When Jing Min heard Chu Wuyang mention the word "trust," a barely perceptible glint flashed in his eyes.
The light was fleeting, and he quickly returned to his usual aloof demeanor.
He took a small step forward, the movement light and restrained, his face still bearing that indifferent expression.
The only difference was that there was a hint of urgency and sincerity in his tone.
"Yangyang, trusting me is the right thing to do. While I can't guarantee everything, there's no doubt I would never hurt you."
Then, a hint of helplessness and complexity flashed in his eyes, and his clear, cold voice slowly rang out:
"The Chu family's affairs are far more complicated than you imagine," "If you are really worried about the Chu family, you can call Chu Yao now to inquire about the situation."
"But... he's currently on his honeymoon, can you really be so willful as to interrupt your best friend's sweet journey?"
As Jing Min spoke, a barely perceptible smile flashed across his face, as he tried to ease Chu Wuyang's emotions in this lighthearted way.
"Or, once you've recovered a bit, I'll go back to the Chu family with you."
"If you have any questions, you can ask Grandpa. He will definitely testify for me. I have no ill intentions towards the Chu family. You must believe me."
Jing Min spoke earnestly, his eyes fixed firmly on Chu Wuyang, a hint of expectation flickering in his usually cool gaze.
Chu Wuyang watched him make each promise quietly, a complex expression on her face.
Her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes filled with doubt and confusion. She looked at Jing Min.
She felt increasingly that this man was unpredictable, and the familiar feeling she once had had become blurred.
She shook her head slightly, a bitter smile playing on her lips. A sense of unease lingered in her heart, as if an invisible net were enveloping her.
She subconsciously took a small step back, her hands unconsciously hugging her arms tightly, as if trying to build a defensive line between herself and Jingmin.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, turned her head to avoid Jingmin's gaze, and looked out the window.
A hint of determination flashed in her eyes; her resolve to distance herself from him grew even stronger.
Jing Min noticed that Chu Wuyang's emotions were no longer as agitated as before, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He approached her slowly and gently.
This time, when he approached, Chu Wuyang did not resist.
A pang of sorrow gripped his heart. He turned slightly to the side, stretched out his arm, and gently embraced Chu Wuyang's shoulder with a movement as soft as a breeze.
His arms tightened gently, as if to give her a warm and reassuring embrace.
Jing Min lowered his head, bringing his face close to Chu Wuyang's ear, and whispered some sweet nothings in a gentle voice.
However, Chu Wuyang's gaze, held in his arms, seemed to freeze, growing colder and colder.
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In the morning, the restaurant in Chujia Main Garden is filled with an elegant Chinese charm.
The morning sunlight streamed through the carved wooden doors and windows, casting a warm and rustic glow on the dark red solid wood dining table.
The walls are adorned with traditional Chinese ink paintings and calligraphy, adding a touch of cultural depth to the entire space.
At the dining table, Chu Wuyang sat listlessly, staring blankly ahead.
He ignored the bird's nest porridge that the butler, Uncle Ming, brought to him and placed in front of him.
Her face was slightly pale, and her hair was casually tied back, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, which made her look even more haggard.
Jing Min, standing to the side, was dressed in simple casual wear, exuding a cool and composed aura.
He reached out and ladled a bowl of porridge for Chu Wuyang, saying softly, "Drink the porridge first, otherwise you won't be able to eat anything else later."
Her eyes were filled with concern, but Chu Wuyang remained completely unresponsive, as if she were lost in her own world.
The aunt across from me was wearing a gorgeous cheongsam, embroidered with exquisite patterns and bright, eye-catching colors.
Her hair was neatly styled, she wore expensive jewelry, and her makeup was exquisite.
Seeing this, my aunt laughed, her smile carrying a hint of schadenfreude and sarcasm.
She gently wiped her mouth with a handkerchief as she spoke:
"Poor Sixth Sister was bullied terribly; she's been sick for a few days and has become so thin."
"Grandpa, you must stand up for our sixth daughter. Don't let people know that there's no adult to protect her at home, or she'll be ganged up on and bullied."
After saying that, he deliberately glanced at Lin Yuebai with a tone that seemed to thrive on chaos.
His eyes were full of provocation and mockery.
Lin Yuebai remained calm; she had always been a marginal figure in this family, practically insignificant.
Even if she were singled out, she showed no sign of guilt.
Furthermore, what Old Madam Jiang did that day had nothing to do with her; in fact, she even offered words of comfort.
After her aunt finished speaking and saw that no one had reacted, she glared at her with disdain.
How shameless and rude!
A few days ago, Old Madam Jiang tried to establish her authority in front of her granddaughter-in-law, but was instead slapped in the face by her grandson and sent away.
I don't know if it was spread by some maid, but it was discussed at a gathering of the ladies, and everyone looked on with disdain.
Outsiders all said that Miss Chu was pitiful, having lost her parents at a young age and being bullied in her husband's family, but fortunately her husband was a very understanding and righteous man.
The eldest aunt of the Chu family was displeased upon hearing this, as if she were implying that the Chu family had no one else.
Sitting in the main seat, Old Master Chu frowned slightly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen because of this emotion.
His gaze slowly swept over the crowd, carrying an inscrutable expression, without uttering a word.
Seeing this, the eldest uncle's eyes flashed with caution, and he spoke up.
"Alright, that's enough."
Then, he picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and carried it with both hands toward Jingmin.
My uncle's face was full of smiles, a smile that carried a hint of ingratiation and appeasement, as he said:
"Jingmin, we were so grateful for your help with the Chu family's affairs the other day. Here, let your uncle toast you."
As he spoke, he handed the tea to Jingmin.
Although there was no official statement regarding the mine incident a few days ago, it was widely discussed in the industry.
Jing Min launched a major purge, issuing a notice that a number of senior executives were all sued for "overstepping their bounds."
This move also demonstrates that they are on the same side as the Chu family, which is why other companies dare not covet it, much less make any big moves.
"From now on, I hope you can keep an eye on that kid Chu Yao at all times. Although he's the older brother, his decisiveness is far inferior to yours."
“We’re all family, so we shouldn’t speak like family. We’ll have to rely on you to take care of things for the Chu family.”
The eldest uncle continued, his tone tinged with affection.
Upon hearing these words, Jingmin did not deny anything, but simply stood up respectfully.
He took the teacup with both hands, nodded slightly, and said:
"Uncle, you flatter me. I only did what I was supposed to do."
He maintained a polite smile, but his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Chu Wuyang.
Since that day, he knew that Chu Wuyang still harbored resentment towards him, and her feelings towards him were unclear.
Hearing these things from her own family now, she'll probably believe some of it.
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