Chapter 65: Entering the Inner Chambers, Something's Going On!
Chapter 65: Entering the Inner Chamber, Something's Going On!
Song Zaizhen racked his brains trying to find a reason for himself, but before he could come up with a suitable one, Wen Jinye in front of him slowly stopped.
"I'm downstairs."
Wow, this neighborhood is so small! How could it be so small?
"Then take this away." Song Zaizhen shoved the bracelet, still warm from his hand, back to Wen Jinye without further ado. "I have no reason to take back what I've given away."
"I don't want to."
Wen Jin also grabbed his arm, trying to stuff it into his pocket.
I was also surprised that he was wearing a long-sleeved jacket on such a hot night.
But as soon as he grabbed Song Zaizhen's arm, even though he hadn't used much force, Song Zaizhen suddenly showed a pained expression.
"hiss--"
Wen Jin was also startled, thinking that someone had suddenly unlocked her inner strength. "What happened?"
Song Zaizhen wanted to say that it was nothing.
She always treated him like a younger brother, so he should pretend to be calm and say that everything is fine.
This pain is nothing to adult men.
But when he met her caring gaze, he suddenly changed his mind.
He took off his coat, revealing long and short red and swollen marks on his arms.
I still can't resist being a male "green tea" (a manipulative woman) to gain attention.
Wen Jin was indeed shocked, "Who hit you?"
"My grandfather."
Thinking of this, Song Zaizhen's expression darkened.
To prevent him from competing with Song Zaicheng for power, his parents never allowed him to get involved in anything related to business from childhood, and gave him the greatest possible indulgence as long as he did not break the law.
But the old man couldn't stand his idle lifestyle.
Furthermore, when the old man was about to abdicate, the Song family's initial choice for successor was not Song Chunju.
Song Chunju was the victor in that drama of brothers fighting amongst themselves.
So the old man vented all the anger he had been holding in for years on him.
But Wen Jin wanted to know as little as possible about these complicated family backgrounds.
He said casually, "He was a dignified and upright old man with a Taoist air, and he couldn't stand my dissolute behavior."
Song Zaizhen chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Who knew this old man could be so ruthless at his age? Anyone who didn't know better would think my brother was his grandson and I was just trash picked up from the street."
Wen Jin also thought of herself back then.
Tan Donglin was rebellious. After arguing with Zhao Qin at home and smashing things, he ran out. Zhao Qin then took out all her anger on him.
She smashed the low stool to pieces, and Zhao Qin's hysterical voice could be heard throughout the entire building.
"You, a mere burden, dare to laugh at me?"
"I told you to look, so look again!"
Back then, her body was always covered in bruises.
Wen Jin sympathized, her eyes showing concern, "Why don't you treat your wound?"
Song Zaizhen looked down, the lamplight shattering in her eyes.
"Sister, I ran away from home, could you take me in?"
"No." Despite her distress, Wen Jin was also very legally conscious. "You can't just pick up any man you see on the street."
However, when she met Song Zaizhen's momentarily dimmed eyes, her heart softened. "But I can help you treat your wound first."
After all, it's the middle of summer, and it's easy for it to get inflamed if it's not treated.
Song Zaizhen's sudden rise in tone made Wen Jin feel as if she could see a big dog wagging its tail.
"Well then, thank you, sister."
Wen Jin was momentarily stunned when An Kang changed his expression, as if she saw him as a child.
Suddenly, she understood why Song Zaizhen had fallen for her so quickly after only a short time together.
Perhaps that wasn't love at all.
After all, people who have emotional voids in their hearts often try to fill them with love.
She just happened to be there.
Wen Jin sighed, "I can only give you a basic treatment. If it's serious, you'll need to go to the hospital."
"besides--"
"Realize your feelings sooner rather than later, and stop fooling around with me."
Song Zaizhen was very tall, and his presence was very strong in the small elevator.
The overhead light shone on his hair, casting a small patch of uneven shadows on his face from his stray hairs and eyelashes.
His eyes were dark, and he remained silent for a long time.
Until the elevator stopped at the floor where Wen Jinye was.
As the door opened, he lowered his head and spoke very softly.
"Sister, I saw it clearly now."
"This time I really see things clearly."
*
Today is Mr. Song's 80th birthday banquet.
Song Chunju had been preparing for a long time, and he had even personally decided on the guests to be invited.
It cost a great deal of manpower, financial resources, and materials to hold the event on a grand scale.
No one expected it to end in such a farce, making it a laughing stock for the powerful and influential people of Jiangbei.
Grandpa Song's cane fell on Song Zaizhen's arm from behind as if it were free.
After Song Zaizhen got up, he smashed Old Master Song's cake to pieces in front of everyone.
Finally, he drove off in that blue supercar.
No matter how hard Ren Song chased after him in the city, he couldn't catch up.
The black Maybach drove quietly through the traffic, while Fu Yanjing casually held up his phone, listening to Song Chunju's repeated apologies.
"We apologize for our poor hospitality tonight, which made you laugh at us."
He gave perfunctory replies, showing little interest in small talk.
The other party hung up in frustration.
Xu Xiangbai was keen to make sarcastic remarks while watching the drama unfold. "I guess this will be the talk of the town for a while. Song Chunju, that old fox, is very concerned about his reputation. With this incident, his marriage to Dong Qianjin in the city is probably going to fall through."
It was a bit stuffy inside the car, so Xu Xiangbai spoke while instructing the driver to lower the window halfway down.
But just as the view outside the window cleared, he spotted a few familiar sports cars flashing past in the adjacent lane.
"Hey... isn't this Song Xiaoer's car?" Xu Xiangbai's voice was somewhat surprised.
"Song was frantically searching for him all over the city, and then we bumped into him around a corner."
He peered out of the car and saw that the car hadn't disappeared from sight; instead, it had slowed down and moved to the right before turning into a residential area.
It wasn't exactly a high-end neighborhood, Xu Xiangbai wondered, "He wouldn't have bought property here, would he?"
Xu Xiangbai was still hesitating whether to inform Song Zaicheng.
The man who had been silent the whole time suddenly spoke, his tone slightly deep, "Follow me."
The driver replied, "Okay, Mr. Fu."
Xu Xiangbai turned his head, quite surprised, "You're worried about this too?"
The car slowly turned into the residential area.
Wen Jin also rented a house in the first building, so the car parked on the side of the road was very eye-catching.
However, what was even more eye-catching were the two figures of a man and a woman leaning against each other under the dim streetlights.
oh--
There was also a dog.
Fu Yanjing's lips curled into a cool, aloof smile; they truly were a harmonious family of three.
This isn't just eye-catching, it's downright glaring.
Is this because they're afraid of wasting the dog food they're giving out?
The driver discreetly parked the car on the side of the dappled path, at opposite ends of a building, where Song Zaizhen's car and Song Zaizhen's car were parked respectively.
This distance is neither too far nor too close.
I couldn't hear what they were saying.
But we could see their movements clearly.
Wen Jin also looked down at Song Zaizhen's arm.
She really is feeling sorry for him.
Xu Xiangbai also recognized Wen Jinye and laughed, "Song Xiaoer is quite good at this, playing the victim in front of girls. I feel like your ex-girlfriend is feeling sorry for you."
“Actually, it would be fine if they talked about it. Although they are in the same circle, Song Zaizhen might not know about this, so he wouldn’t feel awkward.”
"Reporter Wen will most likely not confess this on his own initiative, since you don't care anyway."
Fu Yanjing didn't speak, which Xu Xiangbai took as tacit agreement, his gaze still fixed on the other side, shipping the couple.
Until the two people and the dog disappeared downstairs.
"Look, look, they've already made it into the inner sanctum, this looks promising."
Fu Yanjing remained silent.
A cold gaze swept over the incessantly chattering Xu Xiangbai. "Didn't you say you were going to call Song Zaicheng?"
A cold glint flashed between his brows. "Hurry up and attack."
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