Chapter 150: Should I Coax You?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yu Anwan found herself in an unexpected situation. She managed to keep a straight face and asked, “Should I comfort you then?”
Wen Jin responded with a simple “yes,” but due to the discomfort in his stomach from the earlier chili incident, his mood hadn’t improved much.
That fiery and restless sensation left Wen Jin feeling quite uncomfortable.
Unfortunately, this seemingly heartless woman kept causing him trouble.
Yet, Wen Jin’s response gradually cald Yu Anwan down. She proactively wrapped her arms around his waist and asked, “President Wen, how would you like to comfort you?”
“Anything will do,” Wen Jin’s tone revealed no specific preference.
“Alright,” Yu Anwan responded playfully. “But I’m a bit worried. What if Miss Lu retaliates and throws acid at ? I’m so good-looking. It would be a disaster if
I got disfigured.”
Her playful tone had a hint of coyness.
Suddenly, Wen Jin fixed his gaze on Yu Anwan. She felt a bit nervous under his intense scrutiny, but outwardly, she remained composed. “What are you looking at?”
With those words, Yu Anwan stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on Wen Jin’s delicate lips.
The soft and tender touch caused Wen Jin to lose so self-control. Subconsciously, he tightened his grip on Yu Anwan’s hand.
Yu Anwan didn’t pull away, nor did she expect to hear any kind words from Wen Jin.
Whether it was fatigue or so other reason, Wen Jin’s voice beca noticeably softer. He inquired, “Do you care about Nanxin a lot?”
“Hmm…” Yu Anwan rely smiled, seemingly denying Wen Jin’s words.
Wen Jin didn’t seem to mind and continued to gaze at her intently. Suddenly, he leaned down toward her. Yu Anwan maintained her composure on the surface, but her body instinctively tensed.
She had a gut feeling that Wen Jin might do sothing out of line.
However, all Wen Jin did was lean in closer, breathing warm air into her ear. Every word he uttered left Yu Anwan utterly shocked.
“I haven’t slept with her,” Wen Jin stated bluntly, without any sugarcoating.
Afterward, Wen Jin released Yu Anwan and, sounding fatigued, said, “Call Shen
Bin and ask him to bring so dicine.”
Yu Anwan snapped back to reality and, without thinking, retorted, “Wen Jin, who are you trying to fool?”
How could he not have slept with her?
Wen Jin was deeply in love with Lu Nanxin, to the point of defying Wen Zhanming for her. Besides, in today’s society, physical intimacy between n and won was hardly a novelty.
Moreover, they were deeply in love and on the verge of getting married. Wen Jin had never been intimate with Lu Nanxin.
If Wen Jin treated her like a three-year-old child, then sothing must be seriously wrong with him.
This ti, Yu Anwan blurted out, “Wen Jin, are you unable to erection?”
Wen Jin’s sharp gaze turned towards her. Through gritted teeth, he shot back, “Bullshit. ”
Yu Anwan covered her mouth and fell silent.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t erection. They had secretly been intimate several tis when they t. Wen Jin had pushed Yu Anwan to the point where she couldn’t even get out of bed. It would be an exaggeration to say he couldn’t perform.
However, Yu Anwan couldn’t understand.
“Call Shen Bin!” Wen Jin was in considerable pain and had no patience for further conversation with Yu Anwan.
“Alright,” Yu Anwan replied, and as she took Wen Jin’s phone to call Shen Bin, she continued to scrutinize him from head to toe.
It was as if she wanted to see through him.
Unable to tolerate it any longer, Wen Jin said, “Yu Anwan, if you keep staring at , do you believe I’ll f*ck you right here?”
This ti, Yu Anwan cursed under her breath and proceeded to call Shen Bin.
Shen Bin received the call and responded with utmost respect, “President Wen, do you have any instructions?”
“Oh, your President Wen, has a stomachache and asked you to send so dicine,” Yu Anwan stated directly.
Shen Bin remained silent. It was clear that Wen Jin had been out with Miss Lu, but when he answered the call, it turned out to be the ex-CEO’s wife calling from President Wen’s phone. To those around him, Wen Jin was undoubtedly a master of ti managent, adept at concealing his whereabouts.
“Understood. Please send your location, and I will co right away,” Shen Bin replied without raising any doubts.
Yu Anwan acknowledged with a grunt and promptly provided the na of the restaurant.
Shen Bin was familiar with the place. Just as he was about to end the call, Yu Anwan suddenly rembered sothing. “On Huai Nan Road, there’s an imported pharmacy that should have this dicine. I’ll give you the na of the dicine, and you can buy it there.”
“Alright,” Shen Bin responded without a hint of suspicion. After all, Yu Anwan was Professor Grace, there was no reason to doubt her.
Yu Anwan’s words brought a faint smile to Wen Jin’s lips, his mood uplifted in a way that was hard to describe.
On the other hand, after hanging up, Yu Anwan couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed. She thought she might have overstepped. As she looked at Wen Jin again, she felt compelled to explain, “Wen Jin, I gave you the dicine out of consideration for Zhanyan. At the very least, you haven’t spoken ill of in front of him all these years.”
Wen Jin acknowledged her with a hum, his eyes still carrying that smile.
“What are you smirking at?” Yu Anwan retorted, sowhat irritated.
Upon finishing her words, Yu Anwan shook off Wen Jin’s hand and started walking towards the fire escape.
Observing the two of them holding hands, Yu Anwan raised an eyebrow and remarked, “President Wen, are you aiming to walk back hand in hand with ? I’m not afraid, but are you worried Miss Lu will cry and threaten to commit suicide again?”
Her last words held a trace of mockery aid at Wen Jin.
Wen Jin remained silent.
Yu Anwan withdrew her hand from Wen Jin’s palm. “Focus on yourself,” she quipped.
Wen Jin chuckled in response.
A woman who openly tried to seduce him yet dared to tell him to focus on himself. Yu Anwan was truly unique in that regard.
Yu Anwan hadn’t taken more than a couple of steps when she suddenly turned back, narrowing her eyes as she looked at Wen Jin. He t her gaze without flinching.
“How did you know what kind of dipping sauce I like?” Yu Anwan inquired clearly.
“In this society, when you don’t know sothing, you ask.”
Wen Jin, listening intently, suddenly lowered his gaze as if contemplating Yu Anwan’s question.
Yu Anwan patiently waited for a response, but instead of answering her, Wen Jin posed another question, “Why did you save my number as ‘baby’ in your phone?”
When Wen Jin ntioned this, Yu Anwan wanted to beat Yu Xiaobao to death.
Yu Xiaobao was so guilty that she didn’t dare to call Yu Anwan. Otherwise, Yu Xiaobao’s calls would keep coming.
Unfortunately, Wen Jin had resurrected the issue, putting Yu Anwan in a sowhat awkward position.
However, Yu Anwan was not one to be trifled with. She took out her phone, found Wen Jin’s na, and placed it in front of him, saying, “President Wen, do you have poor eyesight? Which part of my note made it seem like your na?”
Wen Jin narrowed his eyes. “B*stard.”
“What else?” Yu Anwan shrugged.
Wen Jin chuckled coldly. In the next mont, Yu Anwan’s phone was hooked into Wen Jin’s hand.
“Hey, give my phone back!” Yu Anwan shouted at Wen Jin and wanted to jump up without thinking to snatch the phone back from Wen Jin’s hands..
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