Chapter 186: Fu Yanjing's Head is Growing Mushrooms
Chapter 186: Fu Yanjing's Head is Growing Mushrooms
Through the swirling smoke, his eyes were dark and unreadable. "So that's why my pursuit of my wife has been so fraught with difficulties. It turns out you've been the one making things difficult for me all along?"
A chill ran through He Jiayu, and her voice trembled, "A-Jing... let me explain."
"Go explain to my PR team."
"What's the meaning?"
Fu Yanjing watched with a profound expression as the figure who didn't want to watch the show disappeared.
As they passed each other, she didn't even glance at them.
To remain uninvolved.
They don't care.
Unbeknownst to him, how much malice, which was not rightfully hers, was she enduring?
Her soft fabric swayed gently with her steps, brushing against the back of Fu Yanjing's hand.
But Fu Yanjing didn't have the courage to hold that hand.
She was caught up in a mistress scandal, and the online violence she endured was actually orchestrated by He Jiayu.
When did He Jiayu start provoking her?
She had always wanted emotional equality, but she and everyone in his circle simply summed up those three years with the word "follow".
And it was more than three years.
"Ah Jing... after all these years of relationship, you won't just ignore us completely, will you?"
His free hand was grabbed by He Jiayu.
With tears streaming down her face, she swayed pitifully, "Ah Jing, I've liked you for many years too!"
He Jiayu was truly panicked.
If Fu Yanjing were to overhear every word of her conversation with Wen Jinye, her public image would be completely shattered.
This time, Xu Xiangbai didn't hide it from or protect him.
He Jiayu was trembling all over, grabbing Fu Yanjing's hand and trying to put it on her face, "A-Jing, look at me, okay? Wen Jin can give you everything, and I can give you everything too. I'm pretty too!"
Fu Yanjing looked down at her with a cold, indifferent gaze, as if he were looking at trash.
Fu Yanjing took the initiative, grabbing He Jiayu's wrists with his large hands and pushing her away.
Unable to withstand the sudden force, He Jiayu swayed and fell to the cold ground.
But Fu Yanjing's indifference was far colder than the ground.
He slowly took out a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket and carefully wiped each of his fingers.
He found He Jiayu's tears disgusting.
"Kind, bright, and gentle."
His cold tone was ambiguous, and he spoke entirely about He Jiayu's public image and reputation within the industry.
But the real her is dirty, chaotic, and insidious.
"Being cyberbullied must be a terrible experience."
He Jiayu's face was deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with tears of fear.
"You're going to destroy me?"
Fu Yanjing remained indifferent, saying, "Xu Xiangbai won't get involved in this matter. How far your PR team can go will determine how long your career can last."
He Jiayu completely broke down, "Fu Yanjing! You're pushing me to the brink! How could my team possibly compete with the Fu Group's public relations department?"
It's one thing to say that it's impossible to suppress.
Even if all these scandals eventually fade away with time, He Jiayu's commercial value, status, and reputation will be greatly diminished.
They would be ashamed and ridiculed even within the industry.
A female celebrity's prime is already short; how could she possibly withstand such a devastating blow?
Moreover, once word gets out in the industry that Fu Yanjing personally put pressure on her, other people in the industry will avoid her like the plague.
All the benefits she gained in the past by using Fu Yanjing's reputation as her "white moonlight" will come back to haunt her tenfold.
"Good luck to you."
*
Wen Jin also took the subway home.
The subway was rather deserted at night, and the hum of the speeding train actually helped her calm down.
Those restless emotions, those tendencies that she kept suppressing in her subconscious, finally gradually subsided.
The autumn night is quiet and peaceful. The night sky in this area is not filled with neon lights, but it is well covered by sparse starlight and cold moonlight.
As she approached the small building, she saw a tall and slender figure leaning against the streetlight across the street.
He casually held a cigarette between his fingers, the faint embers flickering in the dim light, surrounded by a thin mist.
Why is he here at this time?
Was he waiting for her on purpose?
Wen Jin kept his eyes straight ahead, and the closer he got to Fu Yanjing, the faster he quickened his pace.
But some people have been waiting patiently for this moment, and naturally they won't let Wen Jin leave as well.
Some things, if not said clearly now, will only gradually become scars between the two of them over the years.
The misunderstandings and barriers between them were like a tangled mess that couldn't be untangled, and they couldn't afford to make things worse.
His burning hot palm gripped her slender white wrist without warning, his rough fingertips rubbing against the faint blue vein.
Fu Yanjing lowered his head. "I'm sorry. It's because of me that you've suffered He Jiayu's malice for no reason. I'll handle it."
Wen Jin couldn't break free from his grasp and could only quietly watch the two shadows reflected on the ground.
"It is indeed because of you."
Those grievances that once surged and overflowed in my heart have eventually transformed into a calm and composed expression.
“From high school to college, and then to when we got together, you traveled back and forth to Country A for her many times. You wavered between two relationships. In a sense, you were the one who started it all. You were born with everything and never lacked flattering love. You don’t understand that people can really become hysterical because of love.”
Wen Jin also went through a similar period of hysteria.
That kind of stubbornness in doing what you know is impossible, that kind of immersion in love where you could be hanging by a thread at any moment, how can that not be a kind of madness?
"He Jiayu is indeed not innocent, but the harm she caused me is ultimately because of you."
Wen Jinye's gentle words were always like a dull knife, slowly piercing the heart.
Fu Yanjing felt a suffocating pain in his chest.
He accepted it all, speaking with difficulty, "Well, if I had dealt with her earlier, there wouldn't have been so much trouble. It's my fault."
"But I have never wavered between two relationships."
He was heartbroken and filled with remorse, but he also had a sudden realization.
How could you be so stupid?
Wen Jin had liked and followed him since high school, so she naturally knew about He Jiayu's existence long ago.
Fu Yanjing's tone was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, like a child eager to show everything.
“He Jiayu and I were never together in high school. I was annoyed by being pursued by other men, and she was Xu Xiangbai’s neighbor, so I volunteered to be her. I used her as a shield.”
"So we were never together. When we were together, there was no emotional entanglement whatsoever. At that time, I traveled to Country A many times for work, and we only met once when she came to see me."
Regardless of whether Wen Jin resents or curses him, it's like a stagnant pool that will never be disturbed again.
Fu Yanjing once experienced the bitterness of regret: why didn't Doraemon's time machine exist?
"If I had known that what seemed like a permanent solution back then would push the person I love away years later, I definitely wouldn't have chosen such a foolish method as using her as a shield—"
He paused slightly, then changed the subject, "No, if I had known this day would come, I would have begged you to start a relationship with me the very first time I met you."
His eyes held the shattered light and the silhouette of Wen Jinye.
That burning, tender gaze made it seem as if his world consisted only of her.
"So, where did we first meet, now? Can you tell me?"
A breeze was blowing.
The branches and leaves rustled.
Wen Jin's lips trembled slightly. Just as she was about to speak, she felt that her eyes were playing tricks on her.
Because she saw something above Fu Yanjing's head—
Mushrooms have grown.
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