Chapter 148: You Are Giving Yourself Your Imperitions, Yet You Refuse?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
However, how could Wen Jin know what sauce she liked?
Yu Anwan remained composed and didn’t reveal too much emotion.
In response to Zhou Shen’s question, Yu Anwan replied with a half-smile, “Maybe mixing poison?”
Zhou Shen nodded as if he was serious, “You got divorced at the right time.
Otherwise, this man might have done something as extreme as leaving his wife and child behind to make way for his mistress.”
This comment amused Yu Anwan.
Chuckling, Yu Anwan leaned against Zhou Shen, and he didn’t mind, even feeding her another bite.
Yu Anwan gave him a face and ate, but she ate very slowly because the taste was a little bland.
Lu Nanxin looked at Wen Jin with anticipation. Then, she was stunned because
Wen Jin had dipped the peeled prawns in sauce and brought them to Yu Anwan.
Lu Nanxin was speechless.
Zhou Shen was also speechless.
Wasn’t this a bit too arrogant?
Did he believe they were invisible?
Even Yu Anwan was momentarily taken aback by Wen Jin’s unexpected action.
“Not eating?” Wen Jin asked Yu Anwan calmly, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on her.
Yu Anwan found herself in an unusually helpless situation under Wen Jin’s gaze.
Lu Nanxin’s face shifted through a range of emotions, growing increasingly embarrassed. However, Lu Nanxin hadn’t expected that this embarrassment would be orchestrated by Wen Jin himself, which left her feeling quite uneasy. Yu Anwan didn’t make a move.
Wen Jin brought the shrimp to Yu Anwan’s lips. It wasn’t a forceful action, but the sauce she dipped the shrimp in was genuinely one of Yu Anwan’s favorites, and after all this, she was feeling hungry.
With Lu Nanxin’s uncertain gaze upon her, Yu Anwan smiled and took a bite. “Sure, why not? President Wen prepared it personally. Not trying it would be a bit disrespectful, wouldn’t it?”
Wen Jin nodded.
The dipping sauce was also placed in front of Yu Anwan, and Wen Jin’s tone remained cool, “Dip and finish it, so it won’t go to waste.”
Yu Anwan acknowledged with a soft “oh” and felt a genuine urge to try it.
Zhou Shen’s expression turned somewhat complicated, while Wen Jin looked at him expressionlessly. “President Zhou doesn’t even know her preferences? She likes sauces and this kind of peculiar dark cuisine, huh?”
Wen Jin had been following their conversation closely.
Zhou Shen was usually a good-for-nothing, but when it came to scolding people, his mouth was extremely fast. “Well, President Wen, you know Wanwan so well. Miss Lu might even have you kneeling on a washboard soon, right?”
Wen Jin remained silent, having already thoroughly wiped his hands clean.
He had no intention of continuing to peel shrimp for Lu Nanxin.
Zhou Shen snorted but wasn’t bothered by Wen Jin’s lack of response. He also didn’t mind the dipping sauce Wen Jin had prepared. Instead, he continued to feed Yu Anwan, one bite at a time.
Yu Anwan played along, after all, the taste had indeed improved.
Suddenly, Yu Anwan’s chewing came to a halt. Her hand, under the table, was grasped by Wen Jin.
This person was openly acting covertly.
Yu Anwan furrowed her brows, and Wen Jin’s grip tightened.
Despite the spacious private room, their seating arrangement was somewhat peculiar. If Yu Anwan made a significant movement, it was bound to be noticed. Wen Jin was aware of this too, hence his arrogance had its limits.
Now, Yu Anwan discreetly reached for her phone.
Yu Anwan sent a message to Wen Jin, saying, “Wen Jin, what’s wrong with you?”
After Yu Anwan sent the message, Wen Jin’s phone vibrated. He didn’t hesitate and glanced down at it before composing a response.
Wen Jin replied, “Are you attempting to seduce me? Otherwise, how could you possibly prevent me from getting married? I’ve made advances, and you haven’t rejected me?”
Yu Anwan was left speechless.
When Wen Jin wanted to save face, Yu Anwan’s comebacks hit him one after the other.
When Wen Jin was shameless, Yu Anwan felt cornered, unable to utter a single word.
Yu Anwan stared at her phone.
Wen Jin casually set his phone aside, but he didn’t let go of Yu Anwan’s hand.
As if toying with a puppet, his slightly calloused fingertips rubbed against hers intermittently.
This only heightened Yu Anwan’s discomfort.
Even the atmosphere within the private room turned enigmatic. Yu Anwan couldn’t fathom Wen Jin’s intentions. It was as if Wen Jin had entirely disrupted the rhythm that was previously under her control.
As this thought surged within her, Yu Anwan took a deep breath.
She gazed at Wen Jin, her brows furrowing. Zhou Shen’s other hand was placed near his lower abdomen, and his expression was subtly strained. Yet, outwardly, there were no discernible clues.
That was the sole notion in Yu Anwan’s mind.
However, Yu Anwan had no intention of interfering.
This was none of her business.
Nevertheless, the prevailing ambiance made Yu Anwan uncomfortable. She stood up, firmly extricating her hand. Speaking composedly, she stated, “I’m sorry, I need to use the restroom.”
“Shall I accompany you?” Zhou Shen asked without hesitation.
Wen Jin’s bland voice came through, “President Zhou, you’re heading to the women’s restroom?”
Zhou Shen, on his way to the women’s restroom, was left dumbfounded.
D*mn it, he was a perfectly intact and upright man. Yet, the way Wen Jin put it made it sound like he had been emasculated.
At this point, Zhou Shen remained frozen in his seat.
Yu Anwan couldn’t help but chuckle. Zhou Shen shot her a glance, his lips forming words, “What’s so funny?”
Yu Anwan retorted, “Just laughing.”
Subsequently, Yu Anwan calmly exited the restroom. Their demeanor appeared like that of a playful couple, which was still far better compared to the atmosphere between Wen Jin and Lu Nanxin.
Zhou Shen only withdrew his gaze once Yu Anwan was out of sight.
Lu Nanxin was well aware that Wen Jin’s gaze had been fixed on Yu Anwan all along. However, in contrast to Zhou Shen’s boldness, Wen Jin’s approach was more subtle.
Lu Nanxin had never felt so embarrassed before, especially not in front of Yu Anwan.
Unfortunately, Zhou Shen was still giving her a half-smile. Lu Nanxin was eager to salvage the situation, but before she could speak, Wen Jin had already risen from his seat.
Zhou Shen remained composed, seemingly unaffected by Wen Jin’s departure.
On the other hand, Lu Nanxin kept her eyes on Wen Jin. Her hand unconsciously reached out to grab him, suspecting that Wen Jin might be going to find Yu Anwan.
It was a woman’s intuition that left Lu Nanxin feeling restless.
“Jin…” Lu Nanxin called out to Wen Jin.
Wen Jin’s attitude was calm. “I’m going out to make a call. You eat first.’
Then, Wen Jin did not say anything. He simply pulled his hand away from Lu Nanxin’s hand, nodded, and walked out of the private room.
Lu Nanxin was still looking in Wen Jin’s direction. Her fists gradually clenched, and her beautifully trimmed nails dug into her flesh. Lu Nanxin was still worried.
He hated Yu Anwan.
She absolutely could not let Yu Anwan have any chance to make a comeback..
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