Capítulo 2092: Chapter 2091: Heart’s Turmoil
At this thought, Ou Yihan imdiately frowned and spat out, “Pfft.”
Ou Yihan, what are you thinking about all this nonsense? How could Wen Jin have issues in that regard? He’s just a gentleman.
It’s all Shi Tian’s fault for talking about all that nonsense every day.
Her hands touched her own face, feeling slightly warm in her palms.
Another voice in her heart erged: Maybe Shi Tian is right, I should be more proactive.
Wen Jin has never been in a relationship, it’s normal for him not to understand these things. If it continues like this, what if he doesn’t take the initiative on the wedding night?
Taking a deep breath, Ou Yihan dialed Wen Jin’s number again.
After two rings, Wen Jin’s voice ca through the line, warm and low, very pleasant to the ear, “Hello, Yihan.”
“Ah Jin, do you have any engagents tonight?”
Ou Yihan smiled slightly, her voice soft and gentle.
“I have an engagent tonight.”
Besides Wen Jin’s voice, there seed to be the faint sound of flipping through docunts in the background.
Ou Yihan felt a slight disappointnt but quickly smiled and said, “I was hoping if you didn’t, we could have dinner together tonight.”
“I can’t cancel tonight’s engagent.”
“By the way, did you know Xiaocha got discharged from the hospital?”
Switching topics, it seed there was a mont of surprise on Wen Jin’s end.
“Is she okay?”
After a few seconds, his voice ca through again.
Ou Yihan replied gently, “She was discharged this morning after her IV drip; she’s fine now. The rash on her body will fade away in a few days. Didn’t Xiaocha call you?”
“No.”
Wen Jin’s response was brief.
Sitting behind his office desk, he closed the docunt in his hand and sank into the sofa.
His hand holding the phone casually rested on his ear.
Jing Xiaocha probably won’t contact him proactively for so ti.
In fact, she hadn’t actively reached out to him for a while now.
After finishing the call with Ou Yihan, Wen Jin stared at his phone in thought for a long ti before finally dialing Jing Xiaocha’s number.
The phone rang many tis, but no one answered.
Wen Jin couldn’t help but feel a bit gloomy, as Jing Xiaocha seed to habitually not answer his calls anymore.
The image from last night in the car, where she kissed him, resurfaced, and sothing deep inside Wen Jin’s heart was gently tugged by an invisible hand.
He frowned slightly and closed his eyes.
He couldn’t quite understand what was happening to him.
Clearly, he considered Xiaocha like a sister, so why did her kiss evoke an indescribable feeling?
Thinking about her lips, soft like flower petals, and the kiss, he was surprised to find he liked it.
The phone continued to ring until it stopped on its own.
Wen Jin’s eyebrows furrowed gently; perhaps, with any woman, this intimate, it would feel the sa.
He was a normal man, and having certain thoughts was also normal.
It’s just that he had never thought about it before.
He always maintained a clean lifestyle and didn’t like seeking won just for physical needs, so at thirty, Wen Jin was indeed like Shi Tian guessed.
He was a virgin.
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When Jing Xiaocha’s phone rang, she was in the bathroom showering.
Last night, after getting drunk, Wen Jin took her to the hospital, and she fell asleep under the influence of dication.
Once ho, she imdiately went to take a shower.
Zhang Minghui was on the balcony doing howork when he heard Jing Xiaocha’s phone ringing. By the ti he got to the bedroom, the phone had already stopped ringing.
Picking it up, he saw it was Uncle Wen calling, his eyes lit up, and he imdiately called back, “Uncle Wen, my aunt is in the shower.”
“Didn’t she make you dinner?”
Upon hearing Zhang Minghui say Jing Xiaocha was in the shower, Wen Jin slightly frowned. Didn’t she go ho at noon? Why is she showering now?
“My aunt just said she would take out for dinner later.”
“Going out?”
There was a hint of surprise in Wen Jin’s voice.
Zhang Minghui quickly explained, “An uncle with the last na Shi called and asked my aunt out for dinner, and she agreed.”
“Shi Tian?”
With the last na Shi, besides Shi Tian, Wen Jin couldn’t think of anyone else Jing Xiaocha knew.
Zhang Minghui scratched his head and answered uncertainly, “Maybe, Uncle Wen, my parents ca to school to see today.”
Although Jing Xiaocha had told Wen Ran not to inform Wen Jin at noon, Zhang Minghui, the little traitor, completely forgot that his aunt didn’t want Uncle Wen to know as soon as he talked to Wen Jin.
Wen Jin’s eyes shifted slightly; it seed Jing Xiaocha was hiding more than one thing from him.
“What did they say when they ca to see you?” Wen Jin patiently asked Zhang Minghui.
So, Zhang Minghui explained in detail about Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, along with Lawyer Li, eting his parents at Yi Pin Xuan in the afternoon and then his parents coming ho in the afternoon.
“Little Hui, you’re a young man, and in the future, you must protect your aunt, understood?”
After hearing his account, Wen Jin said sothing that puzzled Zhang Minghui.
Zhang Minghui frowned, not understanding why Uncle Wen said that, but earnestly promised, “Uncle Wen, I will definitely protect my aunt and not let bad people bully her.”
“Mm, your aunt’s love and care for you are no less than your parents’. If your parents bully your aunt, stand by her. Also, when your aunt takes you to et this Uncle Shi tonight, make sure to protect her.”
“Uncle Wen, are you worried Uncle Shi might bully her?”
“I didn’t say anything; I’m just telling you to protect your aunt.” Wen Jin chuckled on the other end of the line.
When Jing Xiaocha ca out of the shower into the bedroom, she saw Zhang Minghui standing in front of the bed, facing away from her while talking on the phone.
Realizing he was on the phone with Wen Jin, she remained silent, trying to be as quiet as possible.
Zhang Minghui turned around and imdiately handed the phone to her, “Aunt, Uncle Wen called. You should take it.”
Jing Xiaocha rolled her eyes and reluctantly took the phone from Zhang Minghui, answering casually, “Hello?”
There was a brief silence on the line.
In those few seconds of silence, Jing Xiaocha’s heart seed to skip a beat.
She still couldn’t figure out whether last night’s extrely vivid dream was just a dream or whether she had indeed acted inappropriately towards Wen Jin in her drunken state.
Even through the airwaves, she felt guilty.
“I heard you have a date tonight?”
Just as Jing Xiaocha felt she couldn’t breathe, Wen Jin’s voice ca through, lightly.
It was really light, very light.
Instinctively, Jing Xiaocha glanced at Zhang Minghui, who blinked and ran out of the bedroom.
Feeling betrayed by Zhang Minghui, Jing Xiaocha was furious, but she had no choice but to respond to Wen Jin, “Yes.”
“With Shi Tian?”
Wen Jin pressed for specifics.
“Mm.”
“Is it because of this morning’s newspaper?”
Wen Jin’s question seed unrelated to the previous topic, but Jing Xiaocha’s expression subtly changed.
Lips slightly pursed, she tried to keep any unusual emotion from reflecting in her voice, “Of course not. Shi Tian is so enthusiastic, and I can’t refuse him every ti, so I agreed.”
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