Chapter 308: She Hit He Jiayu
Chapter 308: She Hit He Jiayu
An Yu thought Wen Jin was joking.
But in fact, Wen Jin had already stood in front of He Jiayu.
Using Fu Yanjing's name, she had unimpeded access to Jinshang Entertainment.
They found He Jiayu's dressing room without any mistakes.
She has a business event tonight, and unsurprisingly, she's here getting her makeup and hair done.
He Jiayu saw Wen Jinye's face in the mirror, and her eyes suddenly darkened. "Wen Jinye, what are you doing here?"
She gritted her teeth, "Successfully climbing into A-Jing's bed makes all the difference. Otherwise, how could an ant like you just walk into a place like this?"
The makeup artist keenly sensed something was amiss. "Madam, you've come here to..."
Wen Jin smiled politely, her tone revealing nothing unusual, and she herself was gentle and non-aggressive.
"Excuse me, could you move aside?"
This made the makeup artist lower her guard, and she unconsciously moved away.
He Jiayu sneered, "Idiot, you think you can just get out of the way just because she tells you to? Are you her dog?"
After saying that, He Jiayu stood up and stood in front of Wen Jinye, saying arrogantly, "What are you doing here? You're not here to seek justice for your best friend, are you? You two really do appreciate each other."
She implicitly admitted to her evil deeds.
"They're just two ignorant ants. They're too green to fight me."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a crisp slap, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, rang in her ears.
He Jiayu's brain went blank for a moment, and then she belatedly felt a burning pain.
Her eyes widened in shock, disbelief mingling with anger and hatred. "You dare hit me? Try touching me again!"
"Smack—"
The slap came almost in sync with the last syllable of her words, and Wen Jin delivered it without any hesitation.
Compared to He Jiayu's ferocious expression, Wen Jin was far too nonchalant, saying, "I'll grant any request."
She asked casually, "How does it feel to be slapped by a woman as insignificant as me?"
"you--"
He Jiayu raised her hand to strike back.
Wen Jin, who seemed to know everything, said, "The dressing room door is open. Are you sure you want to hysterically reveal your true colors?"
A casual remark indeed struck at He Jiayu's Achilles' heel.
"What exactly do you want? To avenge An Yu? Or to deal with me?" She sneered. "You and An Yu are really cut from the same cloth, always paying the price for momentary impulses. I'll just consider it a thank you for sending me the materials."
"You're too naive to think you can deal with me."
Wen Jin calmly opened her phone.
Refresh Weibo.
An entry was created out of nowhere.
Zhao Qin's repulsive demeanor reappeared.
Got it—
She smiled sweetly and held her phone up in front of He Jiayu.
You're wrong.
"Those two slaps were to repay you, to make An Yu feel physical pain."
"This is what I'm going to use against you. Evil people will always be punished by other evil people. He Jiayu, you'll like it."
Upon seeing the contents of Wen Jinye's phone screen, He Jiayu felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. A sense of panic spread from the soles of her feet, and her face turned deathly pale.
"How could this be... How dare that bitch Zhao Qin..."
Zhao Qin is no good.
But He Jiayu is not either.
Wen Jin showed no sympathy for anyone, simply stating a fact in a calm manner.
“Miss He, you are so high and mighty, calling others ants all the time. You should be prepared to be eaten away by ants. This is the trouble you have left for yourself.”
Wen Jin was also very satisfied with He Jiayu's expression of reaping what she sowed.
She will be thoroughly shamed by Zhao Qin.
The palm of his hand felt numb and painful; Wen Jin hadn't held back any force in those two slaps.
He Jiayu got her just desserts, and she did what she wanted to do.
Wen Jin also had no interest in standing there and watching He Jiayu's frightened expression.
She turned and left.
The voice coming from He Jiayu was shrill and mournful.
"Wen Jinye! You put on such a cool, aloof, and indifferent act! Now you've finally revealed your true colors! Aren't you just as vicious?"
"Does Fu Yanjing know you're like this?!"
Wen Jin paused, glancing sideways slightly.
"He's my mentor, don't you think?"
*
That night.
Wen Jinye, the student, received praise from her mentor.
"Did you go see He Jiayu today?"
Wen Jin was squatting in front of the coffee table in the living room writing the interview outline for the next day when she heard the sound and her fingers paused on the keyboard.
She leaned back slightly, resting against the edge of the sofa, and naturally leaned against the man's legs.
"Did you install a surveillance camera on me? How come you can't hide anything from me?"
Fu Yanjing stroked Wen Jinye's face and chuckled, "You went over there so aggressively, it's all over Xu Xiangbai's company, so it's normal that it reached my ears."
Wen Jin also frankly admitted, "I slapped her twice."
Does your hand hurt?
"Perhaps He Jiayu's face hurts more."
"Wow, Wen Jinye is amazing." He lowered his voice, his eyes full of admiration.
While He Jiayu is indeed hateful, it doesn't seem like something to be praised for her going to someone's house to beat them up.
Wen Jin also looked slightly embarrassed and explained, "I can't accept her hurting An Yu."
"Knowing that our reporter Wen is so protective of her own, if I were ever hurt by someone, would you be just as fierce and reckless?"
Wen Jin also found this assumption absurd. "How can you be jealous of something like this?"
Fu Yanjing was as frank as could be: "I'm not just jealous, I also hold grudges."
Bringing up the old story again, he said in a cool and detached tone, "Do you know why those two slaps you gave He Jiayu hurt so much?"
Wen Jin was also puzzled and shook her head in agreement.
"They practiced on me."
Fu Yanjing lowered his upper body, stretched out his long arm, grasped Wen Jinye's hand, and brought it to his cheek.
"Back then, you would kiss me and then slap me, have you forgotten? I've taken every slap from your hands in my life."
Wen Jin also retorted confidently, "That's because you were such a jerk in the past."
"You may have been a bit of a slacker, but even if I didn't do anything right, I still put in a lot of effort, right? Without me, how could you have become so skilled at slapping people?"
Wen Jinye: ...
He might as well just retreat back to the port city.
Wen Jin finally understood.
He was clearly using a feigned retreat to advance, and was mocking her.
Those beautiful eyes glared fiercely at Fu Yanjing.
"You want to get beaten up too?"
Fu Yanjing's lips suddenly curled into an ambiguous arc.
The next second, Wen Jin was also lifted into the air.
She gasped softly and instinctively wrapped her arms around Fu Yanjing's neck. "What are you doing?"
Fu Yanjing's tone was gentle, "Didn't you say you were going to hit me? Come on, let's try it."
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