Chapter 223: Power Outage
Chapter 223: Power Outage
The news of Zhao Jinming's engagement came suddenly.
The other party is Shen Jinzhao, the daughter of the Shen family in Haicheng.
I received a helpless call from them the night before last; their tone was full of nonchalance about accepting the arranged marriage.
We haven't even seen each other's photos, let alone met.
It's basically like opening blind boxes.
Zhao Jinming didn't care.
The only thing I'm not entirely satisfied with is that the other person is too small.
Twenty-one years old.
Zhao Jinming, who appears to be 29 years old, is dating a much younger woman.
This engagement banquet, which maximizes commercial value, is not worth Fu Yanjing making a special trip back for.
After all, he is only the successor, not the current leader.
The superficial and practical projects over there were supported by Fu Xianzong and Qin Zhiyi.
But Fu Yanjing didn't expect that the news of Zhao Jinming's fiancé running away would spread even more suddenly.
Everything was ready, but his fiancée disappeared from the hotel.
She abandoned everything and disappeared from the port city cleanly.
In the end, her phone was hacked, and everything was formatted, except for a screenshot of a chat log.
They are clearly well aware of their own people's methods.
The chat logs clearly and explicitly explained the reason for running away from the wedding.
Best friend: Zhao Jinming is quite good-looking, and he's one of the top young men in Hong Kong. Why don't you want to marry him?
Shen Jinzhao: Cannot understand Cantonese.
Shen Jinzhao: Unaccustomed to the local environment.
Shen Jinzhao: Allergic to the port city.
Shen Jinzhao: I haven't done any hair care lately, otherwise I won't be able to marry into a wealthy family.
The preceding sentences were all nonsense; the last sentence is the essence:
Shen Jinzhao: Besides, who would want to marry an old man eight years older than me in the prime of my life? He'd definitely lack romance. And besides, once a man is over 25, he's practically 60.
so.
Although Zhao Jinming's fiancée ran away, she left Zhao Jinming with a lot of fun and ridicule.
On the phone, it was rare to see Zhao Jinming, who was usually calm and collected, speak to Fu Yanjing in a furious and gritting voice.
"If she had said from the beginning that she didn't want to marry me, I would have just refused. I don't care who I marry."
"But she chose to use such an extreme method to embarrass me. I'll dig three feet into the ground to find her and see if this forced relationship is sweet or not."
Fu Yanjing said calmly, "You're capable of such things as forcibly taking things from me, you beast."
Zhao Jinming: ?
"I came to you for comfort, not for you to stab me in the back."
"Then you should know that I can't say anything comforting with this cold mouth of mine."
Zhao Jinming was furious and refused to back down, "Really? I thought you would be more experienced."
How could Fu Yanjing not understand his underlying meaning?
Accept it frankly: "I am more experienced than before, but that experience does not include you."
To be honest, although Zhao Jinming and Fu Yanjing did not grow up together, their families were old friends and were among the top in Hong Kong.
We really did know each other when we were still in our toddlerhood.
He was a few years older than Fu Yanjing. When he was little, he thought Fu Yanjing was quite cute, like a little dumpling, who loved to cry and laugh.
Back then, I took advantage of my age and height to call myself the older brother for several years.
But I don't know when things started to change.
He became more mature, more composed, and even more so than himself.
More indifferent.
My childhood memories are becoming increasingly blurry.
Even now, when I occasionally think back on it, I still feel a sense of disconnect.
So he wondered how flirtatious a man like Fu Yanjing could be when pursuing his wife.
He thought about how he was being ridiculed by the Hong Kong media, scorned and mocked by his parents for not even having the charm to keep his wife, and the older generation's frantic search for new marriage partners for him.
Zhao Jinming couldn't help but feel a headache coming on: "After I've finished dealing with things here, I'll come find you for a couple of days to have some peace and quiet. I'll also listen to your experience."
Fu Yanjing: "My experience is probably not suitable for you to rely on in the past." Fu Yanjing said calmly: "My relationship with Jin was also a reconciliation after a breakup, while yours—"
He paused, then delivered a precise finishing blow:
"It's a strong attempt to prove that he wasn't seeking revenge against Old Deng."
Zhao Jinming: ...
No, how do you kill someone by following the internet cable?
Seeking guidance?
In the end, it was Fu Yanjing who suggested hanging up the phone.
“Mr. Zhao, my time is precious, so I won’t listen to your complaints.”
Brotherhood is more fragile than sand, just like when he first realized that Fu Yanjing's feelings for that so-called "fleeting romance" reporter Wen were unusual, he couldn't wait to watch the drama unfold and stab him in the back.
I never imagined that although I hadn't yet reached the point of heartbreak, I would be the first to be hurt by a woman—
Pooh.
A little brat insulted me.
What goes around comes around.
Zhao Jinming scoffed, "The sun has only just risen. No matter how busy you are, you can't afford to miss a minute or two."
Fu Yanjing: "Hey, daughter."
"What?!"
His voice rose three feet, clearly taken aback.
Fu Yanjing said casually, "Forget it, an old man like you with no sense of romance would never understand."
On the way back, Fu Yanjing subconsciously opened the chat window with Wen Jinye again.
We barely exchanged a few words.
You can reach the top with just one flip.
But even with such a small amount of content, I never get tired of watching it.
The latest one was when Wen Jinye had just arrived.
Remind him to wear a mask when he goes to her house.
He thought of Zhao Jinming being jilted at his wedding.
I really want to share this with Wen Jinye.
But then I thought about it again.
Wen Jin also dislikes Zhao Jinming.
Then I should definitely share it with her when I have the chance.
Standing silently in the chat box, Fu Yanjing suddenly missed her.
*
Life in the mountains is simple, even impoverished.
But it was very comfortable.
She lived with the children and Luan Wei'an, using a journalist's perspective to reveal Luan Wei'an's love for this land.
Night had fallen.
The nights in the mountains are especially cold.
Wen Jin was also curled up in the blankets on the small bed, feeling that her hands and feet were still cold even though she had been lying there for a long time.
It rained in the mountains a couple of days ago, and the dormitory still retains a chilly atmosphere.
A series of cramping pains came from her abdomen, as if an invisible hand was pinching and squeezing inside her lower abdomen.
Aunt Flo arrived right on time.
I had two heat packs stuck to my body, but maybe because I'd been soaking wet these past few days, they weren't enough to relieve the pain.
Wen Jin had mentally prepared herself before getting out of bed to boil some water, but misfortune never comes singly.
The dim light bulb flickered twice.
The power is out.
How could I be so unlucky?
Luan Weian sent her a WeChat message, telling her that the power supply in the mountainous area was unstable and power outages were common.
If we're lucky, things might get better soon.
If things go wrong, it might continue until tomorrow.
There are emergency candles in the dormitory.
Wen Jin also searched for it, but then realized that he didn't have a source of fire.
Hesitating between asking the photographer for a moment or just making do for one night.
The sound of a car engine could be heard outside the dormitory.
A moment later, there was a knock on her door.
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