Chapter 83: Why Did We Act Back Then?
Chapter 83: Why Did We Act Back Then?
Wen Jin didn't get a good night's sleep either.
Many chaotic images flashed through her dream, finally settling on her getting into a shady taxi.
"Help--"
Wen Jin also suddenly woke up, covered in cold sweat.
The surrounding environment was unfamiliar.
But the taste was very familiar.
She struggled to sit up, but her wrist was gripped by a warm force.
The man lay beside her pillow, probably woken up by her, his face showing a lingering weariness. "You woke up so quickly?"
With a lingering, dim gaze, Fu Yanjing was not fully awake.
He gently closed his eyelids, stretched out his long arm, encircled Wen Jinye, and patted her lightly.
"It's safe now, let's sleep a little longer, it's not past midnight yet."
His casual tone made it seem as if it were perfectly normal for them to sleep in the same bed.
Wen Jin was previously very afraid of rainy days.
The port city experiences frequent torrential rains in the summer.
Wen Jin was also awakened every night when thunder roared.
Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.
Fu Yanjing was half-asleep, his long arms encircling Wen Jin's trembling shoulders.
The Cantonese is tender and gentle, "I'm here."
She told Wen Jinye that he was by her side so she could get a good night's sleep.
The scene now overlaps with my memory.
Something gently caressed and kneaded my heart, leaving shallow creases.
But Wen Jin couldn't sleep.
Because they are no longer in a relationship where they can share a bed.
Wen Jin also quietly got out of bed.
Her clothes had been changed; Fu Yanjing's oversized shirt covered her hips perfectly. Her graceful figure swayed subtly beneath the white shirt.
The clothes from before were folded and placed on the sofa.
Wen Jin also sat on the edge of the bed.
There were no servants in Qiushui Bay; the only person who could change her clothes was Fu Yanjing.
Her light pink lingerie was placed on top of her clothes.
Fu Yanjing watched her thoughtful back as she propped herself up on one arm, saying, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."
He explained lazily, "Your outer clothes are dirty."
If the outer clothes are dirty, are the inner clothes dirty too?
Even though they had already done all sorts of intimate things, Wen Jin still couldn't help but blush.
"My underwear..."
"Oh, it was just a small thing."
Wen Jin sat on the bed, unsure whether to move or not.
The shirt was too short for Wen Jin to feel safe; she was afraid that if she stood up, her legs would sway slightly and she would be exposed.
She didn't want to be accused of seduction again.
Fu Yanjing's drowsy weariness had also vanished.
Knowing that Wen Jin was also worried about something, Fu Yanjing got up and went over. His light pink underwear was caught on Fu Yanjing's fingertips.
The man casually handed it to her, saying, "When I was changing your clothes, your bra was already open."
Wen Jin quickly took over.
It was as if what Fu Yanjing held in his hand was not underwear, but a bomb.
She was already fully cooked before it was even fried.
Fu Yanjing's Adam's apple bobbed.
His gaze swept over Wen Jin's face, which was flushed red. She hid her hands behind her back, clutching her bra tightly.
His uneasy and anxious demeanor only made him seem more likely to be bullied.
Fu Yanjing admitted that a bad habit had briefly ignited in his heart.
But he didn't show it on his face; he simply turned away calmly, his dark gaze revealing a burning passion beneath.
My ears are keen enough to pick up the rustling sound of clothes behind me.
Wen Jin hurriedly buttoned her clothes.
"Anyway, thank you for saving me."
He always appears when he's in dire straits.
In that moment of confusion, her heart was immersed in a sea of despair.
The moment Fu Yanjing pulled her out of the black car, Wen Jin couldn't see anything, yet she felt...
He descended like a god.
But she was destined not to receive God's favor.
Wen Jin bit her lower lip, the stinging sensation forcing her to stop having any more greedy thoughts.
Don't get caught up in her self-perceived gentleness anymore.
She composed herself and said, "Could you excuse me for a moment? I'll change my clothes and leave now. I won't bother you."
Fu Yanjing forced a smile. "Besides thanking you, you can't say anything else?"
She hung her head, like a child who had done something wrong, and said, "I just don't want our relationship to get any more complicated."
Seeing her helpless and dejected expression, as if she couldn't distance herself from him, Fu Yanjing suddenly felt a surge of displeasure.
You might as well say thank you.
Fu Yanjing had no idea that he was the kind of scumbag who only got restless when he couldn't have what he wanted.
When Wen Jin was completely devoted to him in Gangcheng, he just felt that Wen Jin seemed perfectly well-behaved and that being with her was very comfortable.
If I don't dislike it, I'll keep it by my side.
His father and mother had warned him before.
But now, the more Wen Jin tries to hide, the more he wants to appear in her world.
Having grown accustomed to a life with everything he could want, Fu Yanjing didn't want to compromise his own needs.
Fu Yanjing stared at her with emotionless dark eyes. "After being a reporter for so long, all you can do is offer verbal thanks?"
Wen Jin also bit her lip, "I also want to take action. Is there anything I can do for you? As long as it evens things out."
The familiar feeling of tightness in my chest returned.
She really was the cause of his illness.
A surge of desire welled up within him, and a wicked thought took hold: "You know what I want."
"Making love".
These two words were like two hammer blows to Wen Jinye's brain, leaving her completely stunned.
Only a "buzzing" sound remained.
He spoke such explicit words with such composure and grace.
It's as if they only used her as a tool to vent their lust, and now, this brief moment of peace that allowed Wen Jin to escape death has become a place for perverse transactions.
Fu Yanjing, however, stared down at her with a detached expression. "Didn't you want to know what you could do for me? Tell me and you'll do it?"
Although those two words were somewhat impulsive, Fu Yanjing felt they made sense after saying them.
After all, he has always been able to control his emotions in this relationship, and he is very clear about the nature of his feelings for Wen Jinye.
It's just about enjoying life to the fullest.
But enjoying life while you can is also a form of happiness.
The pleasure of being with one's partner is also a pleasure.
He did like the feeling that Wen Jinye gave him.
Wen Jin also wanted to throw the pillow at his calm and composed face.
"dream."
Fu Yanjing said expressionlessly, "I won't do this."
Wen Jinye: "I won't do that either."
What should have been a tense and confrontational conversation between two adults turned into a childish squabble.
Wen Jin took a deep breath. "If you save me, I'll become your plaything. Then I've clearly fallen from one fire pit into another."
The thought that her passionate and sincere love had been used as a joke by Fu Yanjing made her feel torn and distressed.
“You’re no different from the people who kidnapped me. You might as well send me back and we’ll be even.”
This statement contains an element of spite.
As she gradually regained consciousness, more and more memories from before she fell into a coma came flooding back.
Wen Jin also remembers the sense of relief she felt when Fu Yanjing's voice rang in her ears.
She was in complete darkness, unable to speak or open her eyes.
But an idea flashed through my mind.
Fortunately, they injected her with a date rape drug, not an aphrodisiac.
If it was a love potion, then thankfully—
The man who appeared beside her was Fu Yanjing.
Fu Yanjing was deeply stung by Wen Jinye's comment about him being a "plaything."
Was his behavior really that heinous in her eyes?
"He got a good deal and still acted innocent; even a shrewd businessman like me is ashamed of himself."
He was used to being rejected by Wen Jinye, so he didn't expect her to stay by his side obediently tonight, like she used to.
Fu Yanjing just couldn't understand it. "Wen Jinye, why did it work back then, but not now?"
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Author's Note: If you love this book, please give it lots of positive reviews and urge me to update! Let the urges come crashing down on me like a storm! I'll be adding extra chapters from time to time—but maybe some big updates will happen by chance.
P.S.: That's how it is in stories about broken relationships being mended. If there were no misunderstandings, no personality flaws, and no conflicts, then the relationship wouldn't have broken down. I know many readers have some complaints about my male and female leads.
But the point of this kind of story is to enjoy the back-and-forth struggle—I hope everyone can give them both some time. Two people with different backgrounds, different personalities, need time to grow closer.
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