Chapter 43: Life Assistant
Chapter 43: Personal Assistant
Wen Jin was so startled that her tongue almost tied itself in knots. She was so flustered that she didn't know what to do with her hands and denied everything in a haphazard way, "I...no, I'm not."
But in those soft, bright eyes, all that was reflected was Fu Yanjing's figure.
So devout, as if her world consisted only of Fu Yanjing.
The man chuckled softly, his composure far surpassing her nervousness. "Miss Wen, has anyone ever told you that you're not very good at lying?"
My heart felt like a thin sheet of paper loosened; a sudden gust of wind blew through, each breath producing a crisp echo.
Wen Jin also heard the sound of his own surrender.
Her affection was impossible to hide from the very beginning.
A brief emotional battle has revealed the winner.
She looked distressed and uneasy, as if she had made a grave mistake. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have harbored malicious intentions towards you."
Fu Yanjing chuckled, "It's not as serious as you make it out to be. The way you look at me makes it seem like you're terrified of me."
Wen Jin opened her mouth, unsure how to explain. It wasn't fear, but rather a tender and precious feeling of being close yet hesitant.
They fell silent for a moment.
Unexpectedly, I never said it until we parted.
*
Wen Jin also came to her senses.
She calmly met Fu Yanjing's sharp gaze, which always seemed to see through everything, and said, "This is my private matter, and Mr. Fu doesn't need to worry about it."
"Once you got in my car, it's no longer your private matter."
This makes it sound as if Wen Jin has also boarded his pirate ship and is bound to share his fate.
Wen Jin frowned. "What does Mr. Fu want to say?"
"Stay by my side."
A casual remark caused the flickering light in Wen Jinye's eyes to shatter like ice water: "You want to keep me as a sugar daddy?"
A hint of sarcasm appeared on Fu Yanjing's usually calm face. "You really think you're so beautiful that I can't forget you?"
"I need a personal assistant, and you're the perfect fit."
Where would be a good place?
Does he really have to keep her by his side to repeatedly irritate He Jiayu's nerves?
For a moment, Wen Jin also wondered if Fu Yanjing didn't want to win He Jiayu back at all.
Fu Yanjing replied calmly, "We've been together for three years, after all. You know my lifestyle."
The slightly lowered eyelids subtly concealed the ambiguous light.
He wanted to keep Wen Jin by his side again, but actually only to confirm one thing:
All his recent emotional fluctuations because of Wen Jinye—was it because he couldn't stand her vanity and even considered him one of her prey in the past, or was it his pride acting up, and his inability to bear the contrast in her attitude before and after?
In short, the safest approach is to keep such uncertainties close at hand.
Perhaps Wen Jin will treat him the same way she has in the past, or perhaps after they have a few more encounters, all his abnormal behavior will disappear.
Therefore, Fu Yanjing did not give Wen Jin any room to refuse. His clear tone left no room for argument, "This is a reasonable deal."
"I'll help you get rid of this trouble; you can stay with me for a while."
Wen Jin also ran her fingertips over the fabric of the hem of the clothes. "Okay."
*
Fu Yanjing doesn't need Wen Jinye to stay by his side 24 hours a day; he only seeks her out when he needs her.
To make it easier to stay in touch, they even added Wen Jinye on WeChat, as if granting a general amnesty.
Even after Wen Jinye got home, finished washing up, and was holding Qiuqiu, ready to go to sleep, Wen Jinye still couldn't figure it out—
Fu Yanjing, who can turn the world upside down with a flick of his wrist, has everything he wants. What is it that he absolutely needs that makes him indispensable to her?
Who cares?
Anyway, she never understood Fu Yanjing.
But Wen Jin slept soundly that night, sleeping until dawn, without the threats of debt collectors or the harassment from Tan Donglin.
On a new day, she and Xiaoyin embarked on another round of interviews.
With time running out and the task at hand, by the time they packed up, it was already late at night, under the stars and moon.
This area of old residential buildings has no elevators, and the seven-story building can only be climbed on foot.
Xiao Yin had too much fun last night, and her body hasn't recovered yet. She was out of breath after going down just two flights of stairs.
Wen Jin's ankle pain became increasingly noticeable.
Xiao Yin noticed her unusual posture and asked with concern, "Jin Ye, what happened to your foot? Did you sprain it?"
Wen Jin shook his head, not telling Xiao Yin about his terrifying experience last night, only vaguely saying, "Don't worry, it's alright."
After going downstairs, Wen Jin took out her phone to call a car, but Song Zaizhen's number popped up on the screen.
I don't know what kind of noisy place it was, but it was a bit chaotic on his end. "Sister, are you busy? Can you come and pick me up and take me home?"
But Wen Jin still noticed something unusual in his tone. "Have you been drinking?"
"Yeah." He admitted it frankly, "But I'm not drunk yet. However, I haven't been out and about for a long time, so I guess I'll drink a lot tonight."
Late at night, drunk, even though Wen Jin only treated Song Zaizhen as a younger brother, it was still inappropriate for adult men and women to be alone together in that situation.
Wen Jin hesitated, "I'll call a designated driver for you."
“No.” Song Zaizhen’s tone was somewhat stubbornly childish. “My new car is very precious to me. I can’t bear to let others ride in it, let alone drive it.”
"Except for my older sister."
Wen Jin also spoke frankly, saying, "My driving skills aren't very good; it would have been more accident-prone if you had been driving me."
“I just wanted you to come pick me up, sister.” His voice lowered. “You know, I’ve never had a sister since I was little. I only have an older brother who’s always been the center of attention.”
"My father didn't care about me, my mother didn't love me, and I was spoiled..."
"Stop, stop, stop—"
His tone made it sound as if his world would collapse the moment Wen Jin didn't come to pick him up.
Wen Jin couldn't refuse him, and besides, Song Zaizhen had helped her more than once. If she refused even such a small thing, it would seem that she was a bit heartless and ungrateful.
She sighed resignedly, "Give me the address."
The tone on the other end of the phone changed instantly, the emphasized words brimming with excitement, "Thank you, sister!"
No matter how cynical he may seem to the outside world, he is still just a little boy.
Wen Jin also hung up the phone and said goodbye to Xiao Yin, "I'm not going back with you, I have something to do to pick someone up."
Xiao Yin had just pressed her ear against Wen Jinye's phone, and winked knowingly, "Jinye-jie~ is that super affectionate puppy your boyfriend?"
"What boyfriend?" Wen Jin explained helplessly, "He's a younger brother who's still in college."
Xiao Yin pouted and shook her head, clearly not believing it.
The gossip radar went off, making every word she uttered sound like a tilde: "Oh my~ Isn't it all the rage these days for older women to date younger men? They're not even related by blood, and he's asking you to pick him up late at night, he must have ulterior motives~ What a scheming green tea boy."
Wen Jin tickled Xiao Yin's skin, trying to interrupt her reverie, "She called me 'sister,' so politely."
Xiao Yin straightened her expression and said seriously, "Sister Jinye, I've noticed that you're really oblivious when it comes to relationships."
“There is a big difference between ‘elder sister’ and ‘older sister’.”
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