Chapter 53: He's not my boyfriend

Chapter 53: He's not my boyfriend

Fu Yanjing also took Wen Jin out of Huaimi.

It must be someone with connections and influence; somehow, a medical worker in a white coat was waiting with a first-aid kit in the Maybach parked at the entrance of Huaimi.

Wen Jin sat down, and the person methodically helped her with her tasks.

Fortunately, the bloodstains on her fair arm looked horrifying, but the wound itself wasn't serious.

But at this moment, Wen Jin's tense nerves relaxed, and the pain belatedly surged up.

Her brow furrowed unconsciously.

Seeing this, the medical staff assumed it was because the young girl was concerned about her appearance, and comforted her with a smile, saying, "Don't worry, ma'am, if you take good care of the wound, it won't leave a scar at all."

She glanced at Fu Yanjing standing outside the car, "Besides, your boyfriend is so concerned about you, he'll definitely apply the medicine to you on time."

Wen Jin's heartstrings trembled. "He's not my boyfriend."

"ah?"

"He is not."

In the instant she vehemently denied it, Wen Jin was actually somewhat dazed.

Similar scenes have occurred in the port city.

They had only been together for a short time when Wen Jin also developed a fever and fainted, and was taken to the hospital by her colleagues.

Unexpectedly, the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Fu Yanjing standing guard by my bedside.

The nurse who came in to change the IV drip looked on with longing and envy. "Miss, your boyfriend is so thoughtful. He's been sitting by the bed, gazing lovingly at your sleeping face."

Wen Jin's lips were pale, and her voice was still hoarse from just waking up.

But her first reaction was that, given Fu Yanjing's status, he would never think of making their relationship public.

Then, in a hoarse voice, she denied it, saying, "He's not my boyfriend."

But the difference was that this time, Fu Yanjing bent down and held her hand, deliberately showing a hurt expression, as if accusing her of being a heartless and scumbag.

"Beauty, why aren't you my boyfriend anymore? Do you think I'm not presentable enough?"

This time, however, he remained silent.

Ren Youwen also clarified their relationship.

The medical staff were slightly taken aback, and said awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry."

The wound has been treated.

Fu Yanjing's driver personally called a taxi for her and saw her off.

Wen Jin didn't want to linger here any longer.

Thinking of what Xu Xiangbai had just said about He Jiayu arriving soon, she wondered how she could possibly delay his reconciliation with his beloved.

She didn't want to be a thorn in their relationship.

Wen Jin, being sensible, gently reminded the figure standing outside the car door.

"Miss He should be arriving soon. Mr. Fu, please go and keep her company."

"Also, thank you for tonight."

Her response was a cryptic chuckle from the man: "So you're worried about my love life now, or are you testing me here?"

Does he have paranoia?

Wen Jin was also taken aback, lowered her eyes, and her docile demeanor carried a hint of clear-headed detachment.

"I just feel that I have wasted a lot of Mr. Fu's precious time."

He raised an eyebrow. "You know there's been a lot of waste?"

The slow, low voice seemed to carry an unspoken meaning.

Those three years truly became a mess.

He never truly loved her, nor did he ever mistreat her.

In Fu Yanjing's eyes, he had spent three years raising an ungrateful wretch who was never satisfied.

But--

Those who are used to observing all living beings would never know her simplest wish.

Wen Jin didn't want to continue this topic. Since it was a mess, let's just turn the page.

Anyway, they won't have a future; they never had one in the first place.

Wen Jin also wanted to leave, but then she remembered that An Yu had asked Xu Xiangbai to take care of her.

She poked her head out of the car, looking somewhat worried. "Did Mr. Xu send you a message?"

Fu Yanjing glanced at his phone casually. "No."

Wen Jin couldn't sit still any longer and jumped out of the car. "No, I have to go in and check on her. I'm worried about her safety."

However, after taking only a few steps, they saw Xu Xiangbai carrying An Yu as he walked out of Huaimi Village.

It was obvious that Fu Yanjing's gaze had also fallen on that side.

He had his hands in his pockets, a cool smile playing on his lips.

The mocking tone sounded like it was indignant on Xu Xiangbai's behalf, "Wen Jinye, whose safety should you be worried about?"

"Your ability to turn the tables on me is truly admirable."

Wen Jin's face was burning.

She had always known that An Yu had a bad temper when drunk.

But it was also the first time I'd ever seen her so difficult to massage, even more so than a pig during the Lunar New Year.

Xu Xiangbai's black trousers were covered with her shoe prints; with each stomp of her eight-centimeter stiletto heels, Xu Xiangbai would grimace.

It really hurt terribly.

Upon seeing that Wen Jinye was still there, he reacted as if he had seen a savior and threw An Yu at Wen Jinye's feet without saying a word.

"Reporter Wen, you must calculate my work injury compensation."

An Yu was still unaware of what had happened and remained in a daze.

She hugged Wen Jinye's leg and whimpered, "It hurts."

Xu Xiangbai got angry, bent down as if he was about to fight the drunkard, and said, "You still have the nerve to say it hurts?"

An Yu tilted her head back towards the source of his voice, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, even the corners of her eyes shimmering with a flushed red from intoxication.

The moment he met her dazed gaze, he took a closer look at the drunkard's face for the first time.

Xu Xiangbai felt inexplicably deflated.

His lips trembled slightly.

Finally, she left with a very harmless complaint: "She's quite pretty, how come she's so savage?"

After saying that, he acted as if he were being chased by a ghost, and left temporarily under the pretext of changing clothes.

As soon as Xu Xiangbai left, He Jiayu walked over here.

She noticed this side when she parked her car, and called out in a coquettish voice from afar, "Ah Jing~ Why did Xiang Bai leave?"

"Going to change clothes."

He Jiayu stood next to Fu Yanjing. Even though she had seen Wen Jinye long ago, she still pretended to be surprised because of her acting skills as a movie star. "What a coincidence, Reporter Wen is here too."

Wen Jin had just finished replying to Song Zaizhen's message and was struggling to help An Yu up.

He Jiayu glanced at the person leaning against Wen Jinye's chest, "Is this the person Xiang Bai just brought out? Is this reporter Wen?"

"Hmm." Wen Jin replied indifferently, only wanting to take An Yu away quickly.

Even a tiny mosquito is still meat.

If paparazzi who are staking out Ho Chia-Yu late at night take pictures of her here, An Yu will be caught in the crossfire.

After all, her public persona in the industry is that of a pure, innocent little white rabbit.

Wen Jin also vowed to defend An Yu's underwear to the death.

However, He Jiayu was stunned for a moment when she saw An Yu's face clearly.

"What a small world! I never expected that one of the younger colleagues in our company would be Ms. Wen's best friend."

"Then An Yu's connection with Xiang Bai might not be limited to tonight."

Wen Jin wasn't in the mood to beat around the bush with her, and was even a little worried that He Jiayu might use her status to make things difficult for An Yu in the company and the entertainment industry because she disliked her.

"What's the meaning?"

He Jiayu smiled, pursing her lips, "Our company is about to change hands. Xiang Bai will become the largest shareholder."

"In other words, An Yu was just stirring up trouble by stepping on the future boss's head."