Chapter 14: Interviewing at His Home

Chapter Fourteen: Interviewing at His Home

That night, accompanied by the fierce wind and the pounding rain, Wen Jin did not sleep soundly.

It was probably because of seeing that photo of her back that I dreamed about the scene in the photo that very night.

That was the year before last, the second year she had been with Fu Yanjing.

On Christmas Day, they celebrated together at the hillside villa.

When Wen Jin saw those young masters who could spend money like water again, she was surprised to find that the female companions of each of them had changed.

The one who was on good terms with Fu Yanjing, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked at Wen Jinye with a nonchalant air and asked, "Young Master Fu, is this the same woman you had before?"

The disrespectful words made Wen Jin's face burn instantly.

She felt extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Yanjing merely gave the man a perfunctory kick, saying casually, "Don't talk nonsense here, this is my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" The man found it extremely novel, and asked in a nonchalant tone, right in front of Wen Jinye, "Didn't you say you had no intention of getting involved in a romantic relationship? How come Young Master Fu, who has always been a womanizer, is willing to be bound by a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?"

Fu Yanjing's captivating peach blossom eyes looked beautiful when he smiled, but there was little sincerity in them. "It's just dating, we can't really get married, so what kind of constraint is it?"

The indoor heating was clearly on full blast, and the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly.

But Wen Jin felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She thought of the day they first confessed their feelings.

The cold wind howled and was biting. Wen Jin had finished working overtime at the TV station late at night. Wen Jin was just an intern with no background or experience, and she worked diligently every day without daring to slack off.

She never expected that Fu Yanjing would come to pick her up in person on such a cold day.

The man, dressed in a black woolen overcoat, looked even more aloof and refined. He leaned casually against the door frame, about to light a cigarette, when he saw Wen Jin come out as well. He then turned off his lighter.

Wen Jin's eyes lit up instantly, and she couldn't suppress her excitement. Almost instinctively, she skipped and jumped to Fu Yanjing's side.

Her soft, sweet voice carried a barely perceptible hint of coquettishness as she asked, "Why are you here~"

Even the cold wind seemed to throb.

It wasn't until Wen Jin also nestled into that embrace, which was filled with the faint scent of tobacco and sandalwood, that she belatedly realized that she had overstepped her bounds.

But when I tried to pull away, my waist was gripped by a force that was neither too strong nor too weak.

She looked up, her soft gaze filled with a mixture of admiration and surprise.

Fu Yanjing's deep voice rang in her ear, as if he was certain she would agree, his tone questioning without the slightest fluctuation, "Wen Jinye, do you want to stay by my side?"

"want!"

Her voice was as firm as ever, without any hesitation, yet it trembled slightly upon closer listening: "But Fu Yanjing, can you only date me as your girlfriend?"

In the upper echelons of society, most relationships are detached and chaotic. Even though Wen Jin likes him, she doesn't want to be a third party or a shared object in his relationship.

The slightly cool fingers curled slightly, and a force that was neither too light nor too heavy landed on Wen Jinye's forehead.

He seemed to laugh in exasperation. "Wen Jinye, when did I give you the impression that I would have many girlfriends?"

That day, Wen Jin didn't even know if he was proposing or just waving.

She plunged headlong into the web of love.

After years of unrequited love finally came true, she became cautious, prudent, and tactful.

She fantasized about one day being able to warm Fu Yanjing's heart.

But he overlooked the fact that from the very beginning, he hadn't even opened his eyes to look at himself.

She was indeed Fu Yanjing's only and legitimate girlfriend.

But they are not the most ordinary couple in the world.

Even on the eve of their breakup, Wen Jin walked side by side with Fu Yanjing in his circle for the last time.

In his friends' eyes, she is still the same:

"A junior reporter who has been following Fu Yanjing for three years."

...

Wen Jin felt dizzy and lightheaded after waking up.

After being caught in a storm last night, her voice was a little hoarse when she woke up, but Wen Jin didn't care. She quickly swallowed two anti-inflammatory pills and got up to wash up.

She still needs to polish Fu Yanjing's interview outline.

The wind has subsided considerably compared to last night, but the sky is still over.

The rain fell heavily, and a damp mist swirled in the sky, as if shrouding the city in a dense net.

On a rainy day, everyone in the office was listless.

Xiao Yin has even started tidying up the clutter on her desk, ready to pack up and leave at any time.

When Xiao Yin met Wen Jinye's gaze, she immediately felt guilty and leaned closer to her, tugging at Wen Jinye's arm and shaking it, "Sister Jinye, don't be angry with me."

“I didn’t tell Team Leader Tang on purpose. I don’t want you to be implicated by me and leave the TV station as well.”

Wen Jin glanced at her, but couldn't muster any anger. "Who told you I was leaving?"

She rolled up the interview outline and tapped Xiaoyin on the forehead. "Neither of us needs to leave. This afternoon, you'll come with me to Qiushui Bay to interview... Fu Yanjing."

"I'm lying down—uh..."

Wen Jin also anticipated this and promptly covered Xiao Yin's mouth.

He calmly said, "Shh... the matter has been accomplished in secret."

Xiao Yin took a deep breath and swallowed back her scream, but she couldn't suppress the smugness of having just escaped a close call. "Waaah, Sister Jinye, I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

"That dog is so arrogant because he's bullied by his master!"

"It'll infuriate those two rats in the gutter, Fatty Wang and Lin Zhiying."

Wen Jin smiled helplessly, impressed by Xiao Yin's thought process. "It's one thing to criticize them, but how can you talk about yourself like that?"

She poked Xiaoyin's ticklish spot on her waist. "Alright, hurry up and get ready. We'll finish this quickly this afternoon."

Xiao Yin hissed, "Why does this sound like you're going to kill Fu Yanjing?"

Wen Jin also paused for a moment, though she had considered this possibility.

Love-struck men and women, consumed by love, hate, anger, and infatuation—it's better to just put a knife to their throats.

Three whole years, how come... I haven't been tempted at all?

...

Qiushui Bay is located in the suburbs of Jiangbei City. Nestled against the mountains and beside the water, it boasts a tranquil environment and is a typical affluent area where land is extremely valuable.

Ordinary people struggle for years, desperately trying to settle down in the city center of Jiangbei for the sake of their children and grandchildren and the future, but the upper class is willing to spend a fortune to settle down in the suburbs.

Along the way, Xiao Yin stuck her head out and inhaled deeply, enjoying the fresh air of the green mountains and clear waters after the rain.

Xiao Yin exclaimed loudly, "Ah—the taste of extravagant wealth!"

The driver parked the car in front of the gate of No. 50 Qiushui Bay. Wen Jin also reminded Xiao Yin, "Don't get too carried away, we've arrived."

“Fu Yanjing’s house will only look more corrupt. There should be many inconspicuous antiques that are worth a house in the city center. You have to be careful.”

Based on her understanding of Fu Yanjing, there should be antiques worth millions everywhere inside.

Fu Yanjing said he liked it, but he would just leave such a fragile and expensive thing lying around, and it could appear in any ordinary corner of the house.

They say they don't like it, but after an antique auction, they often light a lantern and carry it home like buying cabbages on the street.

Wen Jin also rang the doorbell.

The iris recognition electronic lock automatically activates the camera to identify people as soon as they approach, transmitting real-time images of the outside into the room.

Xiao Yin was curious and pressed on, asking, "Sister Jinye, how did you know? How could you just leave something so expensive lying around like that?"

Wen Jin also thought of the fireworks over the river that almost lit up half the city; the fireworks fell faster than money was burned.

The grand scale of the event led Wen Jin to believe that Fu Yanjing loved her.

She withdrew her hand from the doorbell and said calmly, "Aren't all people like them the same? Money is just a number to them."

"He only spent money; he may not have put his heart into it."

Clatter—

The door lock is open.

Wen Jin opened the door and met Fu Yanjing's amused gaze.

Wearing a gray casual outfit, he exudes a relaxed and comfortable homey feel.

He gave a meaningful smile, "Does Reporter Wen know me very well?"