Chapter 145: It turns out she was holding a grudge.

Chapter 145: It Turns Out She Was Holding a Grudge

"Reporter Wen said it wasn't necessary."

As if it were an expected answer, the assistant listened patiently to the brief silence in the gentle current.

"Anything else?"

"I didn't say anything." Feeling that answering the boss's question with just four simple words sounded like an evasive response, the assistant thought about it seriously for a moment.

"Reporter Wen didn't say anything, but the man standing next to her was very polite and said thank you for your kindness."

Although the assistant is methodical and has a single-minded work style, he is not stupid. Even if he is slow to react, he can still sense that reporter Wen has a special feeling for his boss.

Although the emotional entanglement between them was not something an assistant like himself could comment on, he still added his own speculation.

"The man standing next to her seems to be reporter Wen's boyfriend. The two of them were decorating reporter Wen's home together and even repainted the exterior walls."

Time passed second by second.

The wind rustles the leaves.

The long silence almost made the assistant think that Fu Yan had hung up the phone.

Until his low, weary voice rang out again, "From now on, you don't need to report her affairs to me."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, he habitually reviewed every word and sentence he had spoken to his superiors.

Suddenly I felt annoyed at myself for being so talkative.

My boss has already returned to Hong Kong. Even if he goes back to Jiangbei in the future, it will only be for passing through or for inspection.

Even he was left behind at Henderson Land Development and became a resident assistant.

No matter how special reporter Wen is, she and CEO Fu are just casual acquaintances.

That little bit of special treatment meant nothing to the wealthy and powerful young master Fu.

A person as decisive and efficient as him must be someone who never looks back.

He got back into the car. Fu Yanjing had just returned to Hong Kong and had been spinning around like a top all day coordinating work here.

Now that he finally has some time to relax, the assistant takes out his phone and scrolls around shamelessly.

I came across some rumors about Wen Jinye.

He was somewhat taken aback.

Just as I was about to click to find out more, the webpage I was on refreshed automatically and became blank.

The claim that the well-known financial reporter from Jiangbei TV broke up someone else's family is like a hallucination he's having from working overtime.

The assistant wanted to search again, but there was no trace of it on the entire internet.

never mind.

It has nothing to do with him anyway.

Anyway, Fu Yanjing himself said that there was no need to report to him about asking reporters.

The more you say, the more mistakes you make.

*

After the phone call ended, high-energy heavy metal music resumed playing in the private room.

The heavy, dim light swept across Fu Yanjing's eyelids, making his emotions unclear.

This party was supposed to be a welcome dinner for Fu Yanjing, but he wasn't really in the mood.

Zhao Jinming poured Fu Yanjing a glass of wine and handed it to him. As Fu Yanjing's childhood friend, he was the best able to notice Fu Yanjing's unusual behavior.

"Of your three souls and six spirits, which one did you leave behind in Jiangbei?"

Fu Yanjing took the glass of wine, which was mixed in a variety of colors, making it bright and attractive, but it tasted mellow and had no alcoholic flavor.

He suddenly thought of the first time he introduced Wen Jin to his friends.

Everyone was surprised to see him bring a woman out for the first time.

Her flattering tone was very pleasant, "So only someone with such stunning beauty could win over Fu Yanjing!"

But in his heart, he felt that this woman was too rigid and did things in a very conventional way, which was quite boring.

"So many beautiful and passionate women are pursuing you, but you don't even glance at them. So you prefer the plain and unassuming type?"

These were Zhao Jinming's words. He came over and clinked glasses with Fu Yanjing, then watched as the woman he had brought went over to pour wine for Wen Jinye, speaking in a charming and coquettish manner.

"Is this your first time here? Hope to see you again next time. Want some drinks?"

She waved her hand nervously, afraid that she might behave badly while drunk, "No, I can't hold my liquor very well."

Wen Jin's clear yet restrained gaze clearly indicated that she was not one of them.

Zhao Jinming smiled and said, "You seem very innocent, but you can't even drink alcohol. Isn't that a bit boring?"

At that time, Zhao Jinming never expected that Wen Jinye, who was so uninteresting, would stay by Fu Yanjing's side for three years.

That night, Wen Jin simply picked up that colorful soft liquor, but the sweet aftertaste on her tongue made her unable to taste any alcohol, and she thought it was some kind of unique beverage.

She drank one cup after another.

He didn't even know how he got drunk.

When she nestled softly in Fu Yanjing's arms, even her breath was sweet and refreshing.

As I carried her away, a cool night breeze blew, and she suddenly opened her drunken, hazy eyes, as if she had suffered some great injustice.

Does not being able to drink make someone a boring person?

How could Wen Jin be so well-behaved? Even her tone of reproach was coquettish: "The people around you are really indiscriminate."

No wonder she didn't say much in the private room.

Zhao Jinming was curious about her and tried to talk to her a few times, but each time Wen Jin would just pick up her cup and take a few sips, pretending that her mouth was busy.

She only greets people with that gentle, harmless smile.

Zhao Jinming also said that she was shy.

It turns out she was holding a grudge.

Fu Yanjing's originally somber gaze softened.

The restless music with its drumbeats quickly pulled him out of his memories.

Fu Yanjing drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

Silent self-mockery.

He hasn't lost his soul at all.

It's more like someone has possessed him.

A woman who resented and disliked him, yet he inappropriately kept recalling the image of her with his eyes full of longing for him.

It's true that what you can't have is what stirs your heart.

He's just as despicable as any man in the world.

The confusion in his eyes was fleeting, but Fu Yanjing felt agitated again and suddenly couldn't stand being in this brightly lit and bustling place.

*

News articles defaming Wen Jinye were suppressed and taken down across the internet, while videos of He Wanxiang beating up a mistress and those clarifying Wen Jinye's situation were pushed to the top of the trending list.

Xu Xiangbai invested a lot of money.

As for the person who started this, he was currently in his office loudly questioning Xu Xiangbai.

"Xu Xiangbai, what kind of women haven't you been with in your life? Why did you have to fall for An Yu? She whispered something in your ear, and you actually went so far as to make things difficult for me for her sake?"

Xu Xiangbai felt that He Jiayu's angry remark was entirely flawed.

"What do you mean by 'stumble'? I don't have those kinds of feelings for her; she's got a terrible temper."

Xu Xiangbai felt the red swelling on his forehead start to throb again. "I like the kind of person who understands you, so stop talking nonsense."

"Then why are you now ordering me to issue an apology statement?"

At this moment, Xu Xiangbai truly felt that He Jiayu's brain was full of shit, and he laughed in anger.

"He Jiayu, I've been tolerant of you out of neighborly affection, but do you really think I'm stupid? You've disliked Reporter Wen for a long time now. I don't believe such distorted entertainment news could generate traffic without backing from capital. And you're adding fuel to the fire by commenting and liking at this critical juncture. Could your scheme be any more blatant?"

"You're targeting Reporter Wen just for A-Jing's sake. A-Jing treats her differently; they had a three-year relationship. Do you think it's in crisis? Do you think this is some childish game of fighting for affection? Whether Reporter Wen is there or not, it doesn't affect A-Jing's dislike of you."

"Have you considered the consequences if A-Jing finds out about your blatant slander of Wen Jinye?"