Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 964 - 963: Let Me Speak My Heart Out

Regarding this matter, Chu Ge already felt quite puzzled, and after Qin Ruoying spoke those words to him this morning, he became even more perplexed. If it's not because of a misunderstanding, then what could it be?Qin Ruojing thought for a moment and nodded.

"Alright, at this point, I've come to terms with many things, and there's nothing I can't say anymore. Actually... except for the initial moment when I caught you at the airport and got really angry, it didn't take me long to calm down."

Chu Ge was startled, "You mean... you stopped being angry with me a long time ago and believed that there was nothing between Chu Shiyao and me?"

"How should I put it, it's not entirely like that. It was that day when I came home and found you and Chu Shiyao both there that I truly believed your words. Otherwise, why would you both make a point to come home? Also... during the days you were unconscious, I had some interactions with that Chu Shiyao. Sometimes, she's really quite... you know what I mean, right?"

Chu Ge chuckled helplessly; he certainly understood what Qin Ruojing was implying. In essence, it's that Chu Shiyao is sometimes endearingly silly or a bit foolish.

"Then you..."

Qin Ruojing raised her hand, signaling Chu Ge to listen first. Chu Ge swallowed his unfinished words, and Qin Ruojing continued speaking.

"I know you might not understand, since I already believed you, why I was still so cold toward you. Honestly, it wasn't because I was doubting whether I should be with you or not. The most crucial thing is, I... I feel that I am..."

Qin Ruojing bit her lip, took a deep breath, and then laughed at herself, "I feel so insignificant."

"Insignificant?" Chu Ge's eyes flickered with astonishment, and his brows furrowed, "How could you think that way?"

"Isn't it true?" Qin Ruojing's face bore even more self-mockery, "Look at the women around you. I won't say much about He Qing; even though the He Family is under a shadow, it still can't hide her dazzling brilliance. Mu Lingshan is the granddaughter of the provincial party secretary. Mu Xiaoting is the daughter of the provincial party secretary. Even that Chu Shiyao is the granddaughter of the former chairman of the Tiancheng Group."

"And me, Qin Ruojing, the chairman of the Tianjiao Group. This title might sound weighty in this small city of Lidu, but compared to those women, what does it even matter? Am I not insignificant?"

Qin Ruojing pointed her right index finger at her heart, her expression filled with desolation, and flashed a smile that made Chu Ge's heart ache.

"Tianjiao Group, Tiancheng Group, they both start with 'Tian,' but without belittling myself, Tianjiao Group compared to Tiancheng Group is like a joke. The name 'Tianjiao' itself is ridiculously arrogant."

"Why would you think like that? The scale of Tiancheng Group, what does it have to do with us?"

"Of course it does." Qin Ruojing replied firmly with a serious expression, "Maybe, mind you, I said maybe, maybe you don't have much thought toward Chu Shiyao, but can you guarantee that your former neighbor, the beautiful nurse next door, Miss Chu Shiyao, has no thoughts about you?"

Chu Ge remained silent, not because he was self-righteous, but such things are hard to say, and he couldn't guarantee it.

"Clearly, even disregarding your personal situation, just this point, you can't confidently refute me, right?"

"A few days ago, when Tianqing Company was in trouble, I thought I could be of some use, thought I could do something for you, but the reality? I couldn't do anything. I was like... no, I was a joke. Those leaders I usually befriended either avoided me like the plague or treated me like air."

"Then, the issue seemed to resolve mysteriously, but was it really that mysterious?"

Qin Ruojing gently shook her head.

"Chu Ge, I'm not a fool. I have no doubt that someone certainly helped with this matter; maybe it was He Qing, maybe those two Mu ladies, maybe Chu Shiyao, or perhaps all of them; maybe even people I don't know got involved."

"And then, this matter, which was like climbing a mountain to me, they said it was resolved just like that. Chu Ge, you tell me, compared to them, how could I not feel pitifully insignificant?"

Qin Ruojing sighed, a sense of deep powerlessness and grievance quietly permeating the air, mingling with the smell of disinfectant.

Chu Ge felt a pang of soreness in his heart; he never knew that in the heart of Qin Ruojing, who always seemed so strong and confident, there were thoughts like this. He never hated his own dullness more than he did now; he was such an idiot!

"Wife, I..."

"Let me talk first, okay?"

Qin Ruojing's voice was calm, her tone gentle yet indisputable.

Though Chu Ge wanted to gently comfort Qin Ruojing, he hesitated for a moment and finally nodded lightly.

"Thank you." Qin Ruojing flashed a gentle smile, tracing her fingers over Chu Ge's lips before continuing softly.

"You... should still remember back then, when you wanted to tell me about your past, right?"

"Yes, I remember."

"At that time, you said you were once part of a very special organization, but I didn't let you continue, and I got mad, accusing you of telling a bizarre story just to placate me."

"Actually... I quickly believed what you said back then. Otherwise, many things couldn't be explained. Even if you tried your best to hide your abilities, I'm not blind or dumb. After being with you for so long and witnessing so many incredible things, how could I not see that you are not an ordinary person?"

"However, I never asked about it again, especially after realizing I had feelings for you, realizing I couldn't easily live without you. I didn't want to ask further."

"Because I'm really not confident, I didn't want to know how big the gap was between us. I wanted to convince myself that you and I belong in the same world."

"Yet, the facts slowly proved that you might be even more... how should I say, perhaps even more extraordinary than I imagined. I tried hard to imagine what your past life was like, but I couldn't. I couldn't think of it even if I broke my head, so I wavered, and I kept wavering."

"I don't know if I should be with you. Again and again, I asked myself, if I insist on being with you, as your wife, the woman you might have chosen seriously or not, what can I do for you?"

Qin Ruojing pinched her eyebrows, "I'm sorry, I'm a bit incoherent, but these thoughts have been weighing on me for too long. I believe you can understand, right? Let me speak my mind this time."

"Still long ago, when you first visited my house, I remember you seemed a bit puzzled. If I guessed right, you were probably wondering why I lived in such a place. Considering my financial means, buying a bigger, nicer house shouldn't be difficult."

"Back then, you also noticed a photo, a picture of me, Ruoying, and Du Lin together. You asked why I worked so hard to make so much money."

"I'll tell you the real reason now: it was for Du Lin. She was Ruoying and I's best friend. When I became fortunate, with a lot of funds hoping to establish a career, she wished I would start a film and TV company, to use what she wrote as scripts and turn them into shows appreciated by audiences."

"But I didn't do that. I didn't want to take risks. I felt that if I, as an outsider, rashly tried an unfamiliar industry, I would likely fail completely, losing everything. If I were to try, it should be after I had enough capital and preconditions."

"Because of this, a rift appeared in our friendship. Although she never argued or forced me, and instead supported me, I could tell she was very disappointed and downcast. Maybe as a literary youth, she was more emotionally fragile..."

"I saw all this, but I felt I wasn't wrong. During that time, I threw myself into work, and contact with Du Lin lessened. My company grew bigger, my wealth increased, and I felt unprecedented satisfaction, seeing it as a tremendous success."

"Meanwhile, Du Lin's life turned extremely bad. Her writings faced rejection everywhere. With no places accepting her works, she had no income. She didn't want to ask her parents for help, always telling others she was doing fine, and even I, her best friend... believed she was truly alright."

"Later, Du Lin got sick, a kind of depression. She grew unwilling to speak to anyone, lost her appetite, and needed heavy medication to sleep. She kept writing desperately, but results didn't improve. Her submissions were still met with rejection, rejection, rejection."

"Du Lin couldn't hold on much longer. One day she finally reached out to me, giving me a manuscript, hoping I would turn it into a script. I didn't take it seriously at the time and even said things I regret greatly."

As Qin Ruojing spoke, tears unknowingly welled up in her eyes.