Chapter 268: Who's Shooting?

Chapter 268: Who's Shooting?

Wen Jin also answered seriously: "I don't quite agree with option A, and I don't recommend choosing option B either."

Shen Jinchao chuckled, "Given your relationship with Fu Yanjing, how am I any different from walking into a trap?"

The enemy's friend is the enemy.

This short-lived friendship capsized in an instant.

Shen Jinzhao sighed softly, "Why don't you give me some confirmation? Zhao Jinming was so humiliated by that chat log, does he hate me so much that he wants to catch me and kill me?"

Eating more before you die should prevent you from getting sick.

Shen Jinzhao picked up a piece of the exorbitantly priced Dongpo pork with his chopsticks and chewed it. "For the sake of our friendship, could you please put in a good word for me? If you have anything to say, come at the Shen family. Don't let them get away with it."

Wen Jin also suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

"Is this a compliment?"

Shen Jinzhao: "This is a good thing."

She took another big gulp of peach blossom wine. "Anyway, I would still run away from the wedding if it happened again. My dad treats me like a tool for profit, and he wants to sell me for a good price. Why should I let him have his way?"

Shen Jinzhao already had a sense of grandeur, as if he were making his final arrangements.

"The marriage alliance with the Zhao family has become a losing proposition because of my elopement. If Zhao Jinming finds me and sends me back to the Shen family, my father will go even crazier. So I might as well hope that Zhao Jinming will bankrupt the Shen family as soon as possible. No one should have a good life in a wealthy family."

Wen Jin also sensed from her seemingly indifferent words that she might not have been loved in her family either.

She paused for a moment, then said, "Don't you still have your grandmother? Running away from the wedding until now, trying to stay out of the way, must have been very hard for you."

Her nonchalant and dismissive attitude suddenly froze.

The wine in my mouth suddenly tasted bland.

“I don’t want to implicate my mother’s side. Besides, my grandmother’s mental state has been very fragile ever since she lost my aunt. If the Zhao family takes their anger out on my uncle’s company, my grandmother’s life will not be peaceful.”

"Zhao Jinming didn't recognize you at all."

"But……"

Wen Jin's eyes sparkled, "I will keep this secret for you."

Shen Jinzhao inexplicably felt like crying.

I thought of my mother's mixed feelings of love and hate towards her when she became a nun.

She couldn't bear to part with Xiao Jinzhao, but she also hated that she had half that man's blood in her veins.

In that cold home, the constant longing for his mother, the confrontations with his indifferent father, and every rise and fall in that hypocritical and glamorous arena of fame and fortune.

Her relationships and marriages were all put on a price tag by her father.

Because of her father's many questionable actions, Zhao's reputation in Haicheng's social circles is terrible.

I have experienced isolation, ridicule, and a lot of being misunderstood.

Furthermore, since running away from her arranged marriage, her seemingly carefree and unrestrained journey has actually required a great deal of determination and courage in every step.

So many grievances surfaced.

Shen Jinzhao didn't want anyone to see her in such a disheveled state.

She covered her face with her hands, tears streaming through her fingers.

"Thank you for listening to me and for keeping my secret."

"I know it's rude of me to say this, but I'm starting to cry right now. Can we meet up another time? I want to cry it out for a while."

Wen Jin also took out a printed handkerchief from her bag and placed it in front of Chen Jinchao.

"Shall I go first?"

Shen Jinzhao made a "woo woo woo" sound, but because she covered her face with her hands, her voice was not very clear.

"Okay, then be careful on the road, waaaaaah."

Wen Jin was at a loss for words, both laughing and crying.

This area is well concealed by the screen, providing a degree of privacy.

Wen Jin also got up, leaving Shen Jinzhao the private space he wanted.

*

In fact, Shen Jinzhao's emotions came and went quickly.

Not long after Wen Jin left, she stopped crying.

Halfway through her tears, she suddenly realized she wasn't so pitiful after all; at least she had lived a life of extravagance in the first half of her life.

Money can heal all wounds.

Thinking of this, my melancholy mood abruptly stopped.

Shen Jinzhao ordered some more food he wanted to eat to replenish his energy.

Then I went to the restroom to remove my makeup and wash my face.

She has a cool and aloof demeanor even without makeup.

The corners of her eyes still showed redness from crying.

This gave her a delicate, unadorned beauty.

She walked out of the restroom and down the long corridor.

This row is all private rooms, grand and luxurious.

At the entrance of the private room, a young and beautiful waitress in a cheongsam finished serving the dishes and walked out carrying an empty tray.

However, the wooden door did not close.

Then a short, fat man walked out.

A gold necklace around the neck and a gold ring on the hand—the air of a nouveau riche is unmistakable.

The waiter was completely unaware.

Her high heels clicked silently on the dark red carpet.

Suddenly, a light but firm force landed on her buttocks, making an ambiguous sound.

Caught off guard, the waiter was startled and gasped in surprise.

Turning around abruptly, I saw the man with the gold chain wearing a greasy, lecherous smile.

"Baby, want to come with me? I'm loaded, it's way better than being a waiter."

The bubbly sound was so loud it sounded like a tractor was stuck in his throat.

After saying that, he patted the waiter's buttocks again.

This time it's even worse.

I even rubbed it a little.

The waitress was strikingly beautiful, with a great figure.

However, the youthful and immature look on their faces had not faded, indicating that they were either just entering the workforce or college students who had not yet graduated.

Faced with this situation, I panicked, felt ashamed and angry, and was filled with fear and humiliation.

"You shameless person!"

The four words were already choked with sobs.

This made the greasy man even more excited. "Baby, we can say these things in a different place, like in bed, I'll be even more excited then."

Tears streamed down the waiter's face. "I'm calling the police."

"Call the police?" He scoffed. "Don't try to force me! I've been watching you for days. You didn't even graduate from university. You're only working here because you're short of money, right? If you want to call the police, it seems you want to give up this high-paying job."

The girl seemed to have her weakness exposed when the threatening words were spoken. Her lips trembled with sobs, but she could not utter another word.

The man with the chain became even more arrogant, saying, "Want money? I have some! I'll give it to you, but let me touch it again."

"I don't--"

She struggled.

The man sneered, "Don't try to force me to do something I shouldn't."

Shen Jinzhao originally intended to turn a blind eye.

She is currently on the run, and Zhao Jinming has reappeared in Jiangbei.

It should be as low-key as possible.

But she just couldn't bear to hear girls crying so helplessly and fearfully.

Damn you, you perverted bastard, you're going to die!

So the woman, who was supposed to turn the corner and enter the elevator, suddenly turned back.

She ripped off her high heels and smashed them against the back of the man with the chain on the head.

"Did she say she didn't want you to go blind?"

The slender heel slammed straight into the man with the chain on the head, scratching the back of his head with the rhinestones on the shoe, and blood immediately gushed out.

The force was so strong it left me bewildered and confused.

The man with the chain immediately covered his head, exclaiming, "Holy crap, who's shooting?"