Chapter 181: Blocked Again

Chapter 181: Blocked Again

To celebrate Wen Jinye's successful job transition and return, An Yu declared that she would take Wen Jinye out for hot pot.

Hearing An Yu's impatient tone on the phone, Wen Jin understood everything. "Eat whatever you want, but you're using me as a shield. Don't you care about your figure anymore?"

An Yu realized that Wen Jin had already sided with her agent since the last time.

Although she has been eating a lot lately, and her face looks a bit fuller on camera, her stomach hasn't shrunk at all!

An Yu seemed to have anticipated Wen Jinye's words, and spoke with conviction:

“This time it’s different. I’ll take you to eat authentic Yunnan mushroom hot pot. The owner is a very famous producer in our industry. It’s all about connections. A lot of people in the industry have gone, so we’ll go and support him too.”

"Moreover, the head chef is a native of Yunnan, and all the ingredients are air-freighted from Yunnan."

"You know mushrooms, right? They're good for your health. I've already asked the doctor, and eating these won't make you fat."

Wen Jin was also skeptical, "Don't you rarely go to the hospital? Which doctor did you ask?"

An Yu mumbled, "My cousin who's a doctor."

Wen Jin isn't exactly a clever and shrewd person, but she's not stupid either.

At least my memory isn't that bad.

"Forensic doctors know about these things too?"

An Yu: "Stop talking, my dear, I'm already at your doorstep."

Immediately afterwards, a knocking sound came from the doorway.

Wen Jin also sighed; it was indeed very much in line with An Yu's style of doing things.

They crave whatever they want to eat and can't wait to put it in their mouths the next second; they want to do something and take immediate action.

She wasn't calling to schedule a time for Wen Jinye, but rather to tell her to come downstairs immediately.

Wen Jin put down the kitten in her arms, jumped off the sofa barefoot, and opened the door for An Yu.

An Yu hid her hands behind her back and slowly pulled out a yellow rose. "Hey~ beautiful, let's go on a date."

Wen Jin is happy to cooperate with any performance, big or small, anytime, anywhere.

He folded his hands and said disdainfully, "Just one? That's too stingy! You know, love without material support is like a pile of loose sand."

"Isn't it true that material things without love are purer?"

An Yu stuffed the flowers into Wen Jinye's hand, saying, "I'm just offering you these flowers as a gift, so don't be picky. Just give in to me."

"Where did you borrow it from?"

An Yu: "At your doorstep."

So we'll just use what we have on hand.

There was also a yellow rose at the door yesterday. Wen Jin didn't think much of it, assuming it was a gift from Xunxun.

After all, Xunxun used to give Wen Jinye flowers.

Chiu Chiu especially liked the smell, so Wen Jin brought it in for Chiu Chiu.

I didn't expect there would be another one today.

An Yu walked in, also a little puzzled, "Who sent these flowers? Is another little bastard chasing after you?"

She thought about it seriously, like a Sherlock Holmes, "That doesn't quite make sense either. Who would use yellow roses to woo someone?"

After all, the meaning of yellow roses is either breaking up and saying goodbye, or apologizing for love.

The meaning isn't particularly auspicious, but it is undeniably beautiful.

An Yu stroked her chin and concluded, "Could he be a clueless young man who doesn't understand love?"

Wen Jin also happened to go to the balcony to water the flowers.

Hearing An Yu's words, he nodded in agreement.

An Yu's eyes lit up instantly, "A young heartthrob?"

Wen Jin also thought about it carefully, "...does that count?"

This immediately piqued An Yu's interest. "Who is it? What does it look like? Is it handsome?!"

Wen Jin also pointed downstairs, "It's over there!"

An Yu rushed onto the balcony like a gust of wind.

Look down.

Xunxun was squatting there at the bubble machine.

An Yu:......

The kitten either got hungry again or sensed that there were strangers in the house.

Suddenly, it started meowing in its little nest next to the sofa.

This tiny gadget, no bigger than the palm of your hand, is destined to melt people's hearts no matter what it does.

An Yu covered her mouth, not daring to scream loudly, but her excitement was expressed through her actions of patting Wen Jinye.

I don't know where she learned Iron Palm, but it turns out that she not only hurts others, but also kills her own people.

Wen Jin grunted twice, "If you want to change to the eldest daughter of the principal wife, you don't have to resort to violent methods to silence her, do you think?"

An Yu: "Sorry, I got a little carried away."

Her voice instantly tightened, "When are you having a new baby? He's so cute!"

Wen Jin also said, "I found it in the flower bushes a few days ago when it was raining. I guess the mother cat was in a car accident."

"Have you chosen a name yet? What's it called?"

Wen Jin shook her head, "Not yet."

The kitten was still too young, and after getting caught in the rain, Wen Jin was always worried it would get sick. Fortunately, a check-up at the vet showed it was perfectly healthy.

People online say that children with humble names are easier to raise.

Wen Jin really couldn't figure it out, but she firmly believed that "if you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't," so she kept calling out "Xiao Mi Xiao Mi."

In addition, after Fu Yanjing stirred things up that day, Wen Jin let the matter drop.

While lying on the ground to observe the kitten from every angle, An Yu casually asked, "Why aren't you getting up? They say that small animals should be given a surname so that they can be your family in the next life."

For example, the pet certificate for Chiu Chiu always says "Wen Chiu Chiu".

Wen Jin looked at the meowing kitten, then at An Yu, who didn't dare to touch the cat even with a single finger.

It naturally reminded me of that scoundrel of a man who would fight over the kitten's ownership one minute, claiming it was his own, and then cling to it and refuse to let it go the next.

How can someone be so fickle?

Subconsciously, she tugged at the corner of her lips, "Fighting for custody."

*

Meanwhile, in the Henderson Tower office.

The man who was trying to fight for custody was sitting on a leather sofa in his office, staring intently at his phone screen.

The WeChat Moments he had scrolled through eight hundred times in three days had become desolate once again.

Unsurprisingly, he's been blacklisted again.

Based on the last time I checked her WeChat Moments, it was probably last night.

Is she angry?

When the assistant knocked on the door and came in, he was greeted by his boss's gloomy expression.

hiss.

Winter has arrived in Jiangbei.

He placed the documents on the edge of his desk and said cautiously, "Boss, these need your signature."

Fu Yanjing didn't even glance at it, his expression remaining fixed on his phone. "How's the matter I asked you to handle?"

"It's done."

After saying that, Dong Qi placed a bunch of keys on the document.

The man's eyelids drooped slightly, and his cold expression finally dissipated somewhat due to the slight curve of his lips.

He stretched out a hand with distinct knuckles, tapping the table with his fingertips, "Phone."

The assistant looked bewildered: "Isn't your phone in your hand?"

"your."

The assistant didn't understand but did as instructed, completely bewildered.

But then he saw his boss skillfully open WeChat, enter a phone number, and smoothly click "add".

Then, with a nonchalant gaze, he fell on him and began to question him in a sanctimonious manner: "You've coordinated with Reporter Wen for so many interviews and work, why haven't you added her on WeChat?"