Chapter 296: She Deserves It

Chapter 296: She Deserves It

Wen Jin also sensed the mocking undertone in Dong Qi's seemingly respectful words, and felt secretly ashamed.

She gave Fu Yanjing a haughty glare, blaming him for saying such ambiguous things.

"Could you please stop making my feelings of being touched sound so inappropriate?"

He retorted, "Then can you please stop taking the effort I should have put into you so seriously?"

“I take every kindness that people do for me very seriously, and I’m not being distant with you.”

The car was warmly ventilated, and Fu Yanjing noticed that her nose would turn red when she caught a chill, like a little rabbit.

He opened the car door and rolled up the privacy glass. "Come in, it's cold outside."

Wen Jin also sat down.

Fu Yanjing tidied Wen Jin's loose hair and played with her fair and slender fingers as if she were playing with her own little toy.

What would you like to eat later?

"I want to eat Rong Ma's coconut chicken."

"Still want coconut chicken?"

Since Rong's mother came to Jiangbei, the family has been cooking stew almost every two days.

Wen Jin blinked as well.

"Okay, let's have coconut chicken."

After the car windows were rolled up, the temperature inside the car rose quickly.

Wen Jin also felt like a little bun in a cage.

She was sensitive to both cold and heat, so Wen Jin had no choice but to take off her coat.

The limited space inside the car restricted her movement.

Fu Yanjing helped her tidy up, skillfully straightening the coat she had taken off.

As I was about to put it aside, two small transparent pouches fell out of my pocket.

The car was dimly lit, and Fu Yanjing couldn't see clearly. Just as he was about to bend down to pick it up, Wen Jinye's fingertips picked it up faster than his.

He asked casually without delving deeper, only noticing that the thing was light and he couldn't tell what was inside.

"What is that?"

The possibility that was no longer possible flashed through Wen Jin's mind. She shook her head and casually put it back into her coat pocket. "It's no longer of any use."

Night fell.

The city's neon lights illuminated the dark night, flashing past the car window and changing several times.

Looking out the window at the bustling traffic, Wen Jin thought of the polarized stories circulating online.

The small flame of doubt in her heart reignited, and Wen Jin also poked the watch on Fu Yanjing's wrist, her fingertips tapping the dial with a crisp sound.

"How...how did you get everyone to speak up for me?"

Fu Yanjing grabbed her mischievous hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

His calm gaze darkened slightly as he pondered these thoughts.

Dealing with Wen Jinye's matter is more troublesome than dealing with the various public opinion storms, big and small, that he has experienced with the Fu Group in the past.

They were too afraid of overshadowing her own brilliance in her career.

That's why they took a roundabout approach and moved out of the Fu family's house.

When he asked Qin Zhiyi for a favor, he wasn't so hesitant to speak; a few casual words praising Ms. Qin's beauty were enough.

When Fu Yanjing finally managed to get his plea to Emperor Fu Xianzong, he had truly gone through immense psychological torment.

While their father-son relationship wasn't exactly irreconcilable, it was far from being intimate either.

At best, they maintain a distance but remain orderly; occasionally, when they disagree, they even clash.

Unsurprisingly, he received ridicule and sarcasm from Fu Xianzong.

"You went through all this trouble just for a woman?"

Fu Yanjing calmly corrected, "Be polite, she's your future daughter-in-law."

His words were full of protectiveness.

Fu Xianzong was exasperated. "Then just suppress all the posts. At worst, she can quit being a reporter, marry into the Fu family, and she'll be set for life."

"That's not just her profession, it's her career. She can choose whether to continue it based on her own changes in thinking and future life plans, but she can't be forced to lose it."

Emperor Fu Xianzong had a deep-seated concept of hierarchy, and those who have been in a high position for a long time are prone to looking down on ordinary people.

Accepting Wen Jin was already the biggest concession he had ever made.

Now he's actually doing something so out of character for Wen Jinye.

"Absurd, utterly absurd."

His serious tone was full of disapproval.

Fu Yanjing's Adam's apple bobbed. It was rare for the father and son to disagree, but instead of sarcasm or heated arguments, they confronted each other directly.

“Dad, I’ve never asked you for anything since I was a child.”

A calm sentence left only an empty silence in the phone call.

Time passed second by second.

Fu Yanjing waited patiently the whole time.

Until he heard Fu Xianzong sigh.

"I'm only doing this because of your grandfather."

Fu Yanjing's lips twitched slightly. "Thank you, Dad."

...

Therefore, when the Fu family stood up for Wen Jinye and praised her highly, Fu Yanjing, though he didn't need to take credit, could not deny the effort he put in behind the scenes.

only--

What propelled this matter to an even more beautiful climax was not the Fu family.

Rather, it is the warmth of the wall built from every act of kindness she has shown in the past.

Fu Yanjing's eyes gleamed with undisguised pride as he said frankly, "You've thanked the wrong person."

Wen Jin was also stunned for a moment, and a mist of confusion flashed in her clear eyes.

Seemingly surprised, "You didn't do it? Then who should I thank?"

Fu Yanjing chuckled softly, took Wen Jinye's cool hand, and gently guided it to Wen Jinye's chest.

Wen Jin's eyes were even more empty and blank.

Fu Yanjing said gently but firmly, "You."

"I……"

Wen Jin also felt as if something had struck his heart, and the resulting fluctuations and buzzing seemed to resonate with his soul.

"They all spoke up for you spontaneously. That is the fruit of your light."

His voice was clear and distinct in my ears.

The sun is setting.

The horizon was bathed in the crimson glow of the setting sun.

Wen Jin also felt her own disqualified yet powerful heartbeat beneath her palm.

Wen Jin never imagined that so many people would be involved during such a turbulent time.

Without any organization involved, and risking being subjected to cyberbullying, they spontaneously stood up to speak out for her.

She read each one carefully.

There were many announcements made earlier than those from the Fu Group, but at that time, Wen Jinye's online reputation was overwhelmingly negative, and the traffic was all going to those who were criticizing Wen Jinye. So those voices were like a drop of water flowing into a vast ocean, a drop in the ocean.

Later, with Fu's voice and promotion, Wen Jin's reputation improved, and traffic was finally given to those contents.

Thus, they went from offering help in times of need to adding to someone's already good fortune.

Wen Jin was also moved to tears; the shock and the profound impact on her soul were indescribable.

Fu Yanjing sensed the surge of emotions within her and gently pulled her into his arms. "Give me a hug."

Wen Jinye buried her face in his chest.

Tears flowed silently.

It gradually soaked Fu Yanjing's clothes.

His emotions grew increasingly turbulent.

She finally broke down in tears.

He unleashed all the self-doubt, grievances, and bitterness that had been building up over the years.

She deserves it.

She truly deserves it.