Chapter 518 (2/2)

“Well, what’s your preference?”

“Actually, none whatsoever.”

“Then what was with that gentlemanly goody act, sister Su did not have the heart to reject you.”

“I had to present myself perfectly to imply my lack of interests in her well-being. I satisfy everybody, my parents, and Su Li. A token of respect and courtesy, if you must say. If I cared about her, I would have been nervous and jumpy, you don’t see such composed men on first dates.”

“You are so weird. I never thought that guys like you existed.”

“Maybe, but I think it’s completely normal. I just wanted to pass my time. If it actually ended up with something, I would just go with the flow. Who would my bride be? It doesn’t really matter to me.”

“Even if you wife cheated on you, it wouldn’t matter?”

“Of course not. It depends. Maybe not enough for me to throw a fit, but I won’t just leave it be.”

“That sounds awfully like you not giving a damn. You’re letting others take your life out of your hands.”

“If everyone is happy, why not?”

“That’s boring. How could that life carry any meaning?”

“I think the quintessence of human inheritance is to get a wife and create a new line down the family tree. This world needs people to strive for perfection in everything, creating wonders along their way. It needs people like me, keeping the foundations stable.”

Yi Renjie finished off his sentence by leaving the table for the bill. He apologized to Su Li, saying that they were not meant for each other.

Yi Renjie knew plenty of girls who did not know how to reject a man.

Smart ladies left hints. All he had to do was pick up the memo and make his exit. Everyone would leave the place all the merrier.

Zhao Youyue was right about him being weird. He might be amicable and pleasing to the ladies, but it was all just a facade. His true nature was that of a sadist. Marriage was just a ceremony set upon him by his parents to lengthen the existence of their genealogy. Any healthy female who was capable of bearing offsprings would suffice.

Pretty ladies came to him all the time. He came from a rather decent family, and had a stable career to boot. Ladies often got deceived by such frauds. Beneath his premediated gestures of chivalry, he was a cold machine. Everything he did was for family inheritance.

Thrusting himself into a woman’s body gave him no pleasure. Only two words would ring in his head – “mission accomplished.” The smile on his face was not for himself, but to meet the expectations of others.

Fortunately, such men were truly uncommon. It was a sad, sad existence. He shared more resemblances with a machine than a living being.

Nevertheless, if he keeps these thoughts to himself, he would be the ideal gentleman. He had the mannerisms and demeanor of the ideal husband.