Chapter 211: The tool for reporting safety has broken down.
Chapter 211: The tool for reporting safety has broken down
He sounded helpless, not daring to imagine what would have happened if he hadn't called Wen Jinye at that exact moment.
If he hadn't made it here today.
Even if the video can be successfully uploaded to the TV station.
What about Wen Jinye?
What will she experience after being held back by that group of people?
Fu Yanjing didn't want his lingering fear to show on his serious emotions and affect Wen Jinye.
He controlled his voice, speaking slowly and deliberately in a low voice, his words carrying a hint of doting tenderness.
"Now that you're clear-headed, have you become tougher? Why aren't you afraid at all?"
He knew that Wen Jin also had his own pursuits when it came to journalism.
However, what he said still couldn't hide his gentle reproach for her disregarding her own life.
Wen Jin also kept her head down and did not look at him.
Taking advantage of his height, he looked down and couldn't see the expression on Wen Jinye's face.
All that could be seen was her thin shoulders slumping slightly with each deep breath she took to regulate her emotions.
And her fingers twisting the hem of her clothes.
Fu Yanjing immediately regretted it.
He sighed softly.
I have learned to reflect on myself by judging Wen Jinye's emotions.
"Wen Jinye, I didn't intend to use the guise of concern to forcefully interfere with what you do."
"I just wanted to—"
I'll support you.
He will always be here.
But Fu Yanjing didn't finish his sentence.
All words were swallowed up by the fragrant breeze of gardenias that lingered around my nose.
Wen Jin stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Fu Yanjing's waist.
Suddenly, he said frankly, "I'm afraid."
"I was terrified just now."
Fu Yanjing seemed to freeze in place, his blood seemingly turning to ice.
He and Wen Jin also had many intimate moments.
But at this moment—
An embrace devoid of any romantic intentions, yet overflowing with trust.
This made Fu Yanjing extremely excited.
But the hug was fleeting.
In the brief moment he stood there, stunned like a young boy, before he could even hug Wen Jinye back, her face had already moved away from Fu Yanjing's chest.
The frustration in his eyes and brows was unmistakable.
It seems that he was questioning himself in his heart why he had acted impulsively and crossed the line.
The urgent sirens of an ambulance could be heard in the distance.
At this moment, Assistant Dong, who had been watching from a distance, finally seized the opportunity and appeared in front of Fu Yanjing.
He was holding Fu Yanjing's phone, which had just stopped ringing.
"Boss, someone from the He family called and sent me a message. Should we negotiate?"
Fu Yanjing's expression instantly turned cold.
"No need."
They called out of alarm that Fu Yanjing would get involved in a small project in Jiangbei.
Fu Yanjing calmly instructed: "By the way, in the name of the Fu family, report under your real name why such a shoddy project was able to pass inspection."
"yes."
After the ambulance arrived, the unconscious homeowner was lifted onto a stretcher.
The traffic police arrived soon after.
After finding Wen Jin's phone, which had been found dead inside the car, Fu Yanjing kept Dong Qi behind to negotiate further and cooperate with the traffic police.
The group of men in black slunk away.
Only then did everything come to a close.
No matter how urgent and dangerous the situation was, Wen Jin remained calm and composed throughout.
Only now is that panicked feeling starting to flare up.
I don't know if it was from the pain or from the lingering fear.
She felt inexplicably weak in the legs.
They could only lean on the trunk of a nearby maple tree for support.
The tall figure stood before Wen Jinye once again.
Then bend over.
Caught completely off guard, Wen Jin scooped the person up.
"I'll take you back."
“I…” Wen Jin’s breath trembled. “I can walk by myself.”
"Then what were you doing holding onto the tree trunk just now?"
He could always see through her feigned composure at a glance.
Wen Jin didn't say anything more. Her hand, which had been hanging by her side, slowly fell to his chest and grabbed a small piece of fabric.
Fu Yanjing carefully placed the person in the passenger seat.
Wen Jin was also a little confused and subconsciously reached for the seat belt.
But she grasped the man's warm hand.
She looked up and met Fu Yanjing's ambiguous smile.
"Are you in such a hurry to hold my hand?"
Fu Yanjing grasped Wen Jin's startled fingers, which were trying to pull away.
He gave it a light rub, his tone rather casual, "Just bear with it a little longer. I'll let you hold it as much as you want once I get in the car."
He fastened Wen Jinye's seatbelt.
Wen Jin also put on a stern face and pretended to be indifferent, but couldn't help the soft helplessness in her eyes.
Fu Yanjing chuckled and couldn't resist reaching out to pinch Wen Jinye's cheek.
How can she be so cute?
It's purely a physiological attraction.
The car started moving slowly.
The scenery outside the car window changed several times.
Wen Jin felt relieved and began fiddling with her broken phone.
Looking at her phone, which had been with her for several years and had finally shattered into a foldable screen, she sighed slowly.
"Don't fiddle with it, or you'll end up with parts scattered all over the floor."
Fu Yanjing's voice cut in abruptly. Seeing the woman's wistful expression, he calmly delivered the final blow:
"It's too late to turn the tide."
Wen Jinye: ...
Fu Yanjing kept his eyes fixed ahead, but out of the corner of his eye he still saw the woman fiddling with her phone, unwilling to give up.
It was as if her caresses could bring the phone back to life.
I can roughly guess what Wen Jin is worried about.
Fu Yanjing's deep, magnetic voice reassured, "Don't worry, I've already sent someone to confirm. Kong Shenlin has uploaded the materials; we're just waiting for the report."
This is indeed one of the issues that Wen Jin is worried about.
But there's one more thing.
She needed to let An Yu know she was safe.
After guessing that there might be problems with Liuyu Bay, Wen Jin thoroughly searched for all the official information about Liuyu Bay.
Naturally, the search also revealed the company that owns the residential complex and the person in charge of that company.
He Yingzhen.
We live in the same north bank of the Yangtze River, and share the same surname.
Wen Jin's first reaction was that this was He Jiayu's father.
However, no information about the relationship between He Jiayu and He Yingzhen can be found online.
Even when Wen Jin searched for He Jiayu again, apart from the fact that her popularity had cooled down but there was still a lot of negative information about her, she could not find any posts about her family.
Wen Jin also suspected that she was experiencing memory confusion.
So I called my best friend, who was currently abroad participating in a travel variety show, to confirm.
The answer I received was definite.
An Yu said decisively, "Why did He Jiayu get everything she wanted when she first debuted, with all the good resources being poured into her hands? Besides the fact that her name was tied to Xu Xiangbai and Fu Yanjing, it was also because she had the He family backing her, which is why she was so arrogant."
"However, it's normal that we can't find it now. He Jiayu has a lot of scandals. If she is associated with the He family now, then every move of the He family will be magnified a hundredfold."
An Yu's mind raced, and she came to a conclusion: "So the He family's move can be considered a desperate attempt to cut their losses, or not, it's just a way to extricate themselves from the situation at this time. The He family not only didn't interfere in He Jiayu's affairs at all, but also immediately erased all connections between He Jiayu and the He family."
After she finished speaking, she changed the subject: "But—Baby Jin, why are you asking this?"
Wen Jin had nothing to hide from An Yu, so she told her everything.
However, An Yu, who was well aware of He Jiayu's despicable methods, was alarmed, since such methods are bound to be passed down from generation to generation.
Similarly, An Yu was also very clear about Wen Jinye's personality.
She didn't say a word to stop them, but only said worriedly, "Baby, that could be dangerous. If it gets reported, that's fine, but if it doesn't, they'll definitely use it as an excuse to retaliate against you."
"I will do everything I can to protect myself."
"Then remember to let me know you're safe."
...
But for now, the person is safe and sound.
The tool used to report that everyone was safe broke down.
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