Chapter 261: The Necklace

Chapter 261: The Necklace

He didn't come here specifically to arrest her, did he?

What kind of miserable fate awaits us if we are caught by him?

Shen Jinzhao suddenly pulled away from his embrace.

The strap that was hooked by his brooch was pulled apart by the sudden force.

The mask was about to fall off.

The panic in her eyes was clearly reflected in her pupils.

Zhao Jinming was completely bewildered.

While my face may not be universally loved, it's not scary either, is it?

Are you alright? Are you okay?

A clear, crisp voice lingered in my ears.

Shen Jinzhao calmed down a bit and belatedly realized what was happening from Zhao Jinming's calm and indifferent face.

The other person probably didn't recognize her.

Don't panic, don't panic.

Sinking today.

What kind of grand scene haven't you seen?

She comforted herself in her heart.

He held tightly to the swaying mask.

He lowered his head and was about to leave.

Zhao Jinming considers himself a gentleman.

Knowing she hadn't gained anything and that staying any longer would only make her a laughingstock, the woman in the leopard-print dress turned and left angrily.

This has unwittingly brought disaster upon the dance floor queen.

Zhao Jinming looked at her with her head lowered, revealing her snow-white neck. Her cervical vertebrae looked particularly strong. The dim light swept across her, making the light red birthmark on her skin look like a colorful cloud burning on the horizon at dusk in autumn.

Zhao Jinming thought she had lost something.

The helpful person said, "What did you lose? I'll help you find it."

I don't qualify.

Chen Jinchao wanted to cry but had no tears.

What was he looking for for her? Was he trying to pick a fight?

She dared not speak.

It's unclear how much Zhao Jinming knows about his runaway fiancée; she's kept her hidden for so long, she doesn't want to leave any trace.

He shook his head vigorously, charging forward relentlessly.

Zhao Jinming looked puzzled.

Are you hiding from someone?

Shen Jinzhao: !!!

This time, I was completely panicked.

The customers who had ordered drinks earlier finally left.

Like a little wild beast, Shen Jinzhao shoved Zhao Jinming aside and rushed out.

Zhao Jinming watched her flee in a panic.

The cigarette, held between my fingers, spontaneously combusted and went out without me noticing.

He casually shoved the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the bar.

The female DJ that Xie Ting and the others praised so highly, could she be mute?

Shen Jinzhao had no idea whether Zhao Jinming had caught up with them or whether he had noticed anything amiss.

I don't even dare to reply to the back-end system.

He kept running towards the door.

There was a lot of people and everyone was in a panic.

As I ran to the stairwell, I bumped into someone who happened to be coming from there.

Warm and fragrant, soft and delicate.

Her voice was soft as she held Shen Jinzhao's arms with both hands. "Are you alright?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Shen Jinzhao's heart was still pounding with anxiety. She knew it was her recklessness; she had run too fast.

She patted her chest and took a deep breath.

The mask fell off at this moment.

"I bumped into you first, are you alright?"

Their eyes met.

There was surprise in both of their beautiful eyes.

"It's you—"

"you--"

Shen Jinzhao never expected that he would run into the beautiful woman he had met once at the airport in Jiangbei, a place he was completely unfamiliar with.

The woman who lent her phone.

For Shen Jinzhao, who was hiding from the Shen family, this suddenly gave him the feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

What are you doing in Jiangbei?

Wen Jin bent down and picked up her mask.

"My hometown is in Jiangbei. Are you too?"

"No, no, no? I..."

Thinking back to the last time at the airport, she assumed it was just a chance encounter, so she wasn't too wary of Wen Jinye when she spoke.

Shen Jinzhao hesitated for a moment, then lowered her voice, "You should know that I ran away from my arranged marriage, right? I came here to hide from men."

A moment of impulsiveness brings temporary pleasure, but constant impulsiveness brings lasting pleasure.

Although life was a bit rough.

But she was unwilling to be a pawn for the Shen family to curry favor with.

If it weren't for that embarrassing incident, which she feared would affect her maternal family, Shen Jinzhao wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

"It's great to see you again. I also want to thank you for lending me your phone at the airport last time. I don't have any friends in Jiangbei, and I don't know when they'll disappear again."

Shen Jinzhao took out his phone. "Can I add you as a contact? Let's meet up sometime."

Wen Jin nodded as well.

After scanning Chen Jinzhao's QR code, he said, "My name is Wen Jinye."

"Uh... my name is Shen Mingxi."

After adding each other as friends, Shen Jinzhao quickly put on her mask, fastened it haphazardly, and said, "I'm leaving now, see you next time~"

Busy and energetic.

It was like avoiding a plague.

Wen Jin didn't think much of it, found the location of the private room that Fu Yanjing had sent her, and walked inside.

However, he had only taken two steps.

"Thud—"

A metal chain fell to the ground at my feet.

A round pendant, about the size of a coin, with three letters engraved on it.

Wen Jin also rubbed his fingertips together.

This is……

Did Shen Mingxi drop it?

Wen Jin also took the necklace and chased after her, but Shen Mingxi was already gone.

Fu Yanjing was still waiting for her in the private room.

Wen Jin had no choice but to temporarily put aside her struggle with this issue.

I'll take a picture of it when I get home and show it to Shen Mingxi before asking her about it.

She turned and walked towards the private room where Fu Yanjing was.

Fu Yanjing had been waiting at the door for quite some time.

The driver had messaged him ten minutes earlier to say he had arrived.

And so he began to look forward to it from that moment on.

However, Wen Jinye was nowhere to be seen.

Who tripped me up?

So Fu Yanjing furtively opened the door to the private room a crack, leaned against the wall, and waited to catch a glimpse of Wen Jinye.

Until that graceful figure walked from the end of the corridor.

Fu Yanjing rushed to the sofa in one stride.

He quickly took off his suit jacket and held it in his palm.

His arms hung slightly, his coat lay flat on the ground, and the half-rolled-up shirt sleeves revealed the clearly defined veins of his forearms.

In the dim light and shadow, he closed his eyes, his thick, long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eye sockets.

Quietly.

He looked tired and asleep, as if he had been drinking.

Wen Jin pushed open the door, and the private room was empty; this was the scene he saw.

Has everyone else left?

Wen Jin walked up to Fu Yanjing, squatted down next to the sofa, and lined up with Fu Yanjing at eye level.

He called his name in a very gentle voice.

"Fu Yanjing, Fu Yanjing, wake up."

Fu Yanjing could feel her warm breath brushing against his face like a feather.

Her soft hand grasped his drooping wrist and gently shook it.

"I've come to take you home."

He did drink quite a bit tonight.

But these drinks are definitely not enough to erode the brain.

But now, Fu Yanjing inexplicably felt a little dizzy.

Even his body radiated the heat of alcohol.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

Smelling the sweet fragrance of Wen Jinye's shower gel, I really wanted to kiss her.

Fu Yanjing opened his eyes, his gaze as deep and still as a spring.

An inexplicable sense of danger swept over me.

The suit jacket was casually thrown to the ground, and Fu Yanjing forcefully raised his hand, landing it on the round back of Wen Jinye's head.

With a sudden exertion, Wen Jin leaned against Fu Yanjing's chest. His heartbeat was erratic yet powerful, trembling beneath his arm.

What are you doing?

His voice was low and hoarse, very soft, "Why didn't you ask me?"