Chapter 132: Wen Jinye at Seventeen
Chapter 132: Wen Jinye at Seventeen
Wen Jin also felt a lot of pain all over her body, as if something was pulling her nerves back and forth.
Even eyelids can feel incredibly heavy.
She twitched her finger with difficulty, and the next second, she heard a familiar, hoarse yet joyful voice ring out:
"Doctor, doctor! Her finger moved, is she waking up?!"
It's An Yu.
What happened to me? How did I end up in the hospital?
Shouldn't she be in the classroom attending class?
Wen Jin struggled to open her eyes. The afternoon sun was bright, and sunlight shone through the window like gold dust.
An Yu's eyes immediately reddened. "Wen Jinye, do you know how scared you were? It was so dangerous! Don't you care about your life? You had to protect Fu Yanjing."
Wen Jin was also caught off guard.
An Yu was clearly speaking in Chinese characters, so why couldn't she understand a single word?
She didn't notice for a moment that An Yu was more mature and beautiful than she remembered.
"Never mind, I'm happier than anything that you woke up safely."
"Is there anything wrong with your body?" An Yu asked.
Wen Jin shook her head. Although she didn't know how she got sick, she felt at ease when she saw An Yu the first thing she saw after waking up.
"Thank you for coming to the hospital to keep me company, but what happened to me?" Wen Jin's voice was hoarse as she held her still-aching head and boldly guessed, "I remember I was in PE class, could it be that I fell and hit my head due to low blood sugar?"
At the same time, the ward door was pushed open again.
Xiao Yin rushed in, "Sister Jin Ye, you're awake?"
She quickly pulled out her phone and typed furiously on the keyboard, “I told you that Sister Jinye is a lucky person and nothing would happen to her. I’m going to let Team Leader Tang know that she’s safe.”
Wen Jin also searched her memory, but apart from a throbbing headache, she was completely blank. "...Who are you?"
"Damn! He's lost his memory?"
Xiao Yin paused in her typing, pointed at An Yu, and asked, "Do you know who she is?"
"...My best friend."
"How unfair! Is this the power of the eldest daughter of the legitimate wife?"
Then the figure rushed out again, shouting, "Doctor, help! The patient has injured his brain!"
Wen Jin looked at An Yu with a helpless and bewildered expression, as if seeking help, "Should I know her? Is she your older sister?"
An Yu's expression was unusually serious. "Baby, tell me what year it is?"
*
Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Henderson Building, Fu Yanjing's face was as gloomy as a sky that hadn't cleared up in a long time, shrouded in gloom.
He Jiayu stood awkwardly in the vast and empty space, her unease almost engulfing her.
"Ah Jing, what did you call me here for?"
Fu Yanjing lifted his eyelids, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoke drifted from his lips.
The metal lighter slammed heavily onto the table.
"You should know perfectly well why I'm looking for you."
He Jiayu bit her lip, her heart sinking to the bottom. "I...I don't understand."
"I believe your parents already know about the termination of the cooperation. Do I need to calculate for you how much dirty money the He family has made since they rose to power before you understand why I've brought you here?" Fu Yanjing asked casually.
He rose from his office chair, facing the large floor-to-ceiling window, leaving He Jiayu with only her indifferent back. The man leaned back against the edge of his desk, hands behind his back, and exhaled a puff of clear smoke.
Without even glancing at He Jiayu's pitiful, tearful, and aggrieved appearance.
"It must have taken you a lot of effort to let those people in, right?"
He Jiayu could barely stand; she swayed a few times, looking frail and delicate.
"Ah Jing, why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong? You must have misunderstood me..."
Fu Yanjing slowly turned around, his slender fingers casually flicking off the ash from his cigarette. "My patience is limited."
These words shattered all of He Jiayu's illusions.
She shook her head, and tears instantly streamed down her face.
"You can believe me, Ah Jing. Even if I did something wrong, I absolutely do not deserve to die! Reporter Wen is smearing me on the Internet. I admit I am a little angry and want her to be humiliated in public like me. That is indeed a bit narrow-minded."
"But the people I let in were only there to sabotage her and ruin her interview. I don't know... why your rival suddenly infiltrated and even threatened your safety!"
"Ah Jing, I didn't lie this time, it really is like this, please believe me, okay? We've been friends for so many years, you'll forgive me, right? You can't involve my parents."
Fu Yanjing smiled lightly: "Affection?"
“He Jiayu, don’t start believing your own act.”
He Jiayu bit her lip until it turned white. "Fu Yanjing, I was your shield for so long in high school. Everyone said you were my first love. Is all of that worthless in your eyes?"
Fu Yanjing was indeed annoyed by being pursued by others during high school.
He was constantly annoyed by the piles of love letters being dumped on his desk as if they were free.
He Jiayu happened to volunteer.
She was Xu Xiangbai's neighbor and liked to go to Xu Xiangbai's house whenever she had nothing to do. Before that, Fu Yanjing's only impression of her was that she was noisy.
But I was really annoyed at the time, and I felt that having a girlfriend in name only was indeed a good way to solve the problem once and for all.
So he nodded.
She acted as his shield for those two years, and the He family thrived in Jiangbei thanks to Fu Yanjing's influence.
Their relationship is based solely on mutual exploitation.
If we have to talk about feelings, she at most benefited from Xu Xiangbai's influence.
Don't overestimate yourself.
Under Fu Yanjing's cold gaze, He Jiayu's heart sank inch by inch.
Fu Yanjing stubbed out the remaining half of his cigarette in the ashtray. "This is just a tap."
"For Xiang Bai's sake, don't let me see your name appear alongside mine in any news again, understand?"
Under his sharp and cold gaze, He Jiayu could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
For the first time, she realized how cold and inhuman this man could be.
That kind of intimidating pressure that seeped into her very bones made He Jiayu truly understand what Xu Xiangbai meant when he said:
She and Fu Yanjing are from different worlds.
He Jiayu nodded numbly, "I understand..."
*
When Fu Yanjing returned to the hospital, he learned that Wen Jin had already been discharged.
Looking at the empty ward, he forced a smile, thinking that he must be alright.
Fu Yanjing resisted the urge to go find her.
After all, relationships can't be one-sided, and he doesn't need to make a fool of himself.
Meanwhile, Wen Jin was at home.
She sat awkwardly on the sofa, looking around at everything with unfamiliar eyes.
"You mean, eight years from now, I'll have such a cozy house and such an adorable dog? That would be amazing!"
After all, in her memory, she was still that little girl who lived in her uncle's storage room, was often beaten and scolded by her aunt, and was bullied by Tan Donglin.
An Yu remarked with emotion, "You've been very brave these past eight years."
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A note from the author:
Amnesia isn't some melodramatic plot; it will be recovered quickly.
Only used as a point to advance the plot and emotions.
Wives, could you please give this a five-star review?
I really want to add more chapters, but I'm having writer's block lately qaq
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