Chapter 60 Some people may appear to be just withdrawn, but they've actually been dead for a while.
Wen Yao awkwardly put down her desk: "Husband..."
The voice was at least eight-tenths softer than usual, making people feel immediately:
Although I didn't know what had happened, I knew immediately that it wasn't her fault.
Fu Jinzhi still had a stern face, but his eyes softened a little.
He looked his troublesome little wife up and down:
Her hair, which was neat and silky in the morning, was now tied up in a messy knot, and her color-blocked silk shirt was wrinkled and stained with what looked like bloodstains.
She sat on the wooden chair, looking up at him with her small face, her expression innocent, but her eyes were bright and revealed a hint of guilt.
It looks like a kitten that's gotten into trouble outside and got caught by its owner.
Dirty little cat.
Fu Jinzhi sighed softly, thinking to himself that he had to teach Wen Yao a lesson this time and not give her a kind look.
This time she dared to fight a group of thugs all by herself; next time, is she going to get into a street brawl? That's too dangerous.
After leaving the remaining matters entirely to Assistant Du, Fu Jinzhi coldly led Wen Yao back to the car.
Despite the suffocating atmosphere, Wen Yao's mind wandered, and she thought that perhaps they didn't need to turn on the air conditioner; Fu Jinzhi was essentially cooling himself down.
Fu Jinzhi lowered the partition inside the car. Now that there were no outsiders present, he didn't need to consider Wen Yao's feelings. He looked at Wen Yao, his expression cold and detached.
"Do you have your own rhythm?"
Wen Yao said shyly, "The speed is 70 miles per hour, and the feeling is carefree~"
Fu Jinzhi almost burst out laughing, but he held it in, his voice cold and ruthless: "You can still sing? With your small frame, you could take on more than a dozen people?"
"How amazing! He took on a whole group by himself!"
"If something happens, will we have to celebrate Qingming Festival with you next year?"
After a few cold words of reprimand, Wen Yao sat silently to the side with her head down, looking extremely docile.
"Maybe I should just let it go," Fu Jinzhi thought to himself.
Wen Yao has probably learned her lesson; we can just make her promise not to do anything dangerous again later.
But she must give her a verbal guarantee.
Thinking of this, Fu Jinzhi continued with a cold face: "Why aren't you saying anything? Raise your head!"
Wen Yao slowly raised her head, pouting, and accused, "I was bullied to the police station, and you still yelled at me!"
Fu Jinzhi tried to reason with her, "You sneaked out without a bodyguard."
Wen Yao was heartbroken: "You yelled at me!"
Fu Jinzhi: "You have dinner with Gu Shaohong alone."
Wen Yao cried out in anguish, "You yelled at me!!"
Fu Jinzhi was about to lose his temper. "You got into a brawl with some thugs."
Wen Yao was heartbroken: "You yelled at me!!!"
The three shouts of "You're being mean to me!" were each louder than the last.
Fu Jinzhi's icy expression cracked. "You—"
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Yao interrupted him, clutching her chest sadly:
"You! You're mean to me!"
Fu Jinzhi could no longer remain serious. He was both annoyed and amused, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his face: "Nonsense."
Seeing Fu Jinzhi's expression soften, Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief and showed him the Rolex in her palm:
"Want to know my secret to making three million in two hours?"
Fu Jinzhi raised an eyebrow at the unfamiliar men's watch: "How did you do that?"
Wen Yao said seriously, "First, I had dinner with Gu Shaohong, and my income was zero."
"If I encounter petty thugs robbing me of my money or sexually assaulted again, my income will be zero."
"Finally, beat up the thugs, protect Gu Shaohong, and collect 3 million in protection money."
Fu Jinzhi: "You're quite proud."
He was only on edge when he received the call from the police. Although the police repeatedly assured him that Wen Yao was alright, Fu Jinzhi still rushed over as quickly as possible.
Only now did he have the peace of mind to ask his question:
"How did you manage to beat those thugs?"
Wen Yao smiled shyly, "I'm naturally strong and have weapons, plus those five thugs looked intimidating but were actually all bark and no bite..."
He only said half of what he meant, leaving the rest to Fu Jinzhi's imagination.
After she finished speaking, she looked out the window curiously, "This doesn't look like the way home."
Fu Jinzhi gloated, "Yes, because this is the way back to your parents' home."
Wen Yao was stunned. Could Fu Jinzhi be so petty as to tattle on her to her parents?
Seemingly sensing Wen Yao's thoughts, Fu Jinzhi leaned back lazily in his chair. "It was Gu Shaohong who notified Mom and Dad."
"Hmm, let me think about what he said. Did he say that our marriage is not going well and he can only contact his parents?"
Gu Shaohong has really gone mad. Wen Yao started to get itchy, feeling that she had failed to educate and reform someone today.
Wen Yao pitifully grabbed Fu Jinzhi's sleeve, her voice trembling, "Can we not go back to the Wen family?"
Fu Jinzhi smiled: "Why? Aren't you in the right? Go and talk to your parents."
Wen Yao scrunched up her face, her expression filled with sorrow:
"As the legitimate daughter, I never dare to sit down and have a drink with my parents, because I am afraid of seeing their deep eyes. Their eyes are the thing that I, as the legitimate daughter, fear most in my life."
"And the praise from her parents is the praise that the legitimate daughter wants to hear most in her life."
Fu Jinzhi chuckled. He had already taken a shower after get off work and hadn't styled his hair. His long hair hung down to his eyebrows, making him look younger and more carefree than usual.
"Speak like a human being, legitimate daughter."
Wen Yao squirmed on the sofa, "Aaaaaah, I don't want to go back! The old man will definitely scold me!"
"A noble legitimate daughter cannot be reprimanded!"
“That won’t do, legitimate daughter.” Fu Jinzhi’s dark eyes were now filled with laughter, her face as beautiful as spring flowers.
"My father-in-law specifically asked me to take you there, and as his son-in-law, I have no choice but to comply. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to sit down and have a drink with him next time."
Wen Yao instantly collapsed to one side, turning her back to Fu Jinzhi without saying a word.
Fu Jinzhi: "What's wrong?"
Ha, you still have the nerve to ask her what's wrong.
Wen Yao said irritably, "Some people may just seem withdrawn, but they've actually been dead for a while."
Fu Jinzhi: ...
Wen Yao never showed weakness or insecurity, but she always felt very uncomfortable when she met the original owner's parents.
Although she adapted extremely well.
She handled other relationships without any issues, but with her parents and brother, she always unconsciously distanced herself.
Perhaps because she had been an orphan for over 20 years, she was unable to simulate normal family relationships.
[Haven't you realized it yet? You are Wen Yao now, their daughter, sharing the same blood.]
[Host, you just need to be yourself, and those who love you will always love you.]
8848 rarely expresses emotion in a serious manner.
Wen Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't speak. Her straight back, however, seemed to lose some strength.
In the Wen family's small living room, Wen's father, Wen's mother, and even Wen Yao's brother, Wen Yuan, were all sitting on the sofa.
Upon seeing Wen Yao's obedient and docile appearance, Wen's father slammed his cane into the ground.
"Now you're pretending to be innocent? Where were you before?"
"He's already married, yet he's always chasing after cats and dogs, getting into fights!"
"How are you going to raise your children if you act like this?"
Wen Yao blinked, her voice helpless: "Stop thinking about my child. I've already got your child arrested."
"They just came out, didn't they?"
"Look at how you raised your child."
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