Chapter 150: He only has a little money.
Chapter 150: He only has a little money
Wen Jin also had a small task at Ji Shuxin's wedding.
Niki, the Samoyed she had raised for six years, was handpicked by Ji Shuxin to be the flower girl who delivered the ring.
But Niki is too mischievous. In unfamiliar environments, she just wants to have fun and is always wary of her bridesmaids.
Previous rehearsals had all ended in failure.
The wedding planner originally led Niki to the dressing room to persuade Ji Shuxin to change her strategy, since it was a once-in-a-lifetime wedding and no one wanted any flaws.
But Ji Shuxin always felt that it would be a real regret if it weren't for the children she had raised before giving her the ring.
Whether before or after marriage, Niki was her only family.
Surprisingly, Niki seems to be particularly fond of Ono.
As soon as they came in, they surrounded Wen Jinye, sniffing around.
The bridesmaid who followed later handed the dog leash to Wen Jinye as if she had seen a savior, saying, "I tried to build a revolutionary friendship with her for half a day, but it all failed. What are you covered in?"
"Maybe it's because I smell like chirping birds?" Wen Jin wasn't too sure, but she'd always had a thing for animals.
So, Wen Jin was also forced into the role, and she had to do her makeup, choose a dress, and take on the important task of delivering the ring with Niki.
When she came out of the dressing room, she saw Chen Zhaoxu again.
He was accompanied by several friends who looked to be dressed in suits, smoking together in the corridor.
Seeing Wen Jin come out, Chen Zhaoxu brazenly bumped into the boy next to him.
He also felt superior to Wen Jin by class, so he didn't even lower his voice, "Hey, this is her, my wife's very pretty junior from school."
"It's really nice."
Birds of a feather flock together, and his friends were naturally a bunch of hooligans.
They've only been packaged with money and status; deep down they're still unruly.
Are you single?
Some people laughed and scolded, "Do you care whether a woman is single or not when you're sleeping with her? You've slept with married women."
Wen Jin also clenched her fists, holding up the hem of her skirt.
She'd heard those dogs bark so many times she was immune to them.
It's hard to imagine that Ji Shuxin would spend the rest of her life with Chen Zhaoxu in this kind of circle.
The elevator doors opened.
A man in a sharp suit walked in with an air of nonchalance.
Chen Zhaoxu and his group immediately changed their expressions, becoming respectful and asking, "Young Master Zhao, what brings you here?"
Zhao Jinming's expression was indifferent, showing no sign of any enthusiasm for taking the initiative.
In fact, I was indeed urged by my family to come and do it just to put on a show.
After all, the Zhao family has a small project that the Chen family is working on, and this hotel is also under Zhao Jinming's name.
"Happy wedding." He took the cigarette Chen Zhaoxu offered him, without bending down, and let Chen Zhaoxu light it for him.
As he exhaled a thin wisp of smoke, he noticed a figure brushing past him.
He narrowed his eyes in disbelief. "Wen Jin?"
Wen Jin also paused in his steps.
She had been with Fu Yanjing for three years, so it wouldn't be surprising if Zhao Jinming, even if he were a forgetful person, recognized her.
"Why are you in Gangcheng again?"
Chen Zhaoxu immediately stepped forward, his face full of obsequiousness, "Does our junior, Ms. Jin, know Mr. Zhao?"
Now he adopted a more respectful tone, saying, "She's my wife's junior from school, and she came specifically to attend my wife's wedding."
He probably misunderstood the relationship between Wen Jinye and Zhao Jinming.
As he spoke, he adopted an air of deep camaraderie with Wen Jinye, then said with some annoyance, "Jinye, you're really something, why didn't you tell me about you and President Zhao sooner..."
Wen Jin also spoke calmly, "Not familiar with them."
She didn't want to be involved with anything related to Fu Yanjing anymore.
Besides, Zhao Jinming never took her seriously from the beginning.
Wen Jin also lifted her skirt, not even wanting to maintain basic politeness, just wanting to get away from this hypocritical vortex of fawning and flattery as soon as possible.
She didn't expect Zhao Jinming to follow her.
The numbers on the LED lights next to the elevator doors rose steadily, and Zhao Jinming's footsteps stopped behind Wen Jinye.
"Miss Wen, please wait."
He flicked his cigarette ash. "Does Jing know you're here?"
Wen Jin also recalled the scene of meeting him at the airport, where he was standing next to others, craning his neck to listen to them speak.
I didn't see her.
"I don't know, and I have no obligation to tell you."
Zhao Jinming was somewhat surprised. "I thought you would at least want to contact A-Jing."
"You're overthinking it."
"It's best that you've let go." Zhao Jinming chuckled, his words carrying a hint of probing. "A-Jing should be getting married to the second young lady of the Sheng family. It's indeed the best choice for us to forget each other in the world."
“Mr. Zhao, you don’t need to come here specifically to give me a warning.”
Wen Jin stared at the elevator floor number without turning around. "I've long since let go of what happened between Fu Yanjing and me. Apart from having some money, he doesn't have anything that makes me feel unforgettable."
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The elevator doors opened.
Wen Jin also went inside.
"After all, no one says I shouldn't set foot in Hong Kong again after breaking up with Fu Yanjing, right?"
She pressed the close button, saying, "Please go ahead."
Zhao Jinming touched his nose.
It's been a long time since we last saw Fu Yanjing's cautious ex-girlfriend, and she seems to have changed quite a bit.
After Wen Jinye left, Zhao Jinming held the phone in his palm to his ear, his tone playful, "I told you I saw your ex-girlfriend, but you didn't believe me. Do you believe me now?"
After a few seconds of silence, a sound like a bell being struck seemed to travel through the gurgling electricity.
Even his weary tone sounded serious, "You're very free?"
"Generally free."
Zhao Jinming, now seemingly enjoying the spectacle, said, "You heard what that young reporter said, didn't you, Mr. Fu?"
His tone was devoid of respect, full of mockery: "Your charm has diminished."
The voice on the other end of the phone was Zhao Jinming's usual indifference: "None of your business."
*
Ci'en Temple has been a place of worship for the Fu family for many years, and both the old lady and the old man Fu are devout Buddhists.
Within days of settling in the port city, the entire Fu family, both direct and collateral branches, mobilized.
In the mountaintop temple, the chanting of sutras was loud and powerful, praying for the safety of Old Master Fu.
The deep, resonant sound of the bell echoed through the valley as the descendants of the Fu family offered incense in turn.
Fu Yanjing hung up on Zhao Jinming.
As he offered incense, Wen Jin's calm and indifferent words echoed in his mind.
He burned his hand on the falling incense ash.
The incense cauldron was burning scriptures, and the scattered incense ash was stirred up by the wind and fell on Fu Yanjing.
It stands out particularly on a well-tailored suit.
Sheng Pianran was happy to put on a show of affection for her lover in front of the Fu family, especially the old man, and went over to take pictures.
He wore a brooch on his suit jacket, its diamond-encrusted edges sharp and distinct. Fu Yanjing instinctively reached for Sheng Pianran's wrist to avoid her approach.
However, the clash of forces caused Sheng Pianran's fingertip to scratch the brooch.
Blood beads seeped out.
"Why are you carrying a weapon?" She frowned, her temper flaring, and her tone became reproachful. "Grandpa and the others are watching. Do you have to embarrass me and make sure they notice something's amiss?"
Fu Yanjing's tone was detached and indifferent, "This pointless drama is something you have to act out."
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