowly raised her head, but her eyes were still hanging, looking at the faint ripples in the cup, "Although you and me are not a debt of favor, I don't like to owe others even more when it comes to exchanges of interests."

Ji Rufeng didn't know what to do in an instant. No wonder she acted so calm after running out in the southern suburbs that day. If it were an ordinary girl, it would be normal to rush to scratch him, but she acted so calm after leaving. It turned out that she did not have the shame of an ordinary girl, but regarded this as his reward for her.

For a moment, Ji Rufeng felt uncomfortable.

"actually……"

"If you have anything to communicate, let's talk about it when you draw. It's too late and I want to rest."

Zhao Jian smiled slightly, stood up, and pointed at the direction of the entrance from afar, "Mr. Ji, please be careful on the road."
Chapter completed!