Chapter 34: I didn't say what kind of medicine it was, so why are you feeling guilty?

Chapter 34: I didn't say what kind of medicine it was, so why are you feeling guilty?

After the interview session concluded, staff led the guests to another area.

Moving to the banquet hall, it transforms into a massive arena of fame and fortune.

Aside from those who have arranged exclusive interviews, this part is basically none of the reporter's business.

Lin Zhiying had disappeared, and Wen Jin didn't bother with her; after all, they were all adults. They were bound together upon entry because they only had one invitation, but they could go their separate ways upon leaving.

But Wen Jin is still unable to leave.

People thronged around; wherever Fu Yanjing was, there was never a shortage of people trying their best to please him.

He was surrounded by a group of people like a star, and Wen Jin didn't even have a chance to squeeze in.

She could only follow Fu Yanjing with her eyes.

At the same time, Wen Jinye was not the only one looking over there; there were also several young actresses who had come with their boss to build resources and connections.

The movie they starred in was released recently, in which the four of them played four beautiful women.

They were from the same company.

These young girls are naive and inexperienced. The entertainment industry is a mixed bag, and it's hard to make it big. Their minds are filled with fantasies of meeting a domineering CEO and soaring to the top.

"I wonder which direction you should kowtow to in order to get a man like Mr. Fu, who is so pure and untainted, truly amazing."

"And just now, a big shot's daughter went over to toast him but he refused. Even someone as precious as her was humiliated. I doubt anyone will dare to get close to him tonight."

Another chimed in, "Don't you know? He's not that he's unapproachable, he's just incredibly chaste. His rumors with He Jiayu were so hot a while back, didn't any of you go online?"

"There's a lot of truth and falsehood online." This tone clearly indicates a lack of belief.

As soon as she finished speaking, the person next to her became excited, as if they had caught up with an update in a TV series, "Look! He Jiayu walked over! I told you they were really together."

Wen Jin looked up and saw He Jiayu gracefully walk to Fu Yanjing's side. She took Fu Yanjing's arm in an intimate gesture.

"Ah Jing, you've been talking about work all night." There was a hint of reproach in her tone.

Fu Yanjing showed no displeasure at being disturbed; instead, he quietly agreed with her, saying, "Then let's not talk anymore."

The group of people who had been surrounding Fu Yanjing, trying to discuss cooperation and business, immediately realized their mistake and said, "Then we won't disturb Mr. Fu and Ms. He any longer."

I was a little surprised, because it turned out that the rumors were true, Mr. Fu, who was living on a high platform under the bright moon, only doted on Miss He.

After the others left, He Jiayu took the initiative to let go of Fu Yanjing's arm, her phoenix eyes blinking, sparkling, "No need to thank me, I helped you sort out some troubles."

Fu Yanjing's expression was somewhat indifferent and cold. "You don't need to do that next time."

He Jiayu bit her lip. "Ah Jing, are you upset that I acted on my own initiative?"

But no matter how superb her acting skills were, they couldn't hide from the man's sharp eyes.

He seemed to understand everything, and his calm voice carried a hint of warning, "That's enough."

"I don't want to dismiss this kind of trivial collaboration with just a few words."

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Wen Jin couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

All that can be seen is the intimate gesture between the two.

The four young actresses immediately started shipping couples, oblivious to everyone else around them.

Wen Jin, however, couldn't quite get into it.

No matter how much he and He Jiayu are deeply in love, it's none of Wen Jinye's business as a second-rate ex-girlfriend to interfere, provided that he doesn't inexplicably kiss her.

"Scumbag." Wen Jin couldn't help but blurt it out.

"Are you eavesdropping?" One of them looked at Wen Jinye warily, like a little leopard guarding its food.

It's not her fault; after all, there are plenty of people in the entertainment industry who get into trouble because of what they say.

"Could it be jealousy?"

Wen Jin was about to explain when she caught a glimpse of the man named Zhang Yan carrying two glasses of wine as he walked over.

Wen Jin's heart skipped a beat.

Putting aside his personal grudges with Fu Yanjing for the time being, he quickly walked over there.

A few steps was enough for Wen Jin to have planned everything out.

She would then pretend to accidentally twist her ankle and bump into Zhang Yan, causing the wine in his hand to spill naturally.

So Wen Jin also calculated the distance.

Zhang Yan walked step by step toward Fu Yanjing, and Wen Jin also walked step by step toward Zhang Yan.

So focused was Wen Jin that she didn't notice You Dao's blatant gaze fixed on her.

His displeasure carried a hint of judgmental pressure.

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Wen Jin was about to pretend to twist her ankle when a strong force grabbed her waist and made her spin around.

It crashed headfirst into something hard.

The world is spinning, and I feel dizzy.

A warm, gentle voice whispered in his ear, "So eager to throw yourself into my arms?"

His tone seemed to carry a hint of vindictive pleasure, "It just won't do as you wish."

Wen Jin looked up in surprise, only to see Fu Yanjing's cold jaw.

The pressure around her waist loosened instantly, as if it were all just an illusion.

Before Wen Jin could even steady herself, she heard Fu Yanjing's serious voice reminding her, "Does Reporter Wen have eyes on the top of her head?"

Zhang Yan had already walked up to Fu Yanjing, two glasses of champagne swaying in his palm, one hand about to be raised.

Wen Jin was also extremely anxious.

Just then, a waiter walked by with wine glasses, and Wen Jin also took two glasses with him.

Before Zhang Yan could speak, she shoved the wine glass into Fu Yanjing's hand without saying a word, "Mr. Fu, I'd like to toast you."

Fu Yanjing raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

It turned out to be a feint, aimed at him.

She clearly had reason to be angry, but Wen Jin didn't hold back at all when she slapped her in the car. It was the first time in her life she had been greeted like that.

Fu Yanjing felt like crushing her bones at that moment.

Looking at the woman's exquisite face, her eyes softened inexplicably, always shrouded in a clear, watery mist, so pure it was almost unbelievable.

But it's very alluring.

For a fleeting moment, Fu Yanjing truly felt ashamed.

Despite how clumsy this method was, he always found it very effective.

He smiled silently, took the glass of wine, his Adam's apple bobbing as he drank, his eyes shimmering.

"Unsolicited favors are always suspicious; what do you want from me this time, Reporter Wen?"

His throat itched. "Or did you drug my drink?"

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener.

Wen Jin looked utterly helpless with her eyes wide open; she never expected to be turned on by Fu Yanjing.

It's clear that someone else wanted to drug him.

And the person involved stiffened with a guilty look after hearing this.

"It's not poisonous at all."

Wen Jin took a deep breath and decided to use this opportunity to reprimand him, saying, "I wouldn't dare to do that in front of everyone."

Fu Yanjing fiddled with the empty wine glass, deliberately misinterpreting her meaning.

"Oh, I have indeed considered it, but it's not convenient to implement."

Wen Jin also opened his mouth, like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a kind heart.

Feeling a little annoyed, he said, "Since Mr. Fu is so worried that others are eyeing your looks, he shouldn't drink the wine that others offer him."

But these righteous and stern words failed to clear his name.

The man merely glanced at her indifferently. "I didn't say it was an aphrodisiac."

"What are you feeling guilty about?"