Chapter 325: Back to Hong Kong, with him

Chapter 325: Back to Hong Kong, with him

He speaks slowly and enunciates clearly.

This further demonstrates the sincerity of carefully considering every word.

Grandma's tearful eyes softened.

"Thank you, thank you for understanding my good intentions. I really shouldn't have said these things at this time. I just wanted to make up for the lack of care I had..."

If Fu Yanjing wanted to, he could silence people with his sharp retorts.

Pampering someone can also make them feel incredibly happy.

Without any glib talk, he calmly said:

“How could it be wrong? Grandma’s advice was perfectly timed. But don’t worry, Grandma, I will be good to Wen Jin for the rest of my life.”

Wei Zheng interjected at just the right moment.

Suddenly, he put on airs and said:

"Is it only to reassure Grandma?"

The last time I met Fu Yanjing at the hospital, although the truth had come out, the two of us discussed countermeasures.

It was a clash between two powerful individuals, neither humble nor arrogant.

At that time, there was no formal recognition of kinship, so Fu Yanjing called him "Mr. Wei," and he called Fu Yanjing "Young Master Fu"—it was all just polite talk.

But this time, it's different.

Wei Zheng straightened his clothes, raised his eyelids expectantly, and tried to appreciate the extremely awkward and embarrassed expression of this long-time Hong Kong circle prince.

However--

He calmly met Wei Zheng's gaze, which seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold.

His voice was steady and resonant.

"Please do the same, Uncle." He nodded, then turned to look at Wei Zheng's wife, "Don't worry, Aunt."

It was so smooth that it seemed like there was no mental struggle involved.

It was all about accepting the new identity.

It was Wei Zheng, the one who "stirred up trouble," who momentarily lost his train of thought.

Even Wei Zheng's wife opened her mouth, "This..."

Does anyone in the family understand this?

I met them two years ago at a business event. Back then, the Wei family wasn't as well-off as they are now. They couldn't even talk to the Fu family without someone acting as a go-between.

Wei Zheng used a fake cough to cover up the awkwardness of his head buzzing for a moment.

His wife's acting was as bad as ever; she pretended to be busy patting the spotless sofa cushions.

Only Fu Yanjing's expression remained unchanged, even more sincere, "Uncle, is there anything else you want to tell me? I'm all ears."

That's enough.

That's enough.

That's enough.

Why are you still talking?

Wei Zheng turned his face away, forcing a serious expression, "Just be good to Jin Ye. The Wei family won't flaunt your identity, nor will it ask the Fu family for any benefits. We will definitely acknowledge Jin Ye back; she is a member of the Wei family. But I hope your relationship remains as pure as ever."

This is not a family marriage.

They also don't want to get involved in any subsequent conflicts of interest.

As long as Wen Jin is happy.

Wen Jin was deeply moved when she heard Wei Zheng's words.

Some people are eager to hollow out Wen Jin from the inside out.

Some people, however, only want Wen Jinye to have a peaceful and stable happiness.

Her nose stung with tears; she didn't want the relaxed and warm atmosphere she had finally managed to create to be overshadowed by a somber undertone again.

So, suppressing his sob, he joked:

"Uncle, don't be too aloof at this time. You should listen to the saying that it's good to take shelter under a big tree."

Why not take advantage of this opportunity?

Wei Zheng chuckled to himself.

Fu Yanjing's lips twitched slightly, "That makes sense."

"So you asked the reporter, 'Should we go and actually inspect the soil where the trees were planted?'"

*

Shen Jinzhao was furious when she realized what an earth-shattering scene she had missed.

Blame Shen Weilai, that old man, for his lack of martial ethics.

During the time she was taken back to Haicheng to heal, it seemed like a loving father and daughter, but in reality, it was a period of confinement!

Shen Jinzhao lived a life of complete isolation from the world, where everything was done for him.

I didn't think it was a big deal at first.

Anyway, during the time I was wandering around, my life was much harder than before because I was constantly hiding and my movements were restricted.

It's not that I haven't regretted it. I wish I hadn't run away from the wedding. Marrying a chicken means killing the chicken, marrying a dog means training the dog.

So when I first returned to Haicheng, apart from being a little bored, I was living a fairly comfortable life.

But when the phone was finally back in his hands and he saw messages from his uncle, grandmother, aunt, and even Wen Jin, Shen Jinzhao almost fainted from anger.

Through insightful reports from multiple perspectives, Shen Jinzhao's remorse and regret reached their peak.

She couldn't wait to hug Wen Jin right now and scream and shout to express her excitement.

In fact, she was almost fully recovered and was about to go to Hong Kong with Shen Wei.

personally!

A visit is welcome!

Apologize!

What storms await her are still unknown.

Shen Jinzhao had no choice but to suppress her eagerness to reunite with them.

I asked a question that I was most concerned about at the moment.

So, if I may be so bold as to ask, which of us is the older sister?

Wen Jin only saw this news after landing in the port city.

Because of this injury, coupled with the online controversy some time ago.

Wen Jin also simply took a long vacation.

They used the VIP channel, which was deserted and almost empty, making the Fu family members waiting at the exit stand out conspicuously.

Each of them possessed an extraordinary temperament and an exceptional aura, highlighting their unique status.

Yet it is precisely these same people who, in the damp and chilly winter of the port city, would collectively turn out to welcome Wen Jinye's arrival.

For a moment, Wen Jin also felt a little nervous.

He whispered to Fu Yanjing, "Should I have come to Hong Kong earlier to meet them?"

Fu Yanjing sensed the hesitation and unease in her tone. "It's not too late. Now is the perfect time."

After all, the port city had left Wen Jin with too many bad memories.

The prejudice of social status and the arrogance of the Fu family cannot be erased from Wen Jinye's heart overnight.

Just because the Fu family accepted Wen Jinye as their daughter-in-law doesn't mean Wen Jinye has to be overjoyed and grateful immediately.

Once a barrier exists, it's hard to eliminate.

Grandpa Fu and Grandma Fu, the two biggest fans of the couple, finally met their long-awaited granddaughter-in-law, and their joy and satisfaction were almost overflowing.

Qin Zhiyi promptly abandoned the darkness and switched sides, and when she saw Wen Jinye, she was filled with relief and joy.

Finally, her Ah Jing got what she wanted.

Only Fu Xianzong, the leader of the anti-fans and the only villain present, felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.

Qin Zhiyi got angry just looking at his sour face.

Without making a sound, she elbowed Fu Xianzong, "Can't you be a little more friendly to my daughter-in-law? Where's that smiling face you have with all your other women?"

Fu Xianzong choked up for a moment.

She thought to herself that she and her boyfriend were inseparable, and her smile was just as radiant as it was now.

A business marriage.

They ultimately failed to develop a deep bond, each going their own way, and could only maintain the interests of their families and a superficial harmony.

They are partners who trust each other implicitly.

But they are definitely not a good couple.

After all, Qin Zhiyi had absolutely no interest in Fu Xianzong's old face.

"Laugh! Didn't you see your son and daughter-in-law getting closer?"

She reminded her again.

His voice, filled with clenched teeth, was icy cold, but the warm smile on his face remained unchanged.

Fu Xianzong's lips twitched, and he finally found the right angle, revealing a mechanical smile.

But this is also his clumsy way of showing friendliness and acceptance.

After all, he was someone who had lived a life of high status and privilege.

Two figures, hand in hand, approached.

The old lady took Wen Jinye's hand and asked, "You must be tired after your long journey."

Wen Jin shook her head, "I'm not tired, I just took a nap on the plane."

Wen Jin greeted everyone and introduced herself.

Qin Zhiyi watched, and tears welled up in her eyes.

I used to think that social status was very important; the higher you stood, the more precarious your position became.

But now, seeing Fu Yanjing getting closer to happiness, I'm gradually feeling warmer.

Only then did she realize how narrow-minded she had been.