Chapter 185: Face can feed you, but skin can't.
Chapter 185: Face can feed you, but skin can't.
Crocodiles, however, do not have tears.
After the two people left, it was as if a comedy routine had come to an end, and the surroundings became much quieter.
Fu Yanjing's Adam's apple bobbed. "Want to have something to eat with me?"
Wen Jin carefully wiped her lips with a tissue, preparing to leave. "I've finished eating."
If Fu Yanjing hadn't seen her chewing like a little rabbit the moment she walked in, he would have believed her.
"Weren't you just enjoying your meal?"
Wen Jin remained calm and composed, saying, "Just seeing you is enough for me."
"I have this other use too?"
Fu Yanjing mocked himself, "If the apocalypse comes, you might as well not bother fleeing or hoarding supplies, just dig an air-raid shelter, carry me inside, and survive until the finale without eating or drinking, staring at my face."
Not only is he sharp-tongued and incisive at work, but even his nonsense is full of unique angles. "Indeed, face can feed you."
Wen Jin also slung her bag over her shoulder and stood up without hesitation.
"President Fu, but I can't be shameless."
The person left without any regrets.
*
He Jiayu was the last to know that Fu Yanjing had returned to Jiangbei.
If it weren't for this chance encounter at the hot pot restaurant, she might still be in the dark.
Fu Yanjing wouldn't tell her about this, not even Xu Xiangbai.
They shared a childhood friendship, though there was no real ambiguity between them. Xu Xiangbai was surrounded by a constant stream of indifferent women, but he was always the one who spoiled her the most.
Thanks to this, He Jiayu naturally became the center of his social circle after graduating from high school.
She also stood beside Fu Yanjing.
But now—
Ever since she got Wen Jin involved in the public opinion storm, her relationship with Xu Xiangbai has changed.
Fu Yanjing goes without saying.
In the past, they were able to maintain a semblance of politeness between friends.
But it also completely broke down because of Wen Jinye.
The sudden cancellation of the cooperation by Henderson Land almost suffocated the Ho family, and their cash flow nearly broke.
Fortunately, the Ho family's businesses were shady, and they had some illicit dealings to sustain them.
They barely managed to pull themselves back from the brink of bankruptcy, and now they're just barely surviving.
And Wen Jinye, the one who started all of this, has once again appeared between the two of them.
Xu Xiangbai helped Wen Jinye.
He Jiayu looked at Fu Yanjing through the half-closed door of the private room, her gaze never leaving Wen Jinye, and her blood almost turned to the back of her head.
A hand waved in front of her eyes. "Jiayu, what's wrong?"
He Jiayu snapped out of her daze, but her expression remained grim. "It's nothing."
"Is it not to your liking?"
The chopsticks she was holding were almost broken, and her knuckles were white.
Watching Wen Jin also get up and leave, He Jiayu said, "You guys eat first, I'm going out to make a phone call."
*
At first, I was so engrossed in eating with An Yu that I didn't even notice when the soup splashed onto my bag.
Wen Jin frowned, walked to the restroom at the end of the corridor, and wiped herself with a disposable paper towel dampened with water.
The clear "clack-clack" of high heels on the ground reached her ears until they stopped behind her.
He Jiayu's face was reflected in the mirror, her gaze extremely gloomy.
Wen Jin also looked up, met her gaze casually for a second, and then focused her attention back on the bag.
It's as if I've never met this person before.
"Wen Jinye, why are you so persistent? Is this what you meant when you said you had absolutely no connection with A-Jing?"
The bag is clean.
Wen Jin shook the water droplets off the back of her hand, too lazy to even acknowledge He Jiayu.
As they passed each other, He Jiayu looked down at him and said, "Stop! I'm talking to you!"
The sound was shrill.
Wen Jin also lost all patience and really wanted to ask who was the persistent ghost.
Is it He Jiayu or Fu Yanjing?
She didn't stop walking, and her cool voice sounded completely calm.
"Sorry, I thought it was a dog barking."
He Jiayu tried to pull the person back.
However, Wen Jin broke free, her high heels causing her to stagger back a few steps.
Anger almost overflowed from his eyes.
Wen Jin didn't want to waste her breath arguing with her, but looking at He Jiayu's face, which should have been bright and elegant, now full of resentment, she suddenly felt a sense of irony.
"Even if Miss He really has something to say to me, perhaps she could choose a more respectable place. Stopping someone in the restroom time and time again is the behavior of a delinquent."
She carried her bag and walked out steadily.
Her aloof figure was composed and graceful.
Looking back at myself—
He prides himself on his noble status, but at this moment he looks like a clown.
As the figure was about to disappear into the corner of the stairs, He Jiayu suddenly sneered:
"You've only been with Ah Jing for three years because you're lucky and good at seducing people."
Wen Jin has always been very concerned about this word.
She indeed stopped in her tracks.
Jealousy welled up in He Jiayu's eyes as she walked over with malice, her cold and sharp tone like a venomous snake coiling around someone's neck.
"Wen Jinye, you don't actually think that A-Jing's trip back to Jiangbei to see you this time means he hasn't forgotten you all these years, do you? It's just that you were too devoted to him during those years, and he thinks you're quite interesting."
It's that word "follow" again; Wen Jin is almost driven to PTSD.
"Whether I follow or not is just your definition; I have never been Fu Yanjing's vassal."
The only inequality during those three years was in their social status; at least in their relationship, she was aboveboard.
He Jiayu laughed indifferently, "In that circle, everyone values following others. Subservience? You overestimate yourself."
Whether it was those three years or now, He Jiayu is insanely jealous, so she can only deceive herself by belittling Lü Jinye.
“You’ve always been just Ah Jing’s toy. That was true for those three years, and it’s true now that Ah Jing is looking for you! He’s just bored and wants to keep you around to relieve his boredom. You know, it’s a cat-and-mouse game, right? Actually, he still has the power. So you mustn’t think you’re anything special.”
In contrast to He Jiayu's sinister demeanor, Wen Jin's gaze remained consistently cool and aloof.
But it's very sharp.
"You know what? The more someone lacks something, the more they like to talk about it."
An Yu once told Wen Jin a fallacy.
"What a bunch of idiots, putting on airs. What's with all this talk about following or not following? Is it because they have no roots?"
But this fallacy is still quite applicable today.
"The more you condescendingly warn and remind me, the more it shows that Fu Yanjing has never taken you seriously. And my existence poses an absolute threat to you."
He Jiayu was hit where it hurt, "Stop talking nonsense! You think you're worthy of being a thorn in my side? I'm a high and mighty heiress, a renowned actress in the industry! You're nothing but an ant."
"Don't forget, I just casually forwarded a Weibo post and commented a few words, and I managed to distort the truth, make you a homewrecker, and nail you to the pillar of shame for several days. Those two days weren't easy for you, were they?"
"Clatter—"
The sound of the metal lighter slamming shut was exceptionally crisp.
The leather shoes rolled silently over the red carpet-covered steps.
But a wisp of smoke drifted away.
He Jiayu tensed up instantly, staring at the corner with a look of horror.
Fu Yanjing's tall figure slowly appeared.
He had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and his gaze on He Jiayu was particularly penetrating, so oppressive that He Jiayu could hardly breathe.
"Are you done talking?"
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