Chapter 72: Is he better or am I better?
Chapter 72: Is he better or am I better?
"Boom!"
Something exploded in Wen Jin's mind.
The sounds of collapse and roaring continued for a long time.
She gripped the spoon tightly; the wontons inside had thin wrappers and generous fillings, but Wen Jin just couldn't swallow them.
Her wrist trembled.
Fu Yanjing thought she was thinking.
At this moment, he realized that he didn't care whether the qualities Wen Jinye had presented to him in the past were genuine or not.
Whether it's for making money or climbing the social ladder.
Everyone has ambitions.
She accepted it even if she was dishonest.
Why didn't the other women catch his eye? That's quite an achievement for her.
He just felt that the days when Wen Jin was by his side seemed to be going okay.
Gentle and beautiful.
He wanted to keep her with him.
"Wen Jinye, stay with me for another two years, and my promise to you is that you will never need to rely on others again."
What a great temptation.
What perfect business acumen!
He had already weighed the pros and cons for her, believing that a relationship was simply an exchange of interests.
Wen Jin's chest heaved.
At that moment, all her composure, forbearance, and rationality collapsed.
The porcelain spoon clattered as it entered the bowl.
Wen Jin also looked up, her eyes moist and red.
Fu Yanjing was stunned by that glance.
It was as if, in Wen Jinye's mind, he was some heinous villain.
For the first time in my life, I felt completely uncertain.
Fu Yanjing's Adam's apple bobbed. "What do you want? We can talk about it."
"There's no point in talking to a brick wall."
Wen Jin also found it extremely ironic.
He only settled for finding himself again because He Jiayu had never forgiven him and he had lost the patience to coax her.
He's still being stubborn, wanting both.
Wen Jin didn't want to know the answer.
She pulled out a chair, took the bowl from in front of Fu Yanjing, and also took the spoon he was holding.
Pointing towards the door, he shouted, "Fu Yanjing, get out of here!"
Fu Yanjing was such a noble person. From childhood to adulthood, he had never been insulted or even given a cold shoulder.
His face instantly turned cold.
Whether it was a promise made to Wen Jinye in the past or in the present.
He asked himself honestly, and realized he had already spoiled Wen Jinye enough.
The atmosphere became tense.
Chirp sensed something was wrong.
It also barked at Fu Yanjing.
The sound was crisp and had no intimidating power whatsoever.
Fu Yanjing was upset and felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest.
Wen Jin wiped away her tears hastily, not wanting them to fall and become Fu Yanjing's spoils of war.
"Fu Yanjing, you're just a piece of trash who will never understand love!"
"Bang—"
The door was slammed shut with a deafening bang.
Fu Yanjing's nose was only one centimeter away from the doorway.
This was the first time in my life I had been turned away at the door.
It's definitely filling.
"Woof woof woof."
A door separated him from Wen Jin, but it didn't stop the dogs from barking.
He looked down and discovered that the Maltese dog, which was smaller than his own shoe size, had also been unexpectedly locked outside by Wen Jin.
It's the size of a figurine, yet it thinks it's some kind of ferocious beast.
It barked incessantly at him.
So small in stature, yet so big in temper.
Fu Yanjing took a deep breath.
It's true that children resemble their parents.
The thought had barely settled in my mind when the door opened again.
Wen Jinye's expression had returned to normal by this time, and his calm face showed no ripples.
"Chirp chirp".
He was such a big guy, yet she couldn't see him standing right in front of her.
Instead, he immediately noticed the dog at his feet.
Wen Jin bent down and picked up the dog.
The elevator doors not far away opened again.
Song Zaizhen ran towards them in a panic, calling out, "Sister—"
Wen Jin's body stiffened.
My temples are throbbing.
A perfectly good night suddenly turned into a complete mess.
Great, let's spread it out while it's still hot!
Wen Jin also wanted to go back to her room and close the door.
She needs quiet.
Stay away from Fu Yanjing and Song Zaizhen.
But the moment the door opened—
Wen Jin was also pulled by a force.
The world spun around.
By the time she realized what had happened, she and Qiuqiu were already back indoors.
...Fu Yanjing too.
The distance between them was very close.
Wen Jin could even see her reflection in his increasingly dark eyes.
Chirp chirp ran off my arms.
Wen Jin's wrist was held by Fu Yanjing, the warm touch burning her skin and seeping into her blood.
Her back was pressed tightly against the door wall.
The soundproofing wasn't good, and you could still faintly hear Song Zaizhen knocking anxiously on the door from outside.
"Sister, please open the door."
"Let me explain to you, sister."
"Please don't choose Fu Yanjing, okay? Look at me again."
Fu Yanjing chuckled, his voice low as he spoke to Wen Jinye, "Is this the reason you rejected me?"
Wen Jin also felt as if all her strength was being drained away.
How do you explain to someone who treats relationships like a joke that what she wants is equality and respect?
Wen Jin's voice was a little hoarse, "Fu Yanjing, I am not a pet that you can summon and dismiss at will. Whether you see me as a scheming woman or a gold digger, I can be any kind of person in your eyes, but a person like me also has self-respect."
A complex emotion flashed in Fu Yanjing's eyes.
And an almost invisible doubt.
Outside the door, Song Zaizhen's anxious voice still drifted in, not quite clearly.
"Sister, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I admit that I approached you with malicious intent at first, but I never hurt you."
"I stopped thinking that way a long time ago; I was genuinely attracted to you."
"Please give me a chance? I'm serious about pursuing you this time."
Wen Jin listened quietly.
He didn't hurt her because Wen Jin never gave her a chance.
There are jackals in front and tigers behind.
Fu Yanjing narrowed his eyes as he watched Wen Jinye deep in thought. "Wen Jinye, a man's mistake is a mistake, and it doesn't deserve forgiveness."
He emphasized, "Don't forgive him."
Wen Jin looked up at him.
Those eyes, without a trace of impurity, were like the clearest lake water, and Fu Yanjing's face was so clearly reflected in her dark pupils.
"yes."
"It is right not to forgive."
Don't forgive, don't look back.
They looked at each other.
Wen Jin seemed to see her seventeen-year-old self through his cold eyes.
If only we could go back to that rainy day without an umbrella.
What would she say to herself?
It means that little fish swim quickly, free in all directions.
I will still say to the person watching Fu Yanjing's departing figure:
Don't fall for him; he just happened to be in your shoes.
That moment of infatuation haunted her for many years.
He is still struggling in prison.
In Fu Yanjing's life, which has everything he could ever want, her affections are the least significant thing.
She responded gently, the sharpness in her eyes gone.
He seemed very indifferent.
Fu Yanjing felt that he couldn't breathe properly.
He never took anything seriously.
But Mo Ming clearly developed a competitive mentality.
He was with a young man seven years younger than him.
Fu Yanjing never gave him a second glance.
But at this moment, he seemed so annoying.
The man's breath was hot against Wen Jinye's neck.
"Wen Jinye, is he better, or am I better?"
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