Chapter 42: Are you trying to get my attention?
Chapter 42: Are you trying to get my attention?
The street scene outside the window was like a shooting star.
Those fierce and imposing thugs have been left far, far behind.
Until their figures disappeared from sight, becoming a blurry black dot.
Wen Jin's inner unease did not diminish in the slightest.
It could even be described as heavy.
The car was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. She glanced at the man sitting beside her out of the corner of her eye.
Wen Jin bit her lip, struggling with her dilemma.
I wonder if that kiss just now counted as some kind of unwritten agreement.
Little did they know that all these expressions of frustration, pain, and struggle were seen by Fu Yanjing through the dark car window.
Then the man's indifferent voice rang out, "Speak your mind. Were you spying on me to murder me?"
Wen Jin suddenly realized what was happening and retorted softly, "I'm not that ungrateful."
He scoffed, his tone ambiguous, "So you do know you have no conscience."
Fu Yanjing straightened the slightly wrinkled hem of his suit jacket, recalling what Wen Jinye had said outside the car, and asked casually, "Does your cousin often cause you trouble?"
She wasn't sure what Fu Yanjing's motive was for asking that question.
He couldn't provide her with stable protection, and she had no right to ask him to get involved in this matter. Wen Jin also didn't want to harbor any unrealistic fantasies.
Wen Jin then denied it softly, "No, this was an accident."
But Fu Yanjing's casual gaze swept over her downcast eyes, "I reminded you, you're not very good at lying."
These words instantly transported Wen Jin back to the time before they were together.
Fu Yanjing had said the exact same thing to her almost four years ago.
At that time, she was interning at an obscure financial news program in the port city, and she met Fu Yanjing again at a business event.
The senior who brought Wen Jinye to the event had ulterior motives, intending to send Wen Jinye to the big boss's bed to curry favor. They also set a trap, abandoning Wen Jinye at the event after it ended.
It was winter in the port city, and the temperature dropped sharply at night. Wen Jin was only wearing a thin shirt and stood in the biting wind, feeling completely chilled.
But she waited and waited, and her senior never came to pick her up.
After making the call, I was told, "Xiao Jin, there's an interview that needs you to go. The location is the Victoria Hotel, room 708 on the seventh floor. Boss Wang values you highly."
Although Wen Jin was a novice, he could definitely understand the unspoken meaning in his words.
The knuckles of my hand tightened around the phone.
Seeing that Wen Jin remained silent, the person on the other end of the phone spoke shamelessly yet earnestly, "You must make good use of your youth and beauty. These are irreplaceable resources. A smart person knows what to do and what not to do. You should think carefully about what to do and what not to do. If you serve him well, we will have our time to rise to prominence."
Whether from anger or cold, Wen Jin's teeth were chattering, but her voice was arrogant, "I'll call you senior one last time. If you like serving people so much, why don't you strip naked and lie in his bed?"
Her words were forceful, but tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.
Wen Jin knew that if she didn't go tonight, she would lose her job.
She decided to throw caution to the wind, saying, "Senior, you have a unique advantage over me; you can enter through either the front or back door."
Wen Jin didn't receive a single word of the insults. She finished speaking and then decisively hung up the phone.
Wen Jin exhaled a puff of cold, misty air. At this moment, cars were coming and going all around, each one worth a fortune, but none of them could take her away from this bustling cage.
Due to the commercial activities taking place, this area has been under control for the past two days. Without prior registration, getting a taxi is now incredibly difficult.
Feeling dejected, Wen Jin couldn't help but complain as she walked, thinking of Mr. Wang, the lecherous boss who had caused her to lose her job. "Those evil capitalists, they're all inhuman."
As soon as he finished speaking, a car with an inconspicuous body but an overly conspicuous license plate stopped in front of Wen Jinye.
Wen Jin blinked, the moisture welling up in her eyes, and her vision suddenly cleared.
She stood there, confused. Although she had spoken with great conviction, she was actually quite timid at the time. She even had wild fantasies about whether the boss surnamed Wang, who wielded such power, would actually kidnap her.
Wen Jin had even figured out how she should cry out for help.
But when the car window rolled down, it revealed a face that was all too familiar and stunning to her.
Wen Jin's eyes widened with surprise. "Mr. Fu."
It had only been a month since their last meeting. Fu Yanjing returned the plain ring she had deliberately left in his pocket. Wen Jin was also so reluctant to part, thinking that they would never have any contact again.
The man beckoned to her, his deep voice particularly alluring in the night, "Get in the car, I'm here to restore some of the capitalists' reputation."
Even Wen Jin herself couldn't tell whether she was just too naive and fearless back then, or whether she was truly overwhelmed by love after a long separation.
It made her ignore the vast difference between them, like clouds and the sea, and only want to get closer to him, and even closer still.
She awkwardly tried to find topics to talk about.
The man remained aloof, the curve of his lips neither deliberate nor cold.
Wen Jin belatedly covered her mouth, her voice low and muffled, "Did I talk too much?"
It gives people a sense of vulnerability, as if they have suffered a great injustice.
She turned her body slightly to the side, not daring to look at Fu Yanjing anymore, and could only look at the dark car window.
Their figures were reflected on the glass.
Wen Jin touched it lightly with her fingertips, belatedly realizing that this could be considered their first photo together.
A stray cat leaped across the road in front of the vehicle from the green belt, startling the driver so much that he slammed on the brakes and uttered a complaint.
Wen Jinye's Cantonese wasn't very good back then, and to this day she still doesn't understand what the driver said, but his tone was anything but peaceful.
But the sudden braking caused the car to shake violently, and Wen Jin lost her balance, falling uncontrollably to the side.
Without veering too far, she nestled into Fu Yanjing's arms.
Wen Jin also felt dizzy and lightheaded, her forehead slamming solidly into the brooch on his suit jacket.
But Wen Jinye's first reaction wasn't pain; instead, she was captivated by the sandalwood scent lingering around her nose. His steady heartbeat resounded in her ears, making Wen Jinye forget to get up.
The driver, still shaken, cautiously explained to Fu Yanjing.
Fu Yanjing gave a curt "hmm".
Wen Jin was then startled to realize that his breath was right next to hers.
She looked up and met a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Miss Wen, have you had enough of hiding in my arms?"
A sense of embarrassment belatedly welled up, and Wen Jin sat up as if on springs in an instant, her back stiffening until it was almost perpendicular to the chair.
She touched her forehead, which might swell up like a horn, and tried to distract herself by saying, "I bumped into something and it hurts, so my reaction was a little slow."
But Fu Yanjing's meaningful expression clearly showed that he understood everything, yet he asked her detachedly, "Miss Wen, are you trying to get my attention?"
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