He didn't wear a suit today. He was wearing a coat as usual and a black turtleneck sweater underneath.

I don’t know how long he stood downstairs. Lin Zhujin was wearing a mask, so it should not be visible that he had an injury on his face.

Having seen it, she walked over and said hello.

"Why don't you go up?"

Lin Zhujin knew that he must be here to find him, otherwise he would not have come here.

She stood in front of him. She didn't know Wen Yunsheng's height, but it should be over 185cm. She was meters tall, so she needed to slightly tilt her head upwards when looking at him.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes were fixed on her face. Before she could open her mouth, she saw him reaching out his hand.

Lin Zhujin thought he was going to take off the mask, so he lowered his head and took a small step back.

His hand just fell in mid-air.

Then he clenched his fist and dropped it again.

He put his hands in his pockets, not caring about her actions just now, "Have you had dinner?"

Lin Zhujin shook his head. He came down to find something to eat. He originally wanted to order takeout, but after taking a look at the blue takeout app, he lost his appetite.

At around five o'clock, the afterglow faded away and day and night merged.

"what do you want to eat?"

Wen Yunsheng lowered his eyes and asked.

She probably wouldn't tell him about the scar on her face, so it was nice for him to just walk with her.

Lin Zhujin thought for a while, looked at the shops on the roadside, and suddenly felt like eating oden.

"Eat at a convenience store?"

"Row."

Lin Zhujin took him into a convenience store and walked to the counter to take a look. There was still a lot of oden at this time. She raised her hand and pointed at a lot of them. Then she turned around and asked Wen Yunsheng, "Do you want to eat some?"

If she had asked this question in the past, she would definitely not have asked it, but now, for some reason, she just wanted to treat him as an ordinary person.

Not my uncle.

He is not the head of the Wen family either.

Not even the financial legend in Chinatown.

It’s just about Wen Yunsheng.

He shook his head, went to the refrigerator next to him, took out a rice ball and handed it to the cashier.

I smiled and said, "I'm not very hungry, I'll eat something with you."

Lin Zhujin smiled faintly. "Okay, otherwise it would be boring to eat alone."

Lin Zhujin found a seat at the back. There were not many people in the convenience store at the moment. It might be because this place was relatively remote and therefore relatively quiet.

She only took off her mask when eating.

Wen Yunsheng then saw the marks on his left cheek clearly. Although it was only a light pink with varying shades, it was not difficult to tell that he had been beaten. He wanted to ask but did not dare to.

My hands in my pockets were clenched so tightly that they hurt.

He didn't say a word until he brought the rice ball back after it was heated up. Then Lin Zhujin spoke.

"My grandmother died on Monday."

"Ms. Lin came to me today and wanted me to kowtow and burn incense in front of the spirit, but I refused."

"Then she slapped me."

After saying that, she sighed and her eyes fell on the last white radish in the bowl. This radish was too big. Her face still hurt and the corner of her mouth was scratched, so she couldn't open her mouth wide enough to eat it.

In the end, I put down the stick in my hand, which seemed a bit of a waste.

The heat from the oden made her eyes hot. She sniffed and looked up at the ceiling.

She raised her hands and fanned her eyes to hold back the tears.

When she looked at Wen Yunsheng again, he was also looking at her. She was like a stray deer that suddenly fell into his eyes.

He looked at her, his nose and eyes flushed red.

He only asked: "Does it hurt?"

She nodded.

"Crying?"

She shook her head.

She hasn't cried since she was beaten by Lin Shu today.

When Li Xiangfu came, she was only concerned with reducing the swelling on her cheeks and didn't feel aggrieved at all. But when she saw him, the feeling of aggrieved was like a wave that she couldn't control.

Wen Yunsheng handed her a piece of paper as usual, "Are you full?"

She still shook her head.

Wen Yunsheng looked at her bowl and said calmly, "Finish the food in that bowl."

She refused, sounding aggrieved.

"The radish is too big. The corner of my mouth is broken and it hurts."

When he spoke, he raised his head slightly and showed him the wound at the corner of his mouth, as if he was telling a story in elementary school.

Wen Yunsheng lowered his eyes and laughed, and asked her: "Then what else do you want to eat?"

Lin Zhujin thought for a while before saying, "I want to eat instant noodles."

Actually, I wanted to eat the small Hundun restaurant at the corner of the street, but I didn’t want to leave, so I had to change my choice.

Wen Yunsheng asked again when he stood up to buy it.

"What flavor do you want to eat?"

"Pork bone, right?"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the shelf for a while, then bent down to look at the bottom row.

The pork bone flavored ones were in the bottom row, and he bent over to get them.

A few minutes later he came over with a bowl of instant noodles.

It was somewhat inconsistent with his appearance. She wondered what Wen Yunsheng would look like, processing a document worth hundreds of billions in minutes in the office, or being serious and cold and distant at the dinner table.

But it definitely won’t be like the one holding instant noodles now.

She lowered her eyes and smiled.

I glanced at the instant noodles in my hand and said, "Where's my soup bag?"

Wen Yunsheng looked confused, blinked and asked, "What soup dumplings?"

"The one that was put in during the last few minutes."

Wen Yunsheng went over it in his mind and vaguely remembered that when he put the ingredients in, one of them had words written on it, but he put it in without even looking at it.

"Hmm...maybe it's already been put in."

Lin Zhujin guessed it right away, propping up his head with one hand while saying, "You don't eat instant noodles very often, do you?"

Wen Yunsheng smiled and said calmly, "Food, but at that time we ate it in the old-fashioned way."

"..."

Because of the pain in her wound, she ate in small bites. Wen Yunsheng sat in front of her and looked at his phone.

After eating just two bites, Wen Yunsheng stood up and said calmly, "I'm going out to buy something."

Lin Zhujin nodded.

Wen Yunsheng came back when the bowl of instant noodles was almost finished.

He was holding a small bag with green lettering on it. It looked like a pharmacy bag.

Lin Zhujin touched his stomach and felt that it was almost time.

"I am full?"

Wen Yunsheng saw her stand up and asked.

Lin Zhujin nodded.

Lin Zhujin asked him after they left the convenience store.

"Did you come here today just to see me?"

He murmured a soft "hmm" and said, "Yu Ting heard it from her sister and told me."

"So when did you come?"

Wen Yunsheng thought for a while and realized that he couldn't remember when he came.

He had just finished a meeting when he received the call, and when he heard that Lin Zhujin was beaten, he drove directly from the company.

After arriving, he didn't go upstairs but just waited downstairs. No one knew what he was waiting for, but he also didn't think that Lin Zhujin would come downstairs.

It seems like everything is destined.

"Stayed downstairs for a while."

"Why don't you go up?"

While talking, the two men walked downstairs and Lin Zhujin stopped to ask him this question.

Wen Yunsheng also said directly: "I'm afraid you will find it abrupt."

Lin Zhujin lowered his eyes and smiled, then shook his head and said, "No, I'll just go up next time."

After she finished speaking, she paused for two seconds before continuing, "Then I'll go up?"

After saying that, she was about to turn around and go upstairs, but the next second, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong force.

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