Chapter 330: Extra Chapter 2, The Married Life of Infrequent Reunions

Chapter 330: Extra Chapter 2, The Married Life of Infrequent Reunions

In the first year of their marriage, Wen Jin also brought Fu Yanjing to visit her family.

The Wei family doesn't have many rules, and during the New Year, several major families don't gather together. They appear cheerful on the surface, but inwardly they secretly wish for this person to die or that person to perish—a hypocritical display.

All that remains is the warmest and happiest New Year's atmosphere.

Large red lanterns were hung from the entrance of the villa all the way to the front door.

Fu Yanjing had visited Jincheng many times before, and had even stepped into the Wei family's home more than once.

But in that year, his status changed.

To outsiders, he is decisive and efficient, the heir apparent to the Fu Group, and not to be offended or disobeyed.

In our usual collaborations, we are meticulous and keep public and private matters separate.

But now, he is just Wen Jinye's husband and the Wei family's son-in-law.

On his first year as the new son-in-law, Fu Yanjing showed great sincerity, delivering New Year's gifts by the truckload. From the old lady to the big, fat black dog that his uncle kept, and every servant in the Wei family villa, whether on duty or not, received their own gifts.

The red envelopes are so thick that they can't hold even one more banknote.

The harmonious atmosphere at dinner allowed the two people, who had just emerged from the hustle and bustle of the Fu family manor—a place teeming with dozens of people, each with their own hidden agendas—to finally find the relaxation and happiness of home.

The dinner atmosphere was harmonious, and Wei Zheng was also very happy, addressing Yan Jing as "Yan Jing" repeatedly without any sense of distance due to their different social statuses.

"Tonight, it's just the two of us, drinking until we drop. I finally have a chance to test your drinking capacity."

She had attended several important banquets with Fu Yanjing, and with the addition of several family gatherings, Wen Jin had already gained a certain understanding of her uncle's alcohol tolerance.

I've never seen him drunk.

Based solely on past experience, the two were indeed evenly matched.

Seeing her uncle's bold and unrestrained manner as he rolled up his sleeves, Wen Jin was also worried that Fu Yanjing might feel unwell after drinking too much.

She gently tugged at his collar under the table. "Drink less."

In the end, Fu Yanjing didn't get drunk, but Wen Jin did.

Halfway through the family reunion dinner, Lulu's cousin and her friends from her aunt's family came to visit and offer New Year's greetings.

My aunt thought it would be more lively with more people, so everyone stayed.

At the dinner table, Fu Yanjing's uncle chatted with her about everything from the international economic situation to the trivialities of married life, telling Fu Yanjing that she must be tolerant.

Wen Jin then joined Lulu's friends to play dice.

One of the girls' families deals in Chinese medicinal herbs, and her grandfather is a very skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

So even the gifts they brought when they visited were medicinal wines that weren't very strong but were good for health.

Wen Jin also drank several rounds of wine, but started to feel dizzy.

Lulu's friend asked in bewilderment, "Sister, have you always had a low alcohol tolerance? This kind of stuff is only good for warming up at best."

Wen Jin couldn't sense that this was a mild liquor at all.

Shaking his head, trying to shake off the dizziness, "My alcohol tolerance is usually not bad..."

Lulu's friend took Wen Jinye's wine bottle, and after reading the words on it, cried out in annoyance.

"You picked up the wrong one! Oh no, this isn't the one, this is strong. I'm so sorry, sister."

"It's alright~"

Wen Jin was also afraid of embarrassing herself later, as her poor drinking manners had been proven many times before.

She got up unsteadily, and while she was still relatively clear-headed and composed, she said, "I'm going upstairs to lie down for a while."

However, as he passed by the dining table, he saw his uncle refilling Fu Yanjing's empty wine glass.

He got drunk too.

"Impressive drinking capacity! Your uncle was right about you! Let's have another round, you and I! I may not be as good at business as you, but you're a junior I truly admire. However, at the drinking table, I've been a master for many years, and I'm sure I can give you a fair fight! Come on!"

What's coming?

Wen Jin walked over aggressively, but due to dizziness, she suddenly squatted down on the ground.

He was half a head shorter, but his temper hadn't diminished.

"Uncle, why are you here again? You're just trying to force him to drink because you can hold his liquor! How mean! He'll feel nauseous if he drinks too much."

The whining and grumbling, though meant to be a form of rebuke, sounded more like a spoiled child to others.

Wei Zheng rested his forehead on his hand, looking at Wen Jinye with a loving expression.

"My little darling got married not long after I brought her home, and her uncle hasn't even had a chance to warm her up yet. Sure enough, he's biased towards her."

"My uncle drank too much and his stomach was upset too, but nobody seemed to care about me."

A joke made Wen Jin feel a little guilty.

Fortunately, Lulu came to the rescue in time.

"Who said no one loves you, Dad? Your super-duper windproof little cotton-padded jacket is right here, isn't she? You have a sensitive stomach, huh? Well, I'll gladly accept all those vintage wines in your storage room!"

Wei Zheng snorted, "Even a thief from within can be made into a cotton-padded coat?"

"You stole so much that the house is bare and drafty, you have to fix it up."

While they were arguing, Wen Jin had already gone limp.

She sat half-upright on the ground, her head resting obediently against Fu Yanjing's legs as she fell asleep.

Fu Yanjing gently stroked Wen Jinye's hair with affection.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with a tender love, tinged with the scent of alcohol.

I was also somewhat lost.

How could you get so drunk and unconscious in such a short time?

Lulu scratched her eyebrow with her fingertip and said embarrassedly, "Brother-in-law, my sister drank the wrong medicinal wine. It's strong and makes you drunk quickly, but it doesn't have any side effects."

When Wei Zheng looked at him, he realized that Fu Yanjing's mind was no longer on the dinner table.

The maid had tidied up the room a few days ago. He waved his hand and said, "I'll let you off the hook today. Take Jin upstairs to sleep too."

The room was clearly prepared with care.

It's very large, and the sunny side even has a terrace.

The bedroom furnishings were all arranged according to Wen Jinye's preferences, and even their wedding photos were displayed on the bedside table.

Under the golden sunlight shining on the mountain, they embraced and kissed devoutly.

Fu Yanjing turned on the bedside lamp. She was asleep, her face flushed from the smell of alcohol, her long, thick eyelashes hanging down naturally, their curls beautiful under the light.

Fu Yanjing squatted by the bed, unable to resist touching her soft, hot cheeks, squeezing her hand, and kissing her forehead.

Under the influence of alcohol, she curled up like a baby and slept soundly without being disturbed at all.

Fu Yanjing could never get enough of him.

Since their marriage in May, they have spent most of the year apart.

Wen Jinye's work focus remains in Jiangbei, while Fu Yanjing's work focus has shifted to Gangcheng.

Many times we met briefly and parted just as quickly.

Fu Yanjing engages in a battle of wits with his second uncle, who is secretly plotting against him.

Wen Jinye went in and out of the front line several times.

There was even an aftershock that nearly buried her there.

If it weren't for passion, all of this would be daunting.

That year, they were clearly licensed to work, yet their lives were more like those of star-crossed lovers.

As the New Year passed, their separation came once again.

The airport was bustling with people saying goodbye.

The company was very busy at the beginning of the year, and Fu Yanjing had to review many things, big and small, so he really couldn't leave.

We could only take Wen Jin to the airport.

"Eat well when you're alone."

"Are you sure you don't need Rong's mother to come back and stay with you? Why don't you move to Qiushui Bay?"

"Me, the kitten, and Chuchu will all miss you."

An announcement sounded, urging passengers to board the plane quickly.

Another farewell.

Fu Yanjing lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment in them.

A real man like him wouldn't be unable to sleep because he misses his wife at night.

Wen Jin also took in all of Fu Yanjing's subtle emotions.

But this time—

They won't be apart for long.

Wen Jin waved to Fu Yanjing and held up her phone, saying, "If you miss me, remember to call me."

However, before she could take two steps after turning around, her phone rang abruptly amidst her somber mood.

Fu Yanjing's name flashed prominently on the screen.

It's like the frequency of Wen Jin's heartbeat.

She answered the phone, then turned around blankly.

Fu Yanjing stood against the flow of people, his eyebrows and eyes clear and gentle, his gaze tender and affectionate.

Despite the bustling noise around him, his voice was clear and distinct.

"Wen Jinye, I miss you."

Go home early.

Wen Jin smiled slightly.

This time, you really won't have to wait too long.