Chapter 11: Wen Jin, you were the one who initiated the breakup.
Chapter Eleven: Wen Jin, you were the one who initiated the breakup.
The weather was gloomy and overcast, with dark clouds obscuring the sun.
The damp, stifling air foreshadowed an impending downpour.
When Wen Jin received the message from Fu Yanjing's assistant, her first reaction was that it was a scam text message.
Ms. Wen, Mr. Fu said he will be waiting for you at Henderson Land Development before 6 PM.
She was in a daze. She had thought of countless possibilities today, and even planned to wait for him to appear at the Hengji Building. She never expected that Fu Yanjing would take the initiative to give her a chance.
Wen Jin's slender fingertips flew across the screen as she politely replied.
【OK, thanks. 】
Scrolling up on my phone, I saw a typhoon orange warning from the weather forecast. It was expected to make landfall tonight, and the Jiangbei area would be severely affected, so it was not advisable to go out.
Wen Jin also got up to tidy up her things, poured out the coffee that had gone cold on the table, and heard gossiping from several colleagues in the next program group in the tea room.
"They walked out of the club together on an ambiguous night, got into the same car, and left. It's so hard to guess where they'll go next or what they'll do next~"
"My God, although He Jiayu's ability to enter the entertainment industry and reach her current position is enough to prove that she comes from a wealthy family, being able to be with Fu Yanjing must be a stroke of good luck from her ancestors. I'm so jealous of how much money they have that they can never spend."
"And did you guys see He Jiayu's social media last night? She posted a photo of herself at a club, and the hand that accidentally appeared in the photo while swirling a wine glass looks like that of a Hong Kong playboy. That red mole is so typical. The caption said that everyone was reminiscing about their youth, which felt so sweet."
"These subtle, sweet moments are the best to enjoy!"
But some people questioned, "But do you think Fu Yanjing is really as good as the rumors say? People in their circle are usually quite playful, aren't they?"
"But the media all wrote that he was chaste and abstinent from women."
A colleague who used to work with her saw Wen Jinye and suddenly remembered something, asking her, "By the way, Jinye, I remember you went to university in Gangcheng, right? You must have heard of Fu Yanjing."
Her eyes lit up with curiosity, "What do the Hong Kong media say about him? Is his private life clean? Does he really not have a single woman in his life?"
The water flowed over the cup and splashed out.
Wen Jin's shirt was soaked.
Wen Jin also imagined a place of extravagance and debauchery, where he chatted and laughed with his friends.
His friend asked, "What's so special about this young reporter that you've been able to keep her around for so long?"
Fu Yanjing swirled his wine glass. "It doesn't matter who I keep. I don't have the habit of changing my bed partner every day. As for her, she's been quite well-behaved and hasn't caused any trouble."
Thinking of this, Wen Jin forced a smile, "...I don't know."
"Oh~"
My colleague sighed in disappointment.
...
Henderson Tower is a property of the Fu Group in Jiangbei.
The towering skyscraper, located in the heart of Jiangbei, is one of the city's most prominent landmarks.
When Wen Jin arrived, the wind and rain were already raging outside. Unable to hold up her umbrella, she simply rushed inside, which was only a few steps away.
Because she had an appointment, she had no trouble getting through and, led by her assistant, knocked on Fu Yanjing's office door.
The man was handling official business; his cold voice was devoid of any emotion, and he spoke sparingly, "Go in."
Wen Jin walked in, still damp from the water, while Fu Yanjing didn't even look up, focusing solely on the documents in front of him.
Wen Jin also consciously lowered her presence. Outside the window, the weather was gloomy and stormy, like the end of the world, but inside the window, the air was quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.
All that remained was the soft, scratching sound of his pen gliding across the paper.
After an unknown amount of time, the man finally looked away from the documents and let his gaze linger on Wen Jinye.
A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips, as if he saw through her ulterior motives. "Wen Jinye, what's with this outfit?"
Wen Jinye's figure was reflected in the glass of the filing cabinet.
The white shirt, damp from the rain, clung to the body, becoming slightly see-through.
Her long hair, wet from the rain, looked slightly disheveled.
Somewhat disheveled, and somewhat...
charming.
Wen Jin was also taken aback. She understood the unspoken meaning in his words and realized that she had been misunderstood, but for a moment she didn't know where to begin explaining.
After all, she had probably already been decided in Fu Yanjing's heart long ago.
Wen Jin simply shut up and abruptly changed the subject, "Mr. Fu, I'm just here to interview you."
His gold-rimmed glasses couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes. He stated a fact with a blank expression: "Many media outlets want to interview me."
When it came to business, Wen Jin instantly lost the awkwardness of seeing an old flame again, and her cool words were calm and methodical.
"I just hope you can give Mingjing a chance. Over the past eight years, Mingjing has broadcast many excellent interviews, and the commercial value it has brought is immeasurable. I guarantee that we will use the most professional perspective and ability to bring you the most positive feedback."
Wen Jin also said, "This is a win-win situation for us."
Fu Yanjing tapped lightly on the table with his fingertips.
Despite having prepared these words for a long time, Wen Jin became increasingly hesitant as she spoke.
After all, talking about a win-win situation with a shrewd businessman is just showing off.
Sure enough, she met Fu Yanjing's slightly mocking expression.
"Ms. Wen, I have the best chance of winning no matter who I cooperate with."
He described an interview as a collaboration, which was more like a sarcastic remark than a compliment.
Wen Jin also bit her lip, unwilling to give up.
“Mr. Fu, if you could spare a little time from your busy schedule to grant Mingjing an exclusive interview, it would be a life-saving favor for Mingjing.”
Fu Yanjing didn't even look up this time. "My time isn't that worthless."
"Besides, your unforgettable gratitude is worthless to me."
Wen Jin also took a deep breath, "Then why did Mr. Fu ask me to come see you...?"
Do you just want to see her disappointed after all her efforts have been in vain?
Fu Yanjing didn't say anything, but simply threw the photos on the table, indicating that Wen Jin should look at them herself.
The photo is a night scene, very blurry, with two figures standing side by side from behind.
Upon seeing it clearly, Wen Jin's fingertips, which were gripping the photo, instantly turned white.
That was in Hong Kong, a picture of her and Fu Yanjing from behind.
The next photo is a screenshot.
Content posted by an anonymous user on a public platform:
"My god, you can only watch He Jiayu's reconciliation with a Hong Kong entertainment mogul. I ran into Fu Yanjing when I traveled to Hong Kong two years ago, and the woman next to him, I don't know if she was his kept woman or his girlfriend, but it certainly wasn't He Jiayu."
She looked up in surprise.
Fu Yanjing was surprised by her reaction. "You seem a little surprised?"
Wen Jin's breathing trembled slightly.
So Fu Yanjing's purpose in bringing her here was not to give Mingjing a chance out of old feelings, but because he mistakenly believed that Mingjing had posted such content behind his back when his rumored relationship with He Jiayu was at its peak.
Whether it was to vent He Jiayu's anger or to specifically warn him is no longer important.
The photo clutched in her palm was distorted. Even though she understood everything long ago, she still couldn't hide the sorrow in her heart.
She refused to accept this accusation, staring intently at Fu Yanjing with a hint of stubbornness, "You think I posted it?"
Fu Yanjing's expression was somewhat indifferent, and he did not answer her question directly, "I am not surprised that you did this."
After all, in the past, deliberately creating chance encounters, accidentally leaving something behind, or pretending to twist an ankle and lean on someone were all pointless tricks that Wen Jin used to frequently.
Fu Yanjing stood up and turned his back to Wen Jinye.
His tall and slender figure was reflected in front of the dark French windows.
The man loosened his tie and said in a nonchalant tone, "Wen Jinye, you were the one who initiated the breakup."
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