(The score has just been released, it will rise.) Yan Jing Fu comes from a top aristocratic family in Hong Kong, possessing hundreds of billions in assets, and is the unofficial master of the city....
Chapter 272: Love Requires the Right Timing, Location, and People
Chapter 272: Love Needs the Right Timing, Location, and People
In high school, in order to become an outstanding student and speak on stage with Fu Yanjing, Wen Jin also memorized vocabulary during physical education classes in the cold wind.
During my university years, in order to be closer to him, I applied to a university in Gangcheng without hesitation, escaping the gloom of Jiangbei and encountering many opportunities that I shouldn't have had.
And now, in order to get her to stand by his side, and also for his own sake.
She wanted to become even better.
That day, Wen Jin also told Fu Yanjing a lot about the past.
She said that when she was a child, her mother made her practice calligraphy. At that time, Wen Jinye's handwriting was very ugly, but she was very stubborn and said that her cursive script was better than her regular script.
She said that she was obsessed with a niche comic book at that time, and her deskmate recommended it to her. Wen Jin also liked it very much, but the school bookstore did not have it.
That night, her father took her to all the bookstores in Jiangbei, and finally, the book was put into her schoolbag.
She also had a conflict with a classmate, and her parents were called in.
It was clearly the little boy who started it, but his mother wouldn't let it go, and even the teacher sided with the other boy.
Wen Jin's fragile heart was filled with anxiety, but her father stood behind her.
There wasn't a single word of blame; instead, Wen Jin praised the neat teeth marks she left on the little boy's arm.
If it weren't for that car accident, she would have been living in Eden, a pampered little girl who was naive and innocent.
She thought that many things had been in the past for too long, and that the beautiful memories had become blurred.
Unexpectedly, with just a slight mention, all the memories flowed out naturally, like a ball of yarn finding its beginning.
"Also, my grandma never seemed to like me. I remember that year at my grandma's house, I had a fight with my cousin, and my grandma pushed me to the ground without saying a word. The little wooden stick hit me and it hurt so much, even though it wasn't my fault."
Wen Jin smiled slyly, "So that day, I let all the chickens and ducks in my grandmother's yard go."
Fu Yanjing was amused by her charming words.
But after the faint smile appeared, there was more heartache.
She should have had a wonderful life; she was a flower that should have grown up nurtured by her parents' love.
But--
But they spent year after year in that dark and damp home.
Thinking of her uncle's family who had mistreated her, Fu Yanjing's eyes turned somewhat cold.
They also grasped the key point: "Your maternal grandmother wasn't good to you either?"
Wen Jin also thought about it carefully.
“My maternal grandmother wasn’t very good to my mother either. I don’t have many memories of my maternal grandmother from when I was little. My mother rarely took me back to visit her, but based on those vague memories, it seems that my maternal grandmother didn’t love my mother or like me.”
All she remembered was that Wen Jin also had a fever once, and slept until the dark evening.
The lights were off at home.
In the master bedroom, the mother sat on the edge of the bed and cried.
"Why? I am also her own flesh and blood, but she calls me a slut and scolds me for not being in that house. From childhood to adulthood, I fed pigs and chickens, helped her farm, and did all the housework. I am not like her daughter, but more like the livestock she raised at home."
Even if she favors boys over girls, does my life have to be so worthless?
Dad hugged Mom tightly, feeling sorry for her.
The person who cried until she lost her voice was the mother.
But Dad also choked up badly.
"Your future life includes me and Xiao Ye, and we will all love you."
Wen Jin smiled faintly, "So, my maternal grandmother's family has never treated us as family, right? She doesn't love my mother, she doesn't love me, and naturally my uncle's family would also see me as a burden."
Wen Jin's eyes were also a little red.
The grievances, heartache, and ever-present fears will not fade with time.
She was simply using a nonchalant attitude to mask the fact that things were peaceful.
Everything could crumble at the slightest touch, simply because someone who makes her feel at ease is standing beside her.
She suddenly threw herself into Fu Yanjing's arms.
“Fu Yanjing, those years were really tough for me.”
"Zhao Qin hit me so hard. My cousin's lewd face was like a nightmare I couldn't escape. And my uncle's violent appearance, I was really scared at that time... I finally got out of it, thankfully I got out of it."
Her tears soaked through the thick fabric of her clothes.
Fu Yanjing felt a dampness welling up in his heart.
"I'm sorry I'm too late."
No—you appeared a long time ago.
If it weren't for that heavy rain, his timely appearance and the umbrella that shielded her from the rain would have brought Wen Jin some peace.
What will she go through next?
They were humiliated by those people with harsh words and even their behavior.
It was their subsequent escalation that drove Wen Jin into a desperate situation.
Or will her cousin find some new tricks to terrify her...?
Wen Jin didn't dare to think about it.
Fu Yanjing's appearance truly brought Wen Jin not only an umbrella but also a lifeline.
Later, Wen Jin always blamed herself for not being brave enough at the time.
But looking back after weathering countless storms...
Sometimes, love requires the right time, place, and people.
When will it rain in Jiangbei next?
Wen Jin also wanted to take him to revisit the old place.
*
Wen Jinye and Fu Yanjing have been living in Qiushui Bay for half a month now, and Xu Xiangbai suddenly had the idea to throw a housewarming party.
When Fu Yanjing sent the message to ask Wen Jinye for his opinion, he was probably in Henderson Land's office.
Wen Jin could still hear the sparrow chirping.
I don't know if he was in a good mood and that's why he provoked me.
Wen Jin was writing a manuscript at the time and asked distractedly, "Why are you only thinking of celebrating now?"
Fu Yanjing chuckled. "He probably wasn't in the mood then."
"Oh~"
Wen Jin suddenly realized.
Xu Xiangbai is a person who enjoys a life of extravagance and lavish spending, and he organizes parties every few days.
It's been too quiet around Xu Xiangbai's place for a while now.
Wen Jin rarely saw Xu Xiangbai hanging around in front of Fu Yanjing, urging Fu Yanjing to organize a card game.
Wen Jin was also puzzled for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Is Young Master Xu in a bad mood?"
Fu Yanjing found it both surprising and amusing, and pinched Wen Jinye's cheek, "Where did this cleverness come from?"
Wen Jin also rested her chin on her hand, "Young Master Xu's image is deeply ingrained in people's minds, but I haven't heard anything about him having fun for a long time."
Fu Yanjing raised an eyebrow. "I am somewhat uninterested."
Wen Jin also found it hard to imagine that someone like Xu Xiangbai, who only considered burning money as icing on the cake, would also be troubled by emotions.
His curiosity was running high. "Why?"
Fu Yanjing's gaze was so meaningful at that time, as he uttered two words softly: "Heartbreak."
This answer was even more surprising.
This is completely inconsistent with the character of Young Master Xu.
So Wen Jin asked, rather naively, "Which part? He's got what he deserves."
It successfully amused Fu Yanjing.
...
My thoughts came back to me.
Wen Jin also heard Fu Yanjing say on the other end of the phone, "If you don't want the house to become a mess, just say that you're the one in charge at home. Then I'll reject him."
"Hey—can't you be a little more tactful when you're talking to me?"
Xu Xiangbai was still holding birdseed in his hand.
After saying that, he complained, "This bird is really heartless. I brought it birdseed to fawn over it, and it didn't even glance at me."