Chapter 40
Jiang Lin sprayed on a very light perfume, its tranquil scent unexpectedly captivating. It inadvertently softened her sharpness, complementing her temperament even better.
"Are you interested in chatting?" Jiang Lin went straight to the point.
Today her arrogance has faded a little, and her attitude is still acceptable.
Wen Zhenni checked the time and said to the man on the other end of the phone, "Wait for me for twenty minutes and have a word with Miss Jiang."
There was a moment of silence on the other end: "I'll come over."
Wen Zhenni refused: "No, you're out of the game. This is between her and me now."
She hung up the phone, invited Jiang Lin to talk on the sofa next to her, and asked the waiter for two glasses of orange juice.
"Miss Jiang, please speak directly," Wen Zhenni said directly with a smile, "Someone is waiting for me."
"Is it Ciheng?" Jiang Lin asked without thinking.
As soon as she said that, she realized the question was unnecessary. Jiang Lin smiled belatedly and said, "To be honest, I was really hit hard by the class reunion...especially that WeChat Moments post."
She paused, a look of self-mockery on her face. "I admit, I was so unwilling at the time that I ordered that bouquet of lilies to annoy you. I just didn't expect Ciheng to be so resolute."
Jiang Lin almost exhausted all his courage to speak out his true feelings, especially in front of Wen Zhenni.
But the moment she said it, she felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had suddenly been lifted off her shoulders.
"Are you his wife?" she asked.
Wen Zhenni nodded. "We've been married for almost three years. I brought a generous dowry when I married him. Besides my parents-in-law, I'm the largest individual shareholder of Ci's shares."
Her answer seemed to be showing off on the surface, but it was more about showing her confidence.
Hearing her admit it herself, Jiang Lin still felt a little uncomfortable.
Wen Zhenni could fully understand that someone as proud and conceited as her would feel unwilling to accept this.
She thought for a moment and chuckled, "Given Ciheng's personality, even if it's a marriage based on profit and without any feelings, he would still try his best to maintain it."
When she said this, she was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand why she would let down her guard and rely on Ciheng when she was with him, and always instinctively understand his difficulties.
She concluded almost with a sigh, "It's easy to fall in love with someone like him."
Jiang Lin clutched her hot phone, a thousand thoughts swirling through her mind. The past, all too beautiful, was like a sharp knife, shredding her fantasies into pieces.
"You know, he was my dance partner at my graduation prom. I remember we danced to the waltz 'Voice of Spring' that day. I thought he had a crush on me."
Wen Zhenni thought it was ridiculous. How could someone regard dancing as affection?
"Ms. Jiang, that was just normal socializing at a high school dance. If I remember correctly, at least seven or eight girls asked him to dance that day, but none of them interpreted it as a sign of affection like you did."
"Of course, if he caused you to misunderstand, I will ask him to explain it to you in person and apologize to you."
Wen Zhenni punctured her pink fantasy and poured the coldest water on her with the gentlest words.
"I know that attending a dance with someone you like is a wonderful memory. If you had been braver at the time, you might have had a 50% chance. Unfortunately, you're too proud and not brave enough in your feelings. You thought that if you just stared at him silently, he would react first and confess his feelings to you. But in fact, there are many people like me out there, out of sight."
The words were very direct, and Jiang Lin's heart sank a little bit. "Maybe it's because I've never had it, so I'm not willing to give up. I've never failed to get what I want."
Just like the highest award in a certain field, if you never get it in your entire life, you cannot prove your ability.
I never got it, so I had the cinnabar mole and the white moonlight.
Wen Zhenni laughed. "From this point of view, we are the same type of people. If I like someone, I will do my best to get him. It's just that I am a little luckier than you. The person I like is also willing to be with me and accept all my imperfections."
Wen Zhenni looked at the confused woman. As a woman, she actually admired her abilities. "Ms. Jiang, you were able to get into No. 1 Middle School on your own merit. You participated in various international competitions, won numerous awards, went abroad for further studies, received offers from major overseas companies, and created many classic cases. Your resume is enough to make many people envy you. If you look at others more, you will find that there are people of equal ability watching you. Why go down a dead end?"
Jiang Lin was stunned. She suddenly couldn't understand what kind of person was sitting in front of her.
Even when she tried to interfere in her marriage again and again, she never said anything too embarrassing.
The calmness and confidence that came from within made Jiang Lin feel a little jealous.
She couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you worried at all that he'd be snatched away by someone else? After all, he went overseas shortly after you got married."
Wen Zhenni's lips curled up. This question was actually easy to answer. "If I can be snatched away by you today, I can be snatched away by another woman tomorrow. A man like that is not worthy of me, and I am not at fault. I don't need to reflect on myself."
Her answer was in stark contrast to her temperament.
Jiang Lin was a little shocked: "If... I mean if, one day something changes and your marriage comes to an end, how will you face this relationship experience?"
The process is such a beautiful feeling. If it ends in tragedy, it would be so sad.
Wen Zhenni looked at Jiang Lin with pure incomprehension in her eyes. She didn't understand why Jiang Lin was so pessimistic.
"Why should I anticipate future misfortunes? At least I enjoy what I have now."
Her eyes were clear and pure: "When I'm in love, I will embrace someone without reservation. In the future, as the world changes, the worst that can happen is that we can part ways amicably and look for the next happiness. Or, maybe, I'll just stay single forever."
Jiang Lin pursed her lips and was speechless for a moment.
She prides herself on being extremely intelligent, but emotionally, she seems so weak and powerless.
Just when she didn't know how to respond, the screen of Wen Zhenni's mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up, and a rapid vibration sound interrupted the silence.
It was a phone call. I knew who called without even looking.
"It seems he can't wait any longer." Jiang Lin realized she had delayed too long. She stood up, clutching her phone, and nodded slightly. "I won't see you off."
Wen Zhenni put on her mask and turned to leave when Jiang Lin called her softly, "Wait, what should I call you?"
Wen Zhenni looked back, her eyes shining with starlight, "Wen Zhenni. Wen as in warmth, Zhen as in pearl, Ni as in the word Ni."
"Zhen Ni..."
Jiang Lin chewed the name on the tip of her tongue and was touched. "It sounds like I'm talking about you, Zhen."
Wen Zhenni didn't answer, but just curved her eyes and said, "Goodbye."
This time she didn't stop, she waved her hand and walked quickly out of the restaurant.
Jiang Lin followed her a few steps behind and stepped out of the restaurant door. She saw the familiar Bentley parked quietly in front of the door. Ciheng was leaning against the car, and her figure was particularly noble in the night.
He raised his eyes and looked over here. She smiled at him from afar. For the first time, she did not go forward to say hello, but just stood far away under the eaves.
Until the car started and merged into the traffic flow, she took out her cell phone and tapped the screen a few times with her fingertips.
The album was opened, and after sliding for a while, it finally stopped on a selfie. With a light touch of the fingertip, it was set as the new lock screen.
The moment the background picture was changed, the old memories were also removed.
She breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt that the summer breeze had become lighter and cooler...
"Why are you driving yourself? Didn't you go out for a social event?"
The Bentley merged into the traffic flow. Wen Zhenni turned her head to glance at the man in the driver's seat and asked casually.
"Tell the driver to go home." Ciheng looked ahead and replied concisely.
"Why don't you ask me what I told her?" Wen Zhenni blinked, a little curious, "She came to me on her own initiative."
Ciheng's expression was calm: "If you want to talk about it, you will tell me naturally."
How could he be so patient? If it were me, I would definitely not be able to resist gossiping.
Wen Zhenni's eyes moved across his profile, and she reached out and placed her hand on his leg. "Then I'll be merciful and tell you."
Ciheng's grip on the steering wheel tightened unconsciously, but his expression remained calm. He just tilted his head to indicate that he was listening.
"She asked me if I was worried that someone would snatch me away while I was overseas. I told her that a man who could be snatched away is not worthy of me."
Wen Zhenni finished speaking and observed his reaction: "Will you be angry?"
The corners of Ciheng's mouth twitched upwards: "You've said things that are even more domineering than this. If I get angry, I'm afraid I won't be able to calm down."
"How could she be so overbearing..." Wen Zhenni's heart skipped a beat, and her smile grew even brighter. "But judging from her expression, she must have let it go."
"Um."
He didn't want to dwell on this matter, so he didn't express his opinion. He just responded softly and changed the subject: "How long will this movie take?"
"It's only been a few days since filming started, so it's still early. Besides, we're going to the ancient town to shoot some scenes soon."
She probably won't have any role in the new drama, and the popularity will fade sooner or later. Next, she can focus on the drama at hand and try her best to make it well.
"What are we going to shoot tomorrow?" he asked.
Wen Zhenni: "The protagonist's student days, the youthful innocence, yet the beautiful and pure emotions."
Ci Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "You dare to fall in love in high school?"
"Who doesn't have some excitement during puberty?" Wen Zhenni tickled his thigh. "At most, we'll secretly hold hands. It's not yet the stage of physical affection."
Ci Heng didn't hide, letting the slightly itchy touch spread. It wasn't until the red light came on and the car stopped that he suddenly grabbed her hand and slowly tightened it in his palm.
Do you like it physically? That's too much.
He hummed, "You're so understanding. Did you have a lot of youthful excitement when you were studying?"
"I admit that there are two or three people of the opposite sex who I like." Wen Zhenni asked him back, "I don't believe you don't have any."
Ciheng gave her a look and said, "I am a clean person. My relationship history is clean. I don't have any ex-boyfriends, ex-girlfriends, and I don't have two or three people of the opposite sex who I have a crush on."
The familiar sarcastic tone arrived late. Wen Zhenni retorted unyieldingly, "It's because you have high standards that you don't want to. If you want, admirers can line up from here to France."
"That's quite exaggerated."
Ci Heng's eyes swept over her puffy cheeks, and she spoke with her usual venomous tone: "How far is it from France to the capital? You really have no idea. Did your PE teacher teach you geography?"
Wen Zhenni was blocked by him for a moment: "...It's just an exaggeration."
Then he muttered quietly, "There's no romance at all."
If she wasn't driving, she would have rushed over and kissed that mouth to pieces.
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The author has something to say: After countless hardships, I finally reached the peak of 300. There is hope. I hope to save enough to collect it effectively soon. [Spread flowers]
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