Chapter 199: Going Home Together
Chapter 199: Going Home Together
They met the probing gazes of the two people not far away.
Wen Jin could only nod awkwardly.
Fortunately, Kong Shenlin and Wang Pei had no desire to come and find out what was going on, probably because they could see her predicament.
Kong Shenlin waved to Wen Jinye and said, "Be careful on your way home."
Wen Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching the two figures walk away.
In the early stages of her job transition, if an unfamiliar colleague saw her with Fu Yanjing, there was no way she could explain it.
Fu Yanjing wasn't oblivious to her worries.
It is precisely because I can understand it that I can better understand that Wen Jinye's nervousness at that time was different from when they first got together.
It wasn't because his status was enough to overshadow all his glory.
It was simply because she had already drawn a clear line in her heart, pushing Fu Yanjing out of her heart.
Not long after the person walked away, Fu Yanjing suddenly looked up.
Those deep, dark eyes stared intently at her, his tone restrained and suppressed, "Wen Jinye, am I really that unpresentable?"
Wen Jin reverted to her usual coldness, "I have no relation to Mr. Fu, why would I use you? To climb the social ladder?"
Climbing to the top.
Those three words precisely struck at Fu Yanjing's past dismissive attitude.
Another perfect boomerang.
Fu Yanjing frowned slightly.
Without changing his squatting posture, he gently stroked the skin of Wen Jinye's ankle with his fingertips.
His tone was slightly downcast, yet calm: "Why don't you look down and take a look?"
He's practically become a fence-sitter.
But there's no use indulging in self-pity right now.
Fu Yanjing knew very well that he himself had caused all of this to be so unfamiliar.
Fu Yanjing quickly composed himself and calmed his troubled mind.
He has his own set of logic.
"According to you, we're not related at all. Why were you pressing my shoulder just now? I, Fu Yanjing, am an upright man. Why would I be afraid to face anyone? Wen Jinye, it's you who's feeling guilty."
The questioning tone carried a hint of seduction, "What are you feeling guilty about?"
His sanctimonious thoughts:
"I don't know if the person has left yet. Maybe I should go and catch up with them. By the way, let me introduce myself. I'm the stranger who was just squatting in front of you, and I have no relation to you whatsoever."
The last three words were pronounced slowly, with a subtle tone.
Wen Jin couldn't intimidate him, nor could he win an argument with him using fallacies.
He simply turned around and left.
However, the next second—
The man suddenly stood up, his strong arms encircling Wen Jinye's slender waist, and Wen Jinye's feet were instantly suspended in the air.
In the blink of an eye, she was pulled into the man's arms without any room for argument.
He already knew Wen Jinye's abilities very well. He carried her in a princess carry with one hand and used the other hand to naturally and smoothly remove Wen Jinye's high heels that were rubbing against her feet.
Wen Jin's legs stiffened for a moment as she struggled.
The man's dark eyes shone brightly.
"Why did you stop playing?"
"Two more kicks?"
Who confiscates someone else's weapon and then acts tough?
Wen Jin's cheeks flushed uncontrollably, whether from embarrassment or anger, she didn't know. "Put me down, Fu Yanjing, what exactly do you want?"
"Let's go home together."
The temperature in his arms was scorching hot.
Being so close, Wen Jin could hear his strong yet erratic heartbeat, like the chaotic, deep sound of a drum beating against her ear.
Wen Jin avoided his eyes, which shone like sparkling stars. Her voice lost its confidence and softened inexplicably, "Put me down first, then I can walk."
With a soft, gentle voice, Fu Yanjing bent his neck and brought his cheek close to her lips.
The two were so close that their breaths mingled.
Such perfunctory acting.
He asked, "What? I didn't hear you."
But the curve of his lips clearly showed a hint of triumph.
Wen Jin couldn't help but punch him in the chest, her eyes filled with helplessness and powerlessness.
Ultimately, it all boiled down to an unconscious sneer: "You scoundrel."
Fu Yanjing absolutely adored her lively and expressive face and her fluctuating emotions.
Wen Jin, from the past, also had a variety of rich and attractive emotions.
But those emotions were restrained and suppressed.
Even her aggrieved complaints were tinged with a cautious, tentative approach.
But the Wen Jinye of today is the real her.
He was clearly scolded, but why did he feel so good about it?
On a cloudy day when the sun was obscured by dark clouds, a ray of bright light suddenly poured out from deep within the clouds.
Fu Yanjing deliberately jigged her.
Wen Jin was caught off guard, and the hand that had just "committed the evil" by hammering someone instantly wrapped around Fu Yanjing's neck.
Wen Jin also felt Fu Yanjing's muffled laughter coming from his chest.
His considerate and gentle voice made it seem as if he wasn't the one who had just been deliberately mischievous.
"Hold on tight, or you'll fall."
*
The next day, back at the TV station, during the work coordination process, Kong Shenlin glanced at Wen Jin several times with hesitant and tentative eyes.
That meaningful, complex gaze clearly indicated that he had something he wanted to ask her.
Wen Jin also recalled the scene in the parking lot last night, and without giving Kong Shenlin time to think it over, she took the initiative to speak:
"The person last night was not my boyfriend. I don't have a boyfriend."
Wen Jin was unaware that Kong Shenlin's thoughts were far more complex than she had guessed.
One moment it's Assistant Dong, whom Wang Pei mentioned; the next it's the mysterious person who squatted in front of Wen Jinye last night; and then there's Wen Jinye, who kept saying she was single last night and added Lin Guimo on WeChat.
Which one is Wen Jinye's boyfriend?
Or is she really, as those vague rumors suggest, juggling relationships with several men?
Kong Shenlin's intuition told him that he did not believe Wen Jin was that kind of person.
However, those working in social journalism must maintain sufficient objectivity, composure, and impartiality.
Her values even influenced the impact of a news report.
As Kong Shenlin's preferred long-term partner, Wen Jin also didn't want to harbor any doubts.
However, Wen Jin was smarter than he had imagined.
A straightforward explanation reassured Kong Shenlin, whose trust had been wavering.
He also knew that partners shouldn't easily doubt or deny each other's character, so he explained very seriously:
“I’m not looking down on you. I know that with your abilities and beauty, if you really wanted to take a shortcut, there are plenty of better options than Section Chief Lin.”
"Although I don't know who the man from last night was, his demeanor suggests that he was no ordinary person."
Kong Shenlin paused for a moment, then asked, "Is that one of your suitors?"
Wen Jin also felt that she was being humiliated.
She had never seen such an overbearing suitor.
After throwing himself into the passenger seat without a word, Wen Jinye's phone screen lit up as soon as he got into the driver's seat.
In the dimly lit carriage, both the crisp announcements and the sudden flashes of light felt jarring.
With a single glance, Fu Yanjing could see the contents of her new message.
Before I could even add a note, I received three straightforward words:
[Lin Guimo.]
Fu Yanjing wasn't in a hurry to get angry; he just sat there calmly, speaking in a composed tone:
Aren't you going to reply?
Yet a sense of danger permeated the dim light.
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