Secret marriage and seduction, Mr. Wen's heart is moved every day

Wen Yuanshao's sudden question left her confused. She blinked and was about to speak.

He then continued.

"Even if I didn't pick you up earlier, you wouldn't be unhappy now, right? Didn't I bring you out?"

After he finished speaking, Lin Zhujin slowly spoke: "First of all, you were absent-minded. I didn't say a word that I was unhappy."

She is really not a person who is good at quarreling, but she can't control her tears when she is in a hurry.

She bit her lip to suppress the feeling of grievance, turned her head to look out the window, and saw dense rain lines falling in the shadows cast by the street lamps. A little rain also stained the car windows. It started raining again.

The car returned to silence.

Under normal circumstances, he probably wouldn't have continued arguing with her. The two of them would just silently engage in a cold war, and when they met next time, they would tacitly pretend that nothing had happened.

But this time it was different. He called her name directly, "Lin Zhujin."

He seldom called her by her name like this. Lin Zhujin felt something was wrong and turned to look at him. His eyes were fixed outside the car window, not at her, as if he was not calling her.

His face could even be seen reflected in the car window.

Lin Zhujin felt that the person in front of him was a stranger, and he felt uneasy.

He spoke the next second.

"Don't let your parents match us up anymore."

Lin Zhujin heard this and choked up, as if he didn't hear what he said clearly. He asked, "What?"

After saying this, I heard him sneer.

"We have been together for so many years even though we have no feelings for each other. Lin Zhujin, aren't you tired of pretending for so long?"

After that, the car was silent for a moment.

The finger marks on Lin Zhujin's palm were deeply embedded in his palm.

The pain kept her awake. The sky outside the window darkened. In the dark night, Lin Zhujin seemed to hear the whistling wind outside.

"Wen Yuanshao, why didn't you say this before?"

He raised his thin lips slightly and smiled playfully.

"Maybe I was a little interested in you before, but you are really boring and untouchable. Are you the Bodhisattva I worship?"

Lin Zhujin knew that he loved to play, but he didn't expect him to think like this.

But she was indeed a little resistant to that aspect because of some things.

"You can't say that..."

"So what? Anyway, let's just leave it at that. Don't let me hear about any engagements again."

He supported his head with one hand in annoyance, as if waiting for her answer.

Lin Zhujin looked at him for a while and said nothing.

She knew that there was no point in saying more, and she would not rush to make trouble even if others said so.

Just thinking about what happened before, she felt like there was a void in her heart, and the pain of her nails on her palms kept her awake.

She glanced out the window and said, "Then please take me back."

This place is in the suburbs, with green mountains, and it's hard to get a taxi. If she doesn't bring an umbrella and it rains, she won't be able to handle it.

She didn't need to make herself suffer.

I would never do such childish things as running around on a rainy day.

Wen Yuanshao then said okay, and just as he was about to turn around and drive back, his cell phone rang again.

The crisp ringtone sounded particularly abrupt in the car.

She even set this ringtone herself.

Lin Zhujin suppressed his emotions and did not speak. After Wen Yuanshao glanced at the message, he looked visibly panicked. After putting down his phone and preparing to drive, he seemed to remember that Lin Zhujin was still in the car, and spoke hurriedly.

"You get off first. I need to go to the Qingshan competition site now."

Lin Zhujin stared at his eyes for two seconds, as if she was a little bit unbelievable. She smiled bitterly and said, "It's raining outside, Wen Yuanshao."

......

Lin Zhujin didn't know how he got off the bus.

The Qingshan racing point was in the opposite direction of her home, and his implication was that he needed her to get off the car.

After she said that, Wen Yuanshao was silent for two seconds, but still said two words: "Get off."

Seeing that there was no trace of worry in Wen Yuanshao's eyes, she opened the door and got out of the car.

Staying in the car at that time would only make myself more embarrassed.

It's only been half a month since I last saw him and he seems like a different person. Not to mention the past, just half a year ago he would still thoughtfully prepare gifts for her on every holiday and would bring her a midnight snack when she finished practice.

At that time, Lin Zhujin really thought that he liked her.

I thought about what he said today, every word was precious.

Wen Yuanshao's presence tonight made today the most embarrassing day for her.

It was already dark when I got off the bus, and there wasn't a single street light on this damn Qingshan Road.

You can't get a taxi on the way, you have to go to the taxi stand in Qingshan to get a location.

Although Lin Zhujin was using the flashlight on her cell phone for illumination, she was still careless. Although the stiletto-pointed boots she wore looked beautiful, they failed at the critical moment.

It was stuck straight into the cracks in the rocks on the mountain road.

Fortunately, my ankle was not sprained.

Lin Zhujin felt that today was the unluckiest day of the year.

At this moment, the phone in my hand vibrated and a pop-up window flashed on the screen, indicating that the battery level was less than 20%.

Her mood was like plummeting from the highest point of a roller coaster, and she thought, today is really terrible.

I was just thinking about looking around to see if there was anyone outside who could pick her up, but I just found my best friend's number and the call was disconnected as soon as I dialed it.

Good guy.

No signal.

The wind in Huaicheng is strong, and it is even stronger here in Qingshan. The cold wind blew past, and Lin Zhujin's hands were almost stiff.

She stood up and raised her hand to wipe the cold tears from her face.

She wasn't crying because of Wen Yuanshao.

She just felt that today was very unlucky.

She was so sad that the pair of shoes worth 20,000 yuan was stuck in the gap.

I cried because I felt sorry for my shoes.

Before she could think of a better solution, she noticed car lights shining from behind her, accompanied by the sound of a horn. She thought it was Wen Yuanshao coming back.

Looking back, the car lights were a bit dazzling. The car drove up to her and stopped steadily. Only then did Lin Zhujin see clearly that it was a black Cullinan, which seemed somewhat familiar.

If she saw the license plate now, she would definitely remember whose car it was.

She was still a little confused, and all sorts of random thoughts were running through her mind. Then the car window in front of her slowly lowered halfway.

Lin Zhujin bent down to look over, and what came into view was half of the man's delicate profile.

The suit he wears is well-tailored, making the man look dignified and solemn.

He looked at me from the side, and our two pairs of eyes collided in the dark night.

Just one glance and she felt like she was imprisoned. Her steps trembled and she stammered, unable to speak.

The person in the car was Wen Yuanshao’s uncle and the head of the Wen family—Wen Yunsheng.

I was secretly thinking what an unlucky day it was today, as I ran into my uncle whom I hadn't seen for more than six years.

Perhaps she had heard too much about Wen Yunsheng's experiences abroad, so her fears were dampened by his drastic measures.

She remained motionless.

He clasped his hands tightly and dug his thumbs into his knuckles, but the car in front of him didn't seem to want to leave.

Just when I was about to muster up the courage to speak, the person in the car spoke first.

The sound is gentle, like the heater in the car.

It spreads out little by little.

He said. "Zhu Jin, get in the car."