Chapter 58: Come Find Me
Chapter 58: Come Find Me
An Yu came here specifically to soak in the hot springs.
The men's and women's hot springs are separated and located in different areas.
As soon as she took Wen Jinye's hand, An Yu waved goodbye to the two little boys and couldn't wait to take Wen Jinye to take a bath and change clothes.
An Yu had prepared the swimsuit and hot spring outfit long ago.
She recently landed a swimsuit advertisement for a certain brand, and a whole bunch of swimsuits of different styles that she hadn't even had a chance to open yet finally came in handy.
Although An Yu has an innocent-looking baby face, giving the first impression of a cute girl with big eyes and no harm whatsoever, her figure is truly hot, with a curvaceous figure that is rare even in the entertainment industry.
She chose a very sexy fuchsia swimsuit for herself and a blue swimsuit for Wen Jin.
Wen Jin's beautiful and graceful figure was perfectly outlined.
In an instant, An Yu's eyes gleamed with lust, and her hands roamed over Wen Jin's exposed, fair and delicate skin. "You're such a beauty, baby. You're such a beauty."
An Yu closed her eyes, pouted, and kissed Wen Jinye's cheek from a distance.
When looking for a best friend, you should find one who is naturally attracted to sex, because physical attraction doesn't lie.
Wen Jin has already gotten used to it.
The two went into the water.
The steam rose, and a blush appeared on Wen Jin's otherwise plain face, which, combined with her bright and clear eyes, made her look both pure and alluring.
An Yu couldn't resist turning the camera around during a break from taking a selfie, capturing the moment when Wen Jin also got up and sat back down by the hot spring.
"Crack—"
Her wet hair fell naturally over her smooth shoulders, a few strands clinging to her otherwise elegant profile. Her nose was perfectly high and straight, with a small, upturned tip. The sudden flash of the camera made Wen Jin squint uncomfortably. Her long, curled eyelashes were clearly defined, casting a small shadow over her eye sockets.
With the help of the flash, Wen Jin's skin appeared even whiter, like porcelain, and still glistening with water droplets.
They've been deified.
This is Ms. An Yu's proudest achievement, something she can boast about for the rest of her life.
Wen Jin thought about it and, not wanting to disappoint An Yu's enthusiasm, edited a post in her otherwise barren WeChat Moments and added the photo.
Special thanks to my personal photographer.
Almost immediately after it was posted, it garnered numerous comments and likes.
Xiao Yin was screaming and yelling below, [Ahhhhhh, I'm licking the screen like crazy!]
Tang Man asked with great interest, "What kind of amazing picture is this? Is it perhaps from a lover's perspective?"
Wen Jin glanced at An Yu, who was still immersed in her own art, and replied with a single word as if it were perfectly natural:
【yes. 】
After her parents passed away, she became the person who loved herself the most in the world.
This feeling is more precious than anything else.
And in the teahouse.
Zhou Jichen, who had just finished his work at the hospital, arrived late.
His phone was still buzzing with messages; they were updates on patients sent by the nurse on duty that night.
After replying briefly, Zhou Jichen casually opened his WeChat Moments, where Wen Jinye's photo was at the top.
Before he could even look at it, his phone was knocked away by Xu Xiangbai, who had just stepped out the door.
Zhou Jichen was completely dizzy after a long day at work. He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you trying to run me over?"
Zhou Jichen is not dead.
But his phone was not spared.
It landed with a thud, cracking the screen, and landed right at Fu Yanjing's feet.
Fu Yanjing picked it up casually, his eyes glancing unintentionally at the lit screen.
I froze for a moment.
The woman in the photo is alluring yet carries a hint of naivety. Her swimsuit, though not revealing, is soaked through and clings to her body like a thin veil, which only fuels the imagination.
Fu Yanjing was reminded of the faint scars on her slender waist beneath that thin layer of fabric, which were almost imperceptible.
When their emotions ran high, Fu Yanjing pressed down on her waist and asked where these little scars came from.
Her voice was trembling so much that it was barely audible. "I bumped into it by accident."
He lowered his eyelids slightly and saw Tang Man's comment.
I also saw Wen Jinye's answer.
He tightened his grip on the phone for a moment, then quickly loosened it.
His subtle emotional shift subsided in an instant, and no one noticed anything amiss.
Zhou Jichen put his phone away, and Song Zaicheng urged from behind, "Hurry up, hurry up, there are fireworks over at the fountain in a bit, it cost me hundreds of thousands."
Xu Xiangbai was astonished to find that someone so engrossed in the business world could have such an interest in this. He said in disbelief:
"You did this?"
Song Zaicheng refused to take the blame, rubbing his temples. "It was my second young master who did it."
Xu Xiangbai, always eager for drama, wondered, "With such a grand and romantic scene, could it be that she's about to confess her feelings?"
He usually talks nonsense in a flippant way, "With whom, Reporter Wen?"
The speaker may have meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart.
A dark look crossed Song Zaicheng's expression, revealing a complex and conflicted emotion that was difficult to detect.
After Xu Xiangbai finished speaking, he belatedly realized that something was not quite right.
After all, others might not know, but he certainly did.
If reporter Wen is really confessed to by Song Jae-jin tonight, how would Fu Yanjing, as his ex, feel?
Although he didn't realize how much Fu Yanjing cared about Wen Jinye, his partner of three years, even when Fu Yanjing helped Wen Jinye at Huaimi that night, he dismissed it as just Fu Yanjing's gentlemanly behavior as an ex.
At least we slept in the same bed.
If reporter Wen really agrees to Song Zaizhen's request, and Fu Yanjing spends a year in Jiangbei, they'll be constantly running into each other in this circle, how awkward would that be?
Xu Xiangbai, an observer, considered all the possibilities.
Fu Yanjing, as the person involved, was the most calm and unperturbed.
He showed absolutely no interest in the fireworks, listlessly tossing out a remark.
"You guys have fun, I'm going back now."
*
It's Friday.
With university students on holiday, there are quite a few people here tonight.
The fireworks show was about to start in fifteen minutes, and a large crowd had already gathered in the huge square near the fountain.
Ankang had secured a spot early, but Song Zaizhen was nowhere to be seen.
An Yu excitedly rushed into the crowd.
Wen Jin also received a message from Fu Yanjing at this time.
In short, three words: 【Come find me.】
If Fu Yanjing doesn't contact her soon, Wen Jin will almost forget that she has become his personal assistant.
Wen Jin sighed in frustration, "An Yu, I have to go to work first. Have fun."
An Yu was unwilling, and her temper flared up instantly. "Is your bald director causing you trouble again?"
Wen Jin didn't know how to explain it to An Yu, so she could only keep it from her for the time being. She nodded and let Fatty Wang take the blame.
Although An Yu was angry, she couldn't stop Wen Jinye from working, so she could only wave goodbye to Wen Jinye reluctantly while cursing Wang Pangzi incessantly.
Wen Jin also squeezed out of the crowd. Behind her, there was a jumble of people, and laughter filled the air. She lowered her head to reply to Fu Yanjing's message.
I'm taking a taxi now, I'll be there in a bit.
With her plans suddenly disrupted, she inevitably felt a little down.
With her lips pursed, her slender shoulders rose and fell slightly with a sigh.
Little did they know that all of this had fallen into the sight of a pair of unfathomable eyes.
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