Chapter 9 Avoiding Yan Zhao
Wenxi: "But you're right, we should make a phone call and get to know each other better."
Shang Chen: "Then remember to call me next time."
Wenxi: "..."
Shang Chen: "Once a week?"
He was discussing it, but his tone made it sound like he was issuing a notice.
Wenxi: "..."
Shang Chen: "I can call it for you."
Mr. Shang is a man of flexibility and adaptability.
Wenxi: "Anything is fine, whoever is free can call."
After reaching an agreement, Shang Chen hung up the phone.
Wenxi recalled everything that happened tonight and felt that everything was strange from beginning to end.
She also reflected on it seriously.
Her newlywed husband was away on a business trip for a week, and she didn't send him a single greeting; that was indeed a bit too cold.
But Wenxi was never a talkative person.
She and Shang Chen couldn't even have a proper conversation when they met, let alone on the phone.
The next morning, Wenxi brought the coffee beans to the law firm.
Before Director Huang arrived, she calmly made herself a cup of coffee and even made a latte art.
Wenxi took a beautiful picture of her coffee and then leisurely sat down at her workstation.
Just as she was about to drink her coffee, she suddenly remembered her conversation with Shang Chen last night.
She doesn't like chatting, but she loves taking photos to record the little things in life.
It's too difficult to have an awkward conversation with Shang Chen. It's better to send him a photo every time you take a picture, as a way of sharing your good mood.
Treating Shang Chen's WeChat as her personal Moments, occasionally posting pictures, is quite nice.
Wenxi sent the photo of the coffee to Shang Chen.
Shang Shen was probably still busy and hadn't replied to Wen Xi's message.
Wenxi took a sip of coffee and then focused on her work.
Before she knew it, it was midnight. Wenxi glanced at her phone and saw that Shang Chen had replied to her message.
Is the coffee good?
It smells really good.
Shang Chen asked that one question and then didn't reply.
Wenxi didn't pay much attention, packed her things, and went downstairs to the cafeteria for lunch.
She had just bought a bowl of seafood porridge and sat down to drink it when her phone rang.
Wenxi looked up and saw it was a call from her adoptive mother, Ning Jin.
After the two families decided to switch the children back, the adoptive mother never sent her a single message, let alone made a phone call.
When she suddenly received a phone call today, Wenxi knew something must have happened.
"Hello?"
"Xixi, have you eaten?"
Ning Jin has a gentle voice and beautiful appearance. People who meet her for the first time will think she is a gentle and kind mother.
Only Wenxi knew how bad Ning Jin's temper had been in previous years due to marital problems.
It was only in recent years, as she got older, her children grew up, and her husband settled down, that she began to temper her temper and cultivate her character.
Wenxi: "I'm eating now."
Ning Jin: That's good. You have a sensitive stomach, so remember to eat on time. Don't always forget when you're busy.
Wenxi stirred the food with her spoon, staring at the seafood in the bowl, and said calmly, "I understand."
Ning Jin beat around the bush for a bit before getting to the point.
"Are you aware that Zhaozhao and Jinghuai are currently living separately?"
Wenxi: "I vaguely heard some rumors, but I didn't expect it to be such a big deal."
It has been more than a week since she returned to her parents' home on the third day after her wedding.
It's quite surprising that the newlyweds have been arguing for so long.
"It's getting worse," Ning Jin couldn't help but complain. "Their marital conflict is also because of you."
Wenxi calmly said, "Their conflict is about the wedding room, it has nothing to do with me."
It's not like Wenxi forced Yan Zhao to live in that wedding house.
"Who said there wasn't?" Ning Jin's tone became more urgent. "I heard that on the day you returned to your parents' home, your husband scolded Zhao Zhao, saying that she shouldn't have gone to the Yan family?"
"Also, Lu Jinghuai went to Shang Chen specifically to remind you that you're afraid of the cold. Wasn't that a bit overstepping his bounds?"
Wenxi wanted to say that she wasn't afraid of the cold, but just couldn't feel it, but then she felt it was unnecessary.
Ning Jin continued, "You two were engaged before, and now you're both married, so it's best to keep some distance."
Wen Xi remained calm: "You called to teach me a lesson on behalf of Yan Zhao?"
"That's not what I meant."
Ning Jin knew that Wen Xi had always been resistant to gentle persuasion but not to force.
Now that she's older and more powerful, Ning Jin doesn't dare to say anything to her directly.
"Mom just wants to ask you for a favor."
"you say."
"Zhao Zhao has been in a bad mood lately, and the main reason for her conflict with Jing Huai is you again. You shouldn't go back to the Wen family recently, so as not to run into her and make her feel bad."
Although Wenxi had no intention of visiting the Wen family, she still fell into a brief silence upon hearing Ning Jin's words.
My chest felt heavy and stuffy, as if it were blocked by damp cotton wool.
Ning Jin didn't hear a reply, so she said cautiously, "It's not that I don't want you to come, just avoid her, and also the Yan family... just don't run into her."
Wenxi took a sip of porridge before saying lightly, "Since you've asked me for help, I can't be ungrateful."
Ning Jin: "There's no need to be so harsh, talking about being ungrateful..."
Wenxi: "I have something to do, so I'll hang up now."
After hanging up the phone, Wenxi looked at the seafood porridge in her bowl and suddenly felt nauseous.
No matter how well-cooked the seafood porridge is, once it gets cold, the fishy smell will come out completely.
On her way back to the law firm, Wenxi caught a glimpse of a figure standing next to the printer.
Looking at the slow-moving printer, Le Hui couldn't help but kick it. "It's neither good nor bad, it's just wasting people's time."
I turned my head and saw Wenxi.
She patted her chest lightly, "Beautiful Wen, it's you! You almost scared me to death."
She paused, glanced at Wenxi, and seeing her pale face, asked worriedly, "Is your stomach problem acting up again?"
Wen Xi nodded slightly. "It's alright."
She paused, then asked again, "Is it obvious?"
She has a court hearing this afternoon, and her pale face is not a good sign.
Le Hui nodded. "Do you have any medicine in your office?"
Wenxi remained silent.
Le Hui snorted: "I knew it. I've told you so many times and you still can't remember."
“Attorney Wen has such a good memory, he has all the cases he has seen in his mind, but he just doesn’t remember to keep a box of stomach medicine in his office.”
Le Hui put down the printed document in her hand. "I have it. I'll go look for it. Don't leave yet."
Wenxi: "Let me check the printer for you."
Le Hui had just gone to the front desk to get her medicine when Lawyer Jiang came out, his tone unfriendly: "Le Hui, are the documents ready yet?!"
Seeing that Wen Xi was holding several sheets of printed paper, she said with displeasure, "Wen Lu, isn't it inappropriate for a highly qualified person like you to cut in line?"
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