Harbor Spring Tide

(The score has just been released, it will rise.) Yan Jing Fu comes from a top aristocratic family in Hong Kong, possessing hundreds of billions in assets, and is the unofficial master of the city....

Chapter 119: Wen Jinye, you have this side to you too.

Chapter 119: Wen Jinye, you have this side to you too.

Chapter 119: Wen Jinye, you have this side to you too.

Qin Zheng and Xiao Yin left one after the other, and the police station returned to silence once again.

Wen Jin sat on the bench, her mind wandering uncontrollably.

Who is it?

Fu Yanjing's name flashed through my mind quickly.

But Wen Jin also passed on it almost in that fleeting moment.

Even if he had incredible connections, he wouldn't bother installing surveillance cameras on himself. Besides, Fu Yanjing had already blocked Wen Jin.

She had absolutely no clue.

Wen Jin was busy all day today, and then this happened, leaving her physically and mentally exhausted.

She sat on the cold chair, her face resting on her hand, and lost consciousness in just a few moments.

The air flowed quietly.

Wen Jin's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

This sleeping position was extremely uncomfortable, and she couldn't sleep soundly.

The pale arm that was supporting her face swayed slightly, and it looked like she was about to give way. Wen Jin tilted her head and was about to fall to one side.

A warm hand steadily supported her face, which had lost its support.

He was enveloped in the cool, early autumn night air, the scent of sandalwood lingering in the air.

Wen Jin was also startled by this unexpected turn of events, and her drowsiness vanished instantly.

She slowly opened her eyes, her thick eyelashes brushing against Fu Yanjing's fingertips.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

"you--"

Wen Jin wanted to ask him why he came, but the words seemed superfluous.

He came, of course, to bail her out.

But how did he find out?

And why did they come?

Her skin was so smooth that a faint blush appeared where her palm had rested.

Fu Yanjing gently stroked it with his fingertips.

Wen Jin was also startled, straightened up, and awkwardly wiped her face with her hand.

Fu Yanjing stepped past her and walked up to the policeman, his voice low and mellow, "Where do I sign?"

The policeman respectfully handed the pen to Fu Yanjing with both hands, saying, "Mr. Fu, here."

Wen Jin glanced at that figure out of the corner of her eye, her thoughts still unsettled.

be terribly upset.

She could only hang her head, nervously twisting and turning the hem of her clothes with both hands.

Until a shadow fell over him.

"Are you not leaving because you plan to spend the night here?"

Wen Jin remained with her head down, only stopping the way she was clutching her clothes. "Thank you for coming to bail me out tonight."

She said in a low voice, "I can go back by myself."

Fu Yanjing simply looked down at her without saying a word.

Instead, he leaned over, grabbed Wen Jin's crumpled and dirty bag, and walked towards the door.

"Hey—you..."

Helpless, Wen Jin picked up her worn-out high heels and chased after the figure barefoot.

The weight in her bag was unusual.

Fu Yanjing stopped in his tracks, opened the door, and saw half a brick.

Wen Jin kept her head down as she walked, the shadow of her scratched foot forcing her to keep her eyes on the ground for any threats to her safety, and she didn't notice when the man in front of her stopped.

Until the tip of his hair pushed against his hard back.

Her toes curled up instantly.

Fu Yanjing turned around, looked at the brick he was holding, and then at the broken high heel that Wen Jinye was holding between her fingers.

He smiled enigmatically, "Wen Jinye, you have this side to you too."

It sounds like sarcasm.

But his smiling voice inexplicably carried a sense of encouragement, like indulgent pampering.

This tone instantly transported Wen Jin back to many years ago, to when her father was still alive.

She got into a fight with one of the naughty boys in her class. The boy pushed her to the ground, looked down at her, and made faces at her, saying, "Hehehe, so what if I bully you?"

Without hesitation, she got up, grabbed the boy's arm, and bit down.

A clear row of teeth marks remained on it.

The little boy's cries almost pierced the roof, and unsurprisingly, their parents were called in.

The boy's mother persisted, "He just accidentally pushed your daughter. What malice could there be in a playful fight between children? Your daughter, on the other hand..."

The woman grabbed the boy's arm and pulled him close to Wen Jinye's father, saying, "Look, look at what my son bit!"

Little Wen Jin hesitated, glancing cautiously at her father, and explained, "He wasn't joking with me, he was just bullying me."

Dad knelt down and stroked Wen Jinye's face, smiling gently.

Even her tone was full of pride, "Look, look, my precious daughter's teeth are so straight."

She was quite spoiled as a child, growing up under her parents' wings and unaware of the ways of the world.

Until parents leave—

She witnessed the coldness of human relationships and the fickleness of human nature; she saw the cruelty of this world.

Wen Jin also gripped her high heels tightly; she hadn't acted impulsively for many years.

Because no one is there to back her up anymore, she has to carefully consider the risks and consequences before doing anything.

When she was with Fu Yanjing, she was also afraid that she might do something that would make him hate her.

She had simply liked him a lot in the past, and was fond of the warmth of his body, but it seems she never truly relied on him.

Wen Jin replied with a hint of nonchalance, "Yes, I have this side to me too."

Fu Yanjing glanced at her bare feet. "Not bad, not a complete loss."

Fu Yanjing's car was parked in the police station's courtyard, the black Bentley with its headlights on.

Seeing that Fu Yanjing was standing still at the door, the driver tactfully drove the car over.

Wen Jin also raised her hand to take her bag, "I don't need you to take me home, I can go home by myself."

He acted as if he hadn't heard anything, letting the driver open the car door. He bent down and got in, throwing Wen Jinye's bag inside as well.

They did leave the bricks outside, though.

"It's also a way of contributing to the police station."

Fu Yanjing looked at Wen Jinye with a calm expression. "As an ordinary temporary resident, I am grateful for reporter Wen's contribution."

Give me back my bag.

The man crossed his legs, peered through the open car door at Wen Jinye, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"If you want it, come and get it yourself."

The bag contained all her identification documents, including her work ID.

Wen Jin also looked back at the police station lobby, which was as bright as day, and then at the man sitting leisurely in the car.

"Fu Yanjing, are you robbing me?"

He politely extended his hand, saying, "If you want to call the police, turn around."

His gaze then fell on Wen Jinye's other unbroken high heel. "Or are you planning to leave this one for me?"

She really had the urge to throw her high heels in his face, but in the end, she resigned herself to her fate and got into the car.

The car was very quiet.

Fu Yanjing seemed to have no purpose, leaning back in the parking space as if dozing off.

His appearance seemed as simple as passing by, and his bail out of Wen Jin was merely a matter of convenience.

The dimly lit car interior was cramped, with even the air circulation being slow.

Wen Jin also turned her head to look at the street scene outside the window, which was like a shooting star, and the neon lights flashed across her face.

He probably felt stuffy too, because the car window rolled down halfway without warning, and a refreshing breeze suddenly blew in.

The wind blew away Wen Jinye's voice as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Fu Yanjing, why did you come?"

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A note from the author:

Extra chapter! Extra chapter! Come praise me loudly!!

Writing until late at night feels like my brain has been hollowed out.

Let me also share some of my thoughts.

I feel the pacing is quite fast; this story is more about delicate emotions than plot.

As you can see from the current plot, it's all intertwined with the changing feelings between the male and female leads.

The groundwork has been laid; the turning point is approaching.

To make it less painful for everyone to keep up with the updates, I plan to add more updates every day when the turning point in the relationship between the male and female leads is their separation.

So wait for me, trust me.