(The score has just been released, it will rise.) Yan Jing Fu comes from a top aristocratic family in Hong Kong, possessing hundreds of billions in assets, and is the unofficial master of the city....
Chapter 85: Even in a life-or-death situation, he didn't forget to curse him.
Chapter 85: Even in a life-or-death situation, he didn't forget to curse him.
In Fu Yanjing's mind, feelings can be so casual.
Wen Jin felt surprisingly no emotion.
There was none of the anger, resentment, grievance, or heartache from being looked down upon.
The drug numbed her nerves, so she was a little tired.
"I don't need it anymore."
She lacked Fu Yanjing's ability to control her emotions.
"Fu Yanjing, I've already decided to start a new life."
A simple sentence clearly draws a line.
Fu Yanjing understood her unspoken meaning.
The answer was both expected and unexpected, and Fu Yanjing felt a surge of restlessness again. "Being with me is the old life, isn't it?"
When did I become old?
It's as if he should be recycled by Zhuanzhuan.
"When we broke up."
Wen Jin also spoke in a soft tone.
I don't know how I feel.
Should she be happy? She couldn't quite grasp her own worth, and her relentless pursuit of true love wasn't without its flaws; she hadn't never caught Fu Yanjing's eye before.
He still had a tiny bit of interest in himself.
However, Wen Jin could not detect the secretion of dopamine; instead, her tongue tasted bitter.
Fu Yanjing was used to being respected, and after their reunion, Wen Jin gave him too many unpleasant looks, which greatly tested his patience and pride.
She's the type of person who responds better to gentleness than force; perhaps the stronger her reaction, the more it will ignite Fu Yanjing's desire to conquer her.
Therefore, her attitude was extremely gentle, and her soft voice flowed like a stream in the night.
“Fu Yanjing, I’ve been to your circle. The wealth and glitz are dazzling and captivating, but that’s not my world.”
Many images flashed through Wen Jin's mind: their first time holding hands and hugging.
For the first time, he whispered in Wen Jinye's ear, calling her "bb".
In her shimmering, peach-blossom eyes, lust surged, devoid of genuine affection.
Her tone was light and casual, as if she really had handled it with ease.
"It's hard to go from luxury to simplicity, so I can't go back to you. I have to adapt in advance."
"Besides, Mr. Fu, who is high and mighty, should not lack women, right? Even if you are lonely and want to find someone to relieve your loneliness or have a heart-to-heart talk, there are plenty of women around you who are prettier and smarter than me."
"Isn't Actress He your best choice?"
His carefully crafted explanation sounded understanding and tactful.
However, she didn't know which word touched a nerve with the man.
Fu Yanjing was still angry.
His face darkened. "Shut up, not a single word of it is something I want to hear."
Wen Jin's lips trembled slightly, unsure of what he wanted to hear.
Seeing Fu Yanjing so close yet with a menacing look on his face, he wisely kept quiet.
But her phone rang.
The air felt somewhat stagnant.
She used this opportunity to push Fu Yanjing away and reached for her phone on the bedside table.
That's when I realized the screen was almost cracked into a spiderweb pattern.
Her phone, which had been with her for four years, was finally reaching the end of its life. Its last message was a voice message from An Yu.
Wen Jin also intended to convert the text, but as soon as her hand touched the white dialog box, the speakerphone sound started playing naturally.
“Jinye baby, you must send me a message after you wake up. I’m sorry I didn’t see the message in time.”
“Although Fu Yanjing saved you, he’s not a good person either. After you woke up, you called me to let me know you were safe. I was afraid he might have ulterior motives towards you.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Jin's nerves tensed up instantly, and she hurriedly tried to click to close the window.
The broken phone screen is completely unresponsive.
Wen Jin opened it smoothly just now, but now it's difficult to close it.
No matter how I click, nothing happens.
An Yu's impassioned voice echoed throughout the bedroom.
The audio recording has finished playing.
The entire bedroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Fu Yanjing sat on the sofa, his voice unreadable, "You two are really alike."
He's a complete scoundrel.
Wen Jin was also somewhat annoyed, realizing he had been careless.
He was worried that Fu Yanjing would be angry and take it out on An Yu.
He was eager to exonerate An Yu, taking all the blame upon himself, "Don't blame An Yu, she didn't really want to scold you. It's because I always spoke ill of you in front of her that she has some prejudice against you."
"I will find a way to make up for what I did to you back then..."
Wen Jin's voice trailed off as she said, "Slander."
Having been insulted twice by the same person in one day, Fu Yanjing's gaze turned cold. "Fine, you make it up to them."
He spoke in a defiant tone, with an element of deliberately trying to scare Wen Jinye, his voice heavy, "If she doesn't make amends, I'll blacklist her."
The word "kill" was uttered through gritted teeth, as if the speaker truly intended to kill.
The room felt stuffy.
Fu Yanjing got up and went to open the window.
The early autumn evening breeze brings a touch of refreshing coolness.
The familiar scent of gardenias still lingers in the air.
The woman's soft arms wrapped around his waist.
Through the thin fabric of his pajamas, he could clearly feel the warmth of Wen Jinye's cheek pressed against his back.
His deep, dark eyes cleared up instantly.
The blood was scalding hot.
Fu Yanjing's tense voice cracked slightly, "Wen Jinye, what do you mean?"
"What kind of 'playing hard to get' game is this?"
Her body was so soft; her hands were simply resting neatly on his abs without moving, but Fu Yanjing felt something coursing through his blood.
Wen Jin let Fu Yanjing pull her arm and turn around to press her against the window.
The night wind tousled her hair.
Her eyes showed no emotion, her tone was businesslike, and her reply was very docile.
"Didn't you say you'd make amends?"
She was genuinely afraid of affecting An Yu. Wen Jin also stood on tiptoe, but the height difference was too great, and her soft lips could only land on Fu Yanjing's slightly stubbled chin.
"Let's talk this out. Please don't take your anger out on An Yu, okay?"
Before, I would get slapped for even kissing her.
Now that it's related to An Yu, she actually brought it over on her own initiative.
This kiss chilled Fu Yanjing. "Where's your bottom line of 'I'd rather die than submit'? You'd abandon your bottom line for An Yu."
Wen Jin didn't deny it, "Yes, I'd give up anything for her."
Because An Yu would do the same for her.
Who did she learn this skill from that she can make Fu Yanjing dislike every word she says?
So, by trying to please him and giving him a kiss, Wen Jin had made a huge sacrifice.
Fu Yanjing released Wen Jinye, "Don't make it sound so aggrieved. I didn't say anything when I was scolded."
"You can curse me even when you're facing life and death, no wonder the people around you are so aggressive towards me."
Wen Jin was also somewhat bewildered.
Although I did complain about him, it's inevitable to feel resentful when you can't have the one you love.
Wen Jin also felt that this was only human nature.
When did she ever curse him in a life-or-death situation?
Fu Yanjing gestured for her to look at her phone. "Go through our chat history yourself. Unfortunately, I'm not blind and I can read."
Wen Jin did the same.
The phone screen is incredibly difficult to use; I had to press it several times before I could actually press it.
She finally understood why Fu Yanjing was able to save her.
In that moment of panic, her fingertips unconsciously tapped randomly on the screen, accidentally clicking into Fu Yanjing's chat box.
Wen Jin also looked at the contents above:
I patted Fu Yanjing on the shoulder.
Wen Jinye: [From g Otherworld Class vv You're Sick]
Fu Yanjing: ?
Fu Yanjing: ? Did a bird peck your phone?
Fu Yanjing: What exactly are you trying to say?
Fu Yanjing: Wen Jin?
...
He ground his teeth and laughed in a way that was hard to decipher.
"Even in a life-or-death situation, he didn't forget to curse me."
"Wen Jinye, you're really something."
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