Chapter 237: I’ve Always Loved Her
Jiang Ning was very shocked when she learned about this matter.
Isn’t that Wei Jin being the mistress?
It was said that Huo Chengxuan, this super male, had particularly strong possessiveness toward Sui Youran.
He knew about Sui Youran keeping Wei Jin but had no method.
He didn’t want to break off the engagement with Sui Youran, nor did he want to lose the Sui Family as a partner; all his attempts to trouble Wei Jin were blocked by Sui Youran.
Simply put.
Sui Youran had two men.
And both men knew of each other’s existence.
While Wei Jin was the one without name or status.
But as compensation, Sui Youran gave him a lot of resources.
Jiang Ning stood outside, looking at Wei Jin’s tightly shut door, wondering in her heart whether he had eaten it…
Inside Wei Jin’s private rest room.
Under Laixi’s gaze, he opened the breakfast Jiang Ning had given him.
Pumpkin porridge, buns wrapped very poorly, and fried dumplings that were burnt; they looked completely unappetizing.
With just one glance, Wei Jin confirmed that it was indeed made by Jiang Ning herself.
For her to personally make something was really not easy.
He hadn’t expected that in his lifetime, he could taste breakfast made by Jiang Ning for him.
He didn’t disdain it and started eating with a spoon.
Laixi looked at him in disbelief: “Teacher Wei! You should throw it away! That woman approaching you is not well-intentioned. If Miss Sui finds out, she will be angry!”
Wei Jin pretended not to hear and ate one bite after another, as if it were some human world delicacy.
He drooped his eyelids and lightly replied: “I’m hungry.”
Laixi choked, feeling that Wei Jin’s courage had grown bigger recently.
He knew he was under surveillance yet still did something so outrageous.
Laixi wasn’t worried about whether Wei Jin would receive any punishment; he was only worried that his year-end bonus would be reduced by ten percent because of Wei Jin’s willful behavior.
He stepped forward: “Don’t eat it, give it to me to throw away. This pumpkin porridge looks so disgusting.”
Wei Jin quickly grabbed Laixi’s outstretched hand and twisted it hard, making Laixi let out a scream.
Wei Jin’s strength was great, his expression cold, and his tone serious: “Don’t touch it, get lost.”
He kicked Laixi away with one foot, and due to the pain, Laixi rolled on the ground.
He gasped coldly, clutching his wrist, looking at Wei Jin with venomous eyes, and spat hatefully: “You’ll regret this!”
Then he left without looking back.
Wei Jin continued eating.
Actually, the things Jiang Ning made weren’t tasty.
There was no sugar in the pumpkin porridge, the bun filling was a bit salty, and the dumplings had a burnt bitter taste.
But Wei Jin showed no disdain and ate it all clean.
Then he found Jiang Ning and handed her the packed insulated box: “Thank you for the breakfast; it was delicious.”
Jiang Ning was surprised; she thought Wei Jin would throw it away, but he had eaten it.
Jiang Ning quickly waved her hand and smiled: “No need to thank me. I was supposed to treat you yesterday, but you ended up paying, so I just made you breakfast; it’s not a big deal. Teacher Wei, are you free at noon? I want to have lunch with you.”
Jiang Ning was pushing her luck.
She was frantically probing Sui Youran’s bottom line, on the premise that Wei Jin wouldn’t refuse her.
Wei Jin was silent for a moment before slowly saying: “I told you, it’s very dangerous around me. If you get close to me, you’ll get hurt.”
Jiang Ning quickly pledged her loyalty: “It’s okay, I told you, I like you. No matter how dangerous it is around you, I don’t care. As long as I can be with you, I’m content.”
Wei Jin’s throat bobbed slightly, and a hint of amusement seemed to appear in his clear and handsome eyes: “Is everything you said true? Miss Jiang.”
Jiang Ning looked serious: “Yes.”
Wei Jin chuckled: “Got it, then let’s have lunch together.”
He turned and left.
His back view was tall and slim.
Wei Jin thought that Jiang Ning was the most suitable person for acting.
Otherwise, why, under her clumsy acting skills, did his heart still throb uncontrollably, beat after beat.
There was no love for him in her eyes.
This liar…
But Wei Jin oddly felt relieved that Jiang Ning was a liar.
At noon, Jiang Ning successfully had lunch with Wei Jin.
Even knowing there were people sneaking photos around, she didn’t care and kept picking food for Wei Jin.
Wei Jin said nothing and accepted it all.
In the afternoon.
Wei Jin was suddenly called away.
His scenes were paused just like that.
Jiang Ning felt a cold sweat in her heart.
She silently hoped that Wei Jin would be fine.
Meanwhile, she was targeted by the director group’s people.
Today, the directors had a gathering and selected her to go accompany them for drinks.
Facing the threat of losing her job, Jiang Ning followed them with a fearful expression…
…
Wei Jin got into a car.
The car drove all the way into a manor.
Even in winter, this manor was full of blooming white cherry blossoms.
A girl wearing white thermal clothing stood under a cherry blossom tree.
She looked up at the petals swaying in the cold wind, which reflected her pure and flawless.
“Miss, the person is here.”
The butler bowed respectfully.
Only when Sui Youran turned back did he lower his head and leave.
Wei Jin stood behind Sui Youran.
Looking at her delicate, fragile, and innocent face like a little white flower, he finally lowered his eyelashes and no longer looked at her.
Sui Youran tilted her head; she was petite, while Wei Jin was tall, so she always had to look up at him, making her neck sore and tired.
As usual, she smiled at Wei Jin and spun in circles under the tree: “A Jin, do I look good?”
Wei Jin’s gaze lightly fell on Sui Youran.
The girl smiled purely, but only Wei Jin knew that her heart was soaked in blood, filthy to an outrageous degree.
His voice was indifferent: “Miss Sui, white doesn’t suit you.”
Sui Youran’s raised corners of her mouth slowly fell.
She stopped her cheerful steps; although her face was smiling, her eyes were ice-cold: “A Jin, call me Youran.”
Wei Jin was silent and said no more.
Sui Youran pursed her lips and lowered her eyelashes, making her eyes appear somewhat vulnerable: “Is it because of that girl? Do you like her?”
Wei Jin replied: “No.”
Sui Youran stubbornly looked at Wei Jin’s face: “You’re lying. You’re going to abandon me for that girl, right? A Jin, don’t you love me the most?”
Wei Jin was silent.
Sui Youran sniffled sadly: “You’ve changed ever since that girl appeared. Isn’t it just because she looks like your first love? Is it that unforgettable?”
Wei Jin suddenly felt very tired; every day by Sui Youran’s side, he wanted to die.
He suddenly smiled and nodded: “Yeah, unforgettable. I’ve loved her from beginning to end.”
Sui Youran’s expression changed; her hand uncontrollably slapped Wei Jin’s face hard. She glared with wide eyes, breathing heavily—what delicacy, what vulnerability, it was all just her disguise.
Her gaze was fierce as she grabbed Wei Jin’s collar; her sharp, exquisite manicure scratched a trace on his neck, and blood seeped out.
Sui Youran’s expression was eerily frightening: “I’ll give you one more chance to rephrase.”
Wei Jin smiled without fear: “Who’s life are you threatening me with this time?”
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