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, âShould I comfort you then?â
Wen Jin responded with a simple âyes,â but due to the discomfort in his stomach from the earlier chili incident, his mood hadnât improved much.
That fiery and restless sensation left Wen Jin feeling quite uncomfortable.
Unfortunately, this seemingly heartless woman kept causing him trouble.
Yet, Wen Jinâs response gradually calmed Yu Anwan down. She proactively wrapped her arms around his waist and asked, âPresident Wen, how would you like me to comfort you?â
âAnything will do,â Wen Jinâs tone revealed no specific preference.
âAlright,â Yu Anwan responded playfully. âBut Iâm a bit worried. What if Miss Lu retaliates and throws acid at me? Iâm so good-looking. It would be a disaster if
I got disfigured.â
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. âWhat are you looking at?â
With those words, Yu Anwan stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on Wen Jinâs delicate lips.
The soft and tender touch caused Wen Jin to lose some self-control. Subconsciously, he tightened his grip on Yu Anwanâs hand.
Yu Anwan didnât pull away, nor did she expect to hear any kind words from Wen Jin.
Whether it was fatigue or some other reason, Wen Jinâs voice became noticeably softer. He inquired, âDo you care about Nanxin a lot?â
âHmmâŠâ Yu Anwan merely smiled, seemingly denying Wen Jinâs words.
Wen Jin didnât 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 something 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.
âI havenât slept with her,â Wen Jin stated bluntly, without any sugarcoating.
Afterward, Wen Jin released Yu Anwan and, sounding fatigued, said, âCall Shen
Bin and ask him to bring me some medicine.â
Yu Anwan snapped back to reality and, without thinking, retorted, âWen Jin, who are you trying to fool?â
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 todayâs society, physical intimacy between men and women 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 something must be seriously wrong with him.
This time, Yu Anwan blurted out, âWen Jin, are you unable to erection?â
Wen Jinâs sharp gaze turned towards her. Through gritted teeth, he shot back, âBullshit. â
Yu Anwan covered her mouth and fell silent.
It wasnât that he couldnât erection. They had secretly been intimate several times when they met. Wen Jin had pushed Yu Anwan to the point where she couldnât even get out of bed. It would be an exaggeration to say he couldnât perform.
However, Yu Anwan couldnât understand.
âCall Shen Bin!â Wen Jin was in considerable pain and had no patience for further conversation with Yu Anwan.
âAlright,â Yu Anwan replied, and as she took Wen Jinâs 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, âYu Anwan, if you keep staring at me, do you believe Iâll f*ck you right here?â
This time, Yu Anwan cursed under her breath and proceeded to call Shen Bin.
Shen Bin received the call and responded with utmost respect, âPresident Wen, do you have any instructions?â
âOh, your President Wen, has a stomachache and asked you to send some medicine,â 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-CEOâs wife calling from President Wenâs phone. To those around him, Wen Jin was undoubtedly a master of time management, adept at concealing his whereabouts.
âUnderstood. Please send me your location, and I will come right away,â Shen Bin replied without raising any doubts.
Yu Anwan acknowledged with a grunt and promptly provided the name of the restaurant.
Shen Bin was familiar with the place. Just as he was about to end the call, Yu Anwan suddenly remembered something. âOn Huai Nan Road, thereâs an imported pharmacy that should have this medicine. Iâll give you the name of the medicine, and you can buy it there.â
âAlright,â Shen Bin responded without a hint of suspicion. After all, Yu Anwan was Professor Grace, there was no reason to doubt her.
Yu Anwanâs words brought a faint smile to Wen Jinâs lips, his mood uplifted in a way that was hard to describe.
On the other hand, after hanging up, Yu Anwan couldnât help but feel a bit annoyed. She thought she might have overstepped. As she looked at Wen Jin again, she felt compelled to explain, âWen Jin, I gave you the medicine out of consideration for Zhanyan. At the very least, you havenât spoken ill of me in front of him all these years.â
Wen Jin acknowledged her with a hum, his eyes still carrying that smile.
âWhat are you smirking at?â Yu Anwan retorted, somewhat irritated.
Upon finishing her words, Yu Anwan shook off Wen Jinâs hand and started walking towards the fire escape.
Observing the two of them holding hands, Yu Anwan raised an eyebrow and remarked, âPresident Wen, are you aiming to walk back hand in hand with me? Iâm not afraid, but are you worried Miss Lu will cry and threaten to commit suicide again?â
Her last words held a trace of mockery aimed at Wen Jin.
Wen Jin remained silent.
Yu Anwan withdrew her hand from Wen Jinâs palm. âFocus on yourself,â 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 hadnât taken more than a couple of steps when she suddenly turned back, narrowing her eyes as she looked at Wen Jin. He met her gaze without flinching.
âHow did you know what kind of dipping sauce I like?â Yu Anwan inquired clearly.
âIn this society, when you donât know something, you ask.â
Wen Jin, listening intently, suddenly lowered his gaze as if contemplating Yu Anwanâs question.
Yu Anwan patiently waited for a response, but instead of answering her, Wen Jin posed another question, âWhy did you save my number as âbabyâ in your phone?â
When Wen Jin mentioned this, Yu Anwan wanted to beat Yu Xiaobao to death.
Yu Xiaobao was so guilty that she didnât dare to call Yu Anwan. Otherwise, Yu Xiaobaoâs calls would keep coming.
Unfortunately, Wen Jin had resurrected the issue, putting Yu Anwan in a somewhat awkward position.
However, Yu Anwan was not one to be trifled with. She took out her phone, found Wen Jinâs name, and placed it in front of him, saying, âPresident Wen, do you have poor eyesight? Which part of my note made it seem like your name?â
Wen Jin narrowed his eyes. âB*stard.â
âWhat else?â Yu Anwan shrugged.
Wen Jin chuckled coldly. In the next moment, Yu Anwanâs phone was hooked into Wen Jinâs hand.
âHey, give me my phone back!â Yu Anwan shouted at Wen Jin and wanted to jump up without thinking to snatch the phone back from Wen Jinâs hands..
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