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

At that moment, it seemed as if my heart had stopped beating, and the air around me seemed to have stopped beating at that moment.

When she turned around, she saw Wen Yunsheng speaking.

"Would you like to sit in the car?"

Lin Zhujin originally thought that he would ask him to go up and sit for a while, but he never expected that he would ask to go sit in the car.

"In the car?"

To be honest, the moment she asked the question, some dirty thoughts entered her mind.

Wen Yunsheng smiled, opened his thin lips slightly, and the words he spoke turned into mist as soon as they came out of his mouth.

He said. "Isn't it painful? I didn't cry today, so I'll cry for you in the car for a while."

He seemed to be talking about the last time she hugged him and cried uncontrollably in the car.

What he said made him suddenly feel that he also had a safe haven, and he could act without restraint in his own safe haven.

Lin Zhujin's eyes reddened almost instantly. It seemed that he had never cared about his loss of composure that day. Or to put it another way, it seemed that he had never cared about her.

He always kept his distance politely, but invisibly shortened the distance between them.

She didn't really want to cry.

Maybe it's because he's been with me all the way so it doesn't hurt that much now.

Her grievances seemed to grow wildly when she saw him, and then rapidly subside due to his comfort.

"It's okay. I don't feel like crying now because you've been with me all the way. You can go back and rest early."

He has been here for so long and still has official business to deal with when he returns, so it is inevitable that he will not be able to go to bed until very late tonight.

After hearing her say this, Wen Yunsheng did not try to keep her.

Just handed her the bag in your hand.

"Medicine for external injuries. Apply a little after washing your face every day. It should be healed in two days."

He went out to buy it while he was eating just now.

This medicine was sold to her.

So did he see the wound on his face and rush to buy medicine?

When she saw it at that time, she thought it was her illusion, but the result showed that it was real.

Lin Zhujin looked at the medicine in his hand, pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you."

When Lin Zhujin returned home, washed up and applied medicine, he saw a handwritten note in the transparent plastic bag.

It has his powerful handwriting on it.

【After washing your face, apply a light layer with a cotton swab, two to three times a day. 】

Lin Zhujin looked at the words above and suddenly laughed.

Ever since she got on the bus at Xiaoqingshan that day, things started to develop uncontrollably in a direction beyond her expectations.

If it weren't for Wen Yunsheng, she didn't know whether she would still be the same as now, whether she would just let Lin Shu do whatever he wanted as before or would she still be the same as now.

After applying the medicine, she was afraid that she would rub it off while sleeping, so she slept on her right side all night.

When I woke up the next day, half of my pillow was wet.

She was dreaming again.

This time, she only dreamed of herself crying in Wen Yunsheng's car.

The only difference from last time was that Wen Yunsheng was not there this time.

She didn't cry because she was beaten, but because she couldn't find him.

So much so that when I woke up, the aftereffects were quite strong.

He curled up in the quilt for a long time to relax.

This long-lasting uneasy feeling disappeared when I saw his WeChat message.

The phone on the bedside table rang twice before she reached out and took it to take a look.

W. [Remember to eat a light diet to help wound recovery. ]

In fact, it is not that serious anymore, there is just a visible wound at the corner of his mouth, but he is still worried about it.

A warm current seemed to surge in my heart.

[It's almost healed, don't worry. 】

After she finished speaking, she saw the next new message on WeChat.

It’s Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao: [Senior Sister Lin, I heard that you took a leave yesterday. Are you sick? ]

[It's all right now, thank you for your concern. ]

After seeing Yun Jiao's news, Lin Zhujin couldn't help but think of the dance troupe again. The assessment was coming soon, and looking at the calendar, there was only a week left.

Although she hopes for a good result, she seems to be able to accept it if the result is Yun Jiao.

Maybe it’s because Yun Jiao’s mother is also a ballet dancer, so she seems to be born for this dance.

She was always different from others when she danced, as if she was glowing. Lin Zhujin truly admired her.

She probably really likes dancing.

in the afternoon.

When Lin Zhujin arrived at the dance troupe and had just changed his clothes, he saw Yun Jiao coming over with a bottle similar to a thermos in her hand.

"Sister Lin, this is for you."

Lin Zhujin was stunned, then asked: "What is this?"

Yun Jiao smiled and said, "I stewed some Sichuan loquats at home yesterday. I thought you might have caught a cold yesterday. The temperature has dropped recently, so you should pay more attention to keeping warm."

Lin Zhujin didn't expect her to be so thoughtful. He smiled and said, "Thank you."

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Zhujin's phone rang. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was his father calling.

Lin Zhujin smiled and said, "Excuse me, I have to answer the phone."

Yun Jiao nodded, and when she turned around, she saw the caller ID on her phone screen.

Lin Zhujin could probably guess what his father's call was about.

I couldn't help but want to sigh.

"Hey."

She spoke lightly, and across from her was her father's slightly hoarse voice.

"Xiao Jin, are you doing okay outside recently? I heard your mother say that she beat you the other day. I want to say sorry to you on her behalf."

After hearing this, Lin Zhujin just wanted to sneer.

Compared to Lin Shu, Lin Qianxun was actually quite nice to her. This was only the case after she returned to Huaicheng. In the years before that, he had turned a blind eye to her plight, just like Lin Shu.

But because of the little compensation after he came back, Lin Zhujin was more patient with him.

"I made it very clear to her that day. From now on, I am no longer the daughter of the Lin family. These are her exact words."

Lin Qianxun was a little embarrassed, but had to speak.

"How can the relationship between parents be severed just like that? Dad knows you are in a bad mood. Come back when you think it through. We won't say anything. Your living salary in the dance troupe is not high now, and your family is trying to help you. You were too rude in front of your uncle Wen and the others last time. They are very nice to you. Shouldn't you go and apologize?"

After hearing the latter part, Lin Zhujin finally understood what it meant.

Maybe the Wen family’s parents said something to them again.

That's why he made this call on purpose.

It's no wonder. Most of the Lin family's current industries rely on the Wen family. Although the Wen family will suffer setbacks if they cut off these businesses, unlike the Lin family, it will be difficult to maintain without the Wen family.

They were not thinking about Lin Zhujin, they were just thinking about their own future lives.

"There's no need to apologize. Wen Yuanshao and I have already had a bad time. There's no need to explain any more. You don't need to be lobbyists. Mr. Lin, just pretend that your daughter was never born."

She had actually wanted to say this last sentence for a long time.

At that time, Lin's mother was pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl. She survived, but the boy did not. At that time, some relatives in the family would express regret when they saw her.

She was young then and didn’t understand, but now it seems ironic.

"If you hadn't had difficulty giving birth to your brother, he wouldn't have suffocated to death in your mother's belly. Otherwise, it would have been great if he had a son now."

"It would be great if the first child is a boy, then the Lin family won't have to worry about the future."

"What's the use of a girl? Before she gets married, she helps raise other people's daughters."

......

Lin Zhujin shook his head and found it ridiculous just thinking about it.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhujin stood at the door of the dance studio for a long time. Just as he was about to go in, he was stopped by a teacher who was passing by.

"Zhu Jin, please come to my office."