novelraw Chapter 366 - 344 I Don’t Know How to Love Someone
Chapter 366 - 344 I Don’t Know How to Love Someone
"You knew and still went along with me?""I didn’t know at the time, I’m just realizing it now." An’an supported him to sit in the pavilion, and a servant brought over hot tea. "You’re really strange."
Su Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking at her puzzled: "How am I strange?"
"Obviously you like me, but you never said it. You waited for me to come to you. Isn’t that strange? And... we’ve been together for several months now. You’ve never said you like me, and you rarely talk to me. Is that how someone who likes another acts?"
Su Yan put down the teacup, looking into the distance with a melancholic gaze, lowering his eyebrows, he chuckled self-deprecatingly and said: "I don’t know how to love someone, nor am I good at sweet-talking to make you happy. I thought that as long as I gave you everything I could, it would count as love."
An’an looked at him: "You said you wouldn’t sweet-talk!"
"Does this count?"
"What do you think? You say you don’t know how to love someone, then let me teach you."
Su Yan raised an eyebrow, looking at her leisurely.
An’an put on a teaching face and said: "To love someone, the first thing you need to do is say ’I love you’. You can’t keep it in your heart. How would she know if you don’t say it?"
Initially, she was trying to tempt him into saying those three words, but he retorted: "You say it to me first."
"You say it first!"
At this moment, a servant came over and asked: "Sir, madam, can we start making dinner?"
"What time is it?"
"Five thirty."
Su Yan nodded lightly and then asked An’an across from him: "Hungry?"
"A little bit."
Su Yan turned his head to instruct the servant: "Go ahead."
Watching the servant walk away, An’an rested her head on the wooden table and worriedly asked: "Should I go out and find a job? We can’t just stay like this forever. What will we do in the future?"
Su Yan glanced sideways at her: "Are you out of money?"
"I have some, but there’s bound to be a day when it runs out. We can’t just lounge around at home every day."
He reached out and pulled her into his embrace, softly saying: "When I was working, I invested in a few companies. The annual dividends are enough to support you. You can even have a bunch of kids. Don’t worry, I can provide for you."
"We can still have money playing around like this?"
"We are behind-the-scenes shareholders. We just use money to make more money."
"But it’s pretty boring to just idle around every day. How about when you’re feeling better, I’ll go find a space on the street and open a flower shop. We have a lot of land at home, we can grow our own flowers and sell them."
"Not afraid of the hard work? When I get better, you just stay home and have kids."
An’an: "..."
She tilted her head, leaning on his shoulder: "Having kids is fine, but I also want to work. Dudu’s mom also runs a flower shop and has stores in France. I can ask her for advice."
"By the way..." An’an looked up at him as if she remembered something.
"Hmm?"
"Shouldn’t we... go home?"
"To meet your family?"
An’an didn’t hide it from him: "My parents probably have no objections, but my grandmother doesn’t want us to be together. You should mentally prepare before going back; you might get scolded."
"I know."
An’an glanced at his leg. Although he could now barely walk on his own and the injury had left only faint scars, she was still a bit worried: "How about I go back alone in a couple of days and talk to my grandmother? I’ll tell her we’re getting married and see what she says."