Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1984: 1983 Did You Earn That Money Yourself?

Jing Xiaocha met Wen Jin’s cold gaze in the car, and her heart involuntarily sank a bit.

She was extremely unwilling to encounter Jin Zheyu in front of Wen Jin, thinking to tell Jin Zheyu she would leave first. However, unexpectedly, Jin Fengjiao behind Jin Zheyu turned her head and saw Wen Jin in the car.

The originally arrogant face immediately bloomed with delight, her wide eyes gazing at Wen Jin, joyfully shouting, “Wen Jin.”

In the driver’s seat, Wen Jin saw Jin Fengjiao turning towards his car. His handsome brows slightly furrowed imperceptibly, and his voice was faint, “Miss Jin.”

Jin Fengjiao’s expression slightly changed, pouting unhappily, “Didn’t I say last time, you can call me Fengjiao. Wen Jin, do you have time now? I have something important to discuss with you.”

“No time.”

Wen Jin’s refusal was cold and immediate. After speaking, his gaze passed over Jin Fengjiao and landed on Jing Xiaocha, a few steps away.

Jing Xiaocha immediately said to Jin Zheyu, “I have something to do, I’ll leave first.”

“How do you know Wen Jin?”

Jin Fengjiao saw Jing Xiaocha coming to Wen Jin’s car, and without thinking, reached out to grab her hand.

Her eyes sharply fixed on Jing Xiaocha, seemingly wanting to find evidence that he rejected Jin Zheyu because she wanted to seduce Wen Jin.

Jing Xiaocha’s face showed a trace of bewilderment. Faced with Jin Fengjiao’s questioning, she instinctively glanced at Wen Jin in the car.

Seeing his indifferent expression, showing no intent to intervene, she lightly said, “Miss Jin, please let go of me.”

Why she knows Wen Jin has nothing to do with Jin Fengjiao.

She has no obligation to explain anything to Jin Fengjiao.

However, Jin Fengjiao was furious, holding onto Jing Xiaocha’s hand even tighter, her words sharp and cutting, “Jing Xiaocha, so you know more men than just Zheyu. No wonder you never accepted Zheyu’s pursuit.”

“Sister, what nonsense are you saying?”

A few steps away, Jin Zheyu approached with a dark face, pulling Jin Fengjiao away from Jing Xiaocha.

Glancing at Wen Jin who seemed indifferent to the matter, Jin Zheyu said to Jing Xiaocha, “Xiaocha, get in the car first, I’ll call you later.”

Jing Xiaocha walked around the front of the car, opened the passenger door, sat in the car, and slightly turned to look at Wen Jin by her side, shrouded in a layer of cold aura.

She reached for the seat belt and fastened it, “Brother Wen, let’s go.”

Jin Fengjiao angrily shook off Jin Zheyu’s grasp and said to Wen Jin, who was driving with his head down, “Wen Jin, I really have something important to discuss with you. We need to use your pharmaceutical factory to shoot…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Wen Jin’s car sped away and disappeared in a cloud.

Watching the car merge into the stream of traffic, Jin Fengjiao stomped her foot in frustration. Beside her, Jin Zheyu squinted at Jin Fengjiao, “You said the important person you were finding here was Wen Jin?”

Upon hearing Jin Zheyu’s questioning, Jin Fengjiao finally turned her head, “How does Jing Xiaocha know Wen Jin?”

Jin Zheyu rolled his eyes, coldly saying, “Xiaocha has known Wen Jin for a long time. Are you trying to use Wen’s Pharmaceutical Factory as the location for filming the new drama?”

Jin Zheyu’s words carried a hint of sarcasm.

Jin Fengjiao raised her face in arrogance, “What’s wrong with that? Dad entrusted the new drama’s matters to me. I have the right to choose partners.”

“But Wen Jin doesn’t seem interested. Moreover, Wen’s Pharmaceutical Factory isn’t the ideal location for shooting the new drama.”

“Where are you going?”

In the cramped cabin, Wen Jin’s deep voice broke the silence.

Jing Xiaocha was momentarily startled before quietly replying, “I’m returning to my rental place.”

Wen Jin focused on the road ahead, without turning back to look at Jin Xiaocha in the passenger seat, “Address.”

He asked shortly.

Looking at his cold profile, Jing Xiaocha answered with something unrelated to his question, “Earlier, I just happened to bump into Jin Zheyu and his sister, Jin Fengjiao.”

Uncertain if her explanation made a difference, Wen Jin finally turned to look at her.

Facing her clear eyes, the icy aura around Wen Jin diminished slightly. After several moments of silence, he lightly instructed, “Stay away from Jin Fengjiao.”

“…”

Jing Xiaocha thought she misheard, staring at Wen Jin in confusion.

He told her to stay away from Jin Fengjiao, not Jin Zheyu.

Yet, even so, Jing Xiaocha felt a touch of warmth as if a warm sunbeam cut through the cold winter.

Brother Wen still cared about her.

Her clear eyes flashed with joy, “I understand, Brother Wen.”

Wen Jin lowered his gaze and again asked the previous question, “Where do you live?”

This time, the question was not as brief, and the tone less cold, adding a subtle hint of warmth.

Jing Xiaocha dared not delay and immediately reported her address.

“That area has a nice environment, and the security is good. You seem to have picked up some sense,” Wen Jin remarked after hearing the address, ambiguously praising her choice while sounding as if mocking her newfound ability to enjoy luxury.

Jing Xiaocha’s face flashed with embarrassment. She did not respond.

If it were on her own, she wouldn’t have rented there. Although she could support herself now, she was still frugal and didn’t plan to live in such upscale apartments.

When she rented the house initially, it was upon Jin Zheyu’s insistence.

He said she, as a young woman, must prioritize safety.

Perhaps it’s been too long, and they no longer shared topics; maybe it’s the distance between them. After those few words, silence enveloped the car once more.

Jing Xiaocha turned her head to gaze out the window, noting how much the city had changed over the year.

Wen Jin answered two work-related phone calls along the way. After the second call, he turned again, casting a casual glance at Jing Xiaocha, asking idly, “The money you repaid me, you earned it yourself?”

“Yes.”

Jing Xiaocha turned from the window, earnestly answering Wen Jin’s question.

“But it’s been just over a year. How did you earn so much money?”

Jing Xiaocha frowned slightly, feeling a hint of disappointment at Wen Jin’s lack of trust. “I serialized a novel online, which was then published. It sold exceptionally well, so I earned considerably…”

Wen Jin again turned his head to survey Jing Xiaocha’s clothing.

Blinking blankly, Jing Xiaocha glanced at her clothes, understanding his implication without needing him to say anything. She lowered her head to explain softly, “The money I made over the past year, aside from paying tuition, was all used to repay you. That’s why I’m reluctant to buy expensive clothes, but these are comfortable.”

“Here we are.”

Jing Xiaocha’s lengthy explanation was met with Wen Jin’s two simple words.

She raised her head in surprise, looking out the window, realizing they’d arrived at her apartment building.