Chapter 69: You say you have no money?

Chapter 69: You say you have no money?

Wen Jin understood the next sentence that followed.

"Wen Jin has been by your side for three years, never making a fuss or causing trouble. She even refused the car and house you offered her. What is she after?"

Some people say, "Everyone who sees Ah Jing is eager to be with her; she's playing the long game."

In the dim light, Fu Yanjing casually exhaled a puff of smoke.

His expression was indifferent. "Who knows what she's after?"

"As long as she's not too greedy, I can give her whatever she wants. As long as we can part ways amicably in the future, that's fine."

After all, in aristocratic families like theirs, most marriages are arranged by family alliances, with no genuine affection whatsoever.

Who among men and women hasn't had a few relationships before marriage?

Whether it's a canary or a girlfriend, there are plenty of restless people who resort to crying, making a scene, or even threatening suicide.

She even attempted to conceive a child and gain entry into the family home.

That's pure wishful thinking.

At most, it will just become a source of some amusement.

For a powerful family, dealing with a gold digger with no background is as simple as lifting a finger.

Someone scoffed, "What if we can't shake them off then?"

Wen Jin felt as if she was being choked.

She lay stiffly on his lap, listening to his nonchalant reply.

“I know her; she’s very sensible.”

How confident they are!

How high and mighty they are.

The equality in the relationship that she wanted was never achieved from the beginning.

Wen Jin also experienced a sudden, explosive auditory hallucination.

I felt cold all over.

For the past three years, she had carefully maintained the balance between them, but in the end, it all became a joke.

She pursued it passionately and looked forward to it eagerly.

In Fu Yanjing's eyes, it was nothing more than a game of climbing the ladder of wealth and status.

He looked down at her, judging her.

The sounds of men and women laughing and joking filled the air.

Wen Jin pretended to be asleep with her eyes closed, but she couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

It's just dating; what she wants is to be in love.

Unable to transcend social class, she never dared to hope that Fu Yanjing would stand up to his family for her sake.

She just wanted a beautiful memory.

Even if this relationship doesn't work out.

But in the end, even this was not fulfilled.

After she calmed herself down and pretended to wake up, Fu Yanjing asked her in a low voice, "Why are you crying?"

How gentle.

But beneath that affectionate exterior lies cold blood.

Wen Jin also said she was fine, just a little allergic to alcohol.

Fu Yanjing did not inquire further.

The next day, Wen Jin also accepted the job transfer offer from the station.

My new work environment is at Jiangbei TV Station.

And bought a plane ticket for that night as quickly as possible.

She was determined to sever everything here; without destruction, there can be no construction.

Otherwise, if this continues, she will eventually be shattered in this relationship.

Fu Yanjing knew nothing about it and even had his assistant deliver the jewelry gift he had casually bought.

Fu Yanjing would send her a lot of these things every month.

Each piece is ridiculously expensive.

The nanny is very good at talking.

Whenever I see these, I always praise, "Young Master has such good taste."

"This ring makes your hands look even whiter."

"Pink diamonds suit you so well."

After much praise, even Wen Jin came to believe that this was a gift he had carefully selected and put a lot of thought into.

She carefully put each item away, as if it were a precious treasure.

She found out later.

Fu Yanjing gave her these things simply to give a brief explanation to the department store.

He doesn't need to go to the store or even look at the products. Every month, a staff member from the counter will contact his assistant, and the products will be delivered based on their judgment.

That contains millions upon millions of dollars.

But it wasn't his intention.

Not at all.

So, looking at the latest jewelry delivered by her assistant, Wen Jin glanced at it indifferently and said, "Just put it there."

After she broke up with Fu Yanjing, these things were no longer hers.

She didn't even accept that thing.

Despite living in the Xishan Mansion for so long, Wen Jinye didn't own much of what truly belonged to her.

She sent some of the items that were inconvenient to carry to An Yu.

The rest fit perfectly in the suitcase.

Wen Jinye's commotion could not be kept secret from the nanny who lived under the same roof.

After tidying up the yard, the housekeeper looked at Wen Jinye packing her things with unease. "Miss, what are you doing?"

Wen Jin said calmly and frankly, "I'm breaking up with Fu Yanjing."

The aunt was taken aback. "This...how could this be so sudden?"

Having lived together for so long, Fu Yanjing hadn't developed any real feelings for her, but the nanny was genuinely reluctant to part with Wen Jinye.

"Does the young master know?"

Wen Jin also threw the cup she had used into the trash can, "He'll find out soon enough."

The nanny wanted to say something more.

But he was interrupted by a phone call.

The call came from the Fu family manor.

The nanny was transferred from the Fu family manor and had served Mrs. Fu for decades.

It's perfectly normal for Madam Fu to report on the trivialities of Fu Yanjing's life at any time.

Wen Jin was naturally one of these trivial matters.

The Fu family had known of her existence for a long time.

But even after being with Fu Yanjing for three years, Wen Jin never once received a reprimand from the Fu family.

In movies and TV dramas, the scene where a wealthy wife tells her son's poor girlfriend to get lost with a check for tens of millions of dollars has never actually happened.

She thought it was because the Fu family had a grand vision, and that Fu Yanjing had made efforts in this regard.

But now Wen Jin has figured it out.

It turns out they didn't take Wen Jin seriously at all.

...

Wen Jin also silently walked out of the villa where Song Zaizhen was holding his birthday party.

This area is all villas, and there are more than a dozen luxury cars parked on the wide road in front of the gate.

One of them was very familiar; Wen Jin had once driven it to intimidate Tan Donglin, thus gaining a moment of peace.

Wen Jin's gaze lingered on that car for only a second.

Just as I was about to look down to find a ride-hailing app, the headlights of the Porsche not far away suddenly lit up.

The beeping sound startled Wen Jin.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"stop."

Wen Jin didn't turn around; her slender back was filled with stubbornness and aloofness.

Her voice was indifferent as well, "What are your instructions, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Yanjing gritted his teeth, actually having no idea what he was doing.

"drive."

Was she his personal assistant or his driver?

In a panic, she got into Fu Yanjing's car and was determined to make amends by driving it eight hundred times.

However, Wen Jin never received any more harassment from Tan Donglin or his creditors after that day.

He was probably the one who orchestrated it.

Wen Jin took a deep breath, resignedly reached out and took the car keys.

He repeated the same thing again: "My driving skills are not good."

Fu Yanjing curled his lips, "Aren't you quite capable?"

In the cramped space, the air was completely still.

Neither of them spoke again, and they didn't even make eye contact.

There was only an eerie silence.

The two people looked no different from normal people.

His expression was calm.

In reality, their hearts were churning with turmoil.

Wen Jin also started the engine.

Fu Yanjing parked his car in such a tricky way that it almost grazed the decorative Taishan stone on the roadside.

Wen Jin doesn't have that kind of driving skill either.

Step on the gas.

"Bang—"

A loud bang.

The front of the car crashed straight into it, leaving a large dent.

Fu Yanjing gave a cold laugh, "You're really something."

Wen Jin also bit her lip, "My driving skills are just average to begin with."

Still feeling resentful, she mimicked Fu Yanjing's tone, "I told you long ago that my driving skills are mediocre, but you didn't believe me."

How could Fu Yanjing not hear the sarcasm in her tone?

He spoke in a low, cold voice, "Just wait to pay up."

Wen Jin was so poor that he had no reason to complain, "If you can't afford to pay, then kill me."

Fu Yanjing clearly did not believe it.

"The jewelry and ornaments sent to Xishan Villa back then were countless. You're telling me you don't have the money?"

One sentence left Wen Jin stunned.