Ying Jing was standing by the roadside trying to get a taxi, but at this time, the cabs either had passengers or no empty ones passed by.
Lu Zishu, who had just finished his part-time job, happened to pass by, remembering that he had been helped by Ying Zenan before.
He still walked toward the person standing by the road.
Upon hearing Lu Zishu's familiar voice, Ying Jing jumped several meters away, as if he were some kind of terrifying beast that she desperately wanted to avoid.
Lu Zishu was confused as well.
"I... haven't offended you lately, have I?" It seemed like since the last time, Ying Jing had changed completely.
Avoiding him at every turn.
"Can I ask why?"
What?
Ying Jing was puzzled.
"You said you didn't like me and wouldn't pester me anymore. Why the sudden change of heart? You weren't like this before."
"Hey, you already said that was in the past. The past doesn't count anymore; I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble. Please don't take it to heart. If we can, let's just never see each other again, okay!"
She used to be quite annoying, always hanging around him.
Lu Zishu thought she was idle, having nothing better to do, no different from a female hooligan.
Yet, despite pestering him, she managed to get first place in the entire school.
No one could match that damned talent.
On second thought, apart from making him extremely ashamed by pestering him, she did a lot more for him.
Knowing he had to do part-time jobs in addition to studying, she'd go to the cafeteria early to get him food and a seat, accompanying him for meals.
She'd bring him an umbrella to the classroom on rainy days, disregarding her own safety.
When he stayed up late working on assignments in the study room, she would be there beside him, organizing materials for him.
Whenever others looked down on him, she would be the first to stand up and assert that he would surely succeed one day.
Everyone thought he was lucky to have such a famous pursuer.
Yet privately, they mocked him for his luck, saying he had climbed up to the Ying Family and would become a gilded son-in-law.
Lu Zishu knew what he wanted; Ying Jing had never been in his range of consideration.
But then why, especially upon hearing Yan Shuang tell him,
that Ying Jing suddenly stopped liking him simply because she had her eyes on someone else,
was he nothing more than a pastime for Ying Jing in her leisure?
Why?
Why could this game be ended so easily by Ying Jing, while he, Lu Zishu, had to bear many responsibilities and be pointed at?
Unable to get a taxi, Ying Jing decided to change locations.
Unexpectedly, Lu Zishu suddenly approached her.
Ying Jing didn't react in time; her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and in the next second, she was completely turned around 180 degrees, her forehead knocking against a hard chin.
The pain made her yelp.
Wen Fucheng held her protectively in his arms, gazing deeply at Lu Zishu's half-extended hand.
The two locked eyes, both revealing a hint of possessiveness in their gazes.
In the end, the younger Lu Zishu was at a disadvantage.
Ying Jing was still in a state of shock, how could she suddenly... end up in someone else's embrace.
She barely moved, only to be pulled back domineeringly by the other party.
Ying Jing helplessly, couldn't see the expression clearly in the dark, she pursed her lips and smiled. Those small hands with nowhere to place themselves hesitantly and slowly reached up to touch his clothes and held on.
Okay, okay! Seeing as you are Wen Fucheng, I'll let you hug me.
He smelled so good.
After a moment, she was finally released, and Lu Zishu behind her was gone too.
"Why are you here?" Shouldn't he be in the Imperial City?
"It's your brother's birthday, and since the Ying Family and Dynasty Entertainment have a collaboration, I had to come. The flight was delayed." By the time they arrived in Hu City, it was already over.
He stood by the roadside patiently explaining the reason to her.
The night was getting chilly, and he didn't hesitate to take off his jacket and drape it over Ying Jing.
"Why are you here all alone?"
Speaking of this, Ying Jing looked at him aggrievedly.
"Thrown away by my brother."
As far as he knew, Ying Zenan pampered this sister, and it didn't seem like he would leave her here uncared for.
"Why?"
Ying Jing pridefully raised her head and looked in the direction Lu Zishu had left. "Because I told him if I liked Lu Zishu, Ying Zenan would gain thirty pounds."
The driver in the car laughed when he heard this.
"Get in the car first; I'll take you home."
Ying Jing nodded. "Then I won't stand on ceremony. I'm really sorry to trouble you."
The mischievous glint in the young girl's eyes was something he pretended not to notice.
Shortly after she got into Wen Fucheng's car, a call from Ying Zenan came. Ying Jing picked up and immediately took the initiative to scold her own brother.
"Your sister is so pretty; aren't you afraid someone might kidnap me?"
"Did you get kidnapped?"
With her ear to the phone, Ying Jing glanced at the person sitting next to her from the corner of her eye.
I didn't get kidnapped, but I did manage to bring one back.
Seeing she was fine and already on her way back, Ying Zenan didn't go back but waited for her at home.
A luxury car slowly drove into the area of Ying Jing's villa. Ying Zenan stood in front of the courtyard gate. He expected Ying Jing to get out of the car, but a familiar figure came into view first.
"Wen Fucheng?"
The man walked to Ying Jing's side of the car, opened the door for his little princess, and then turned to address Ying Zenan.
Handing over a gift bag given by the driver, he passed it to Ying Zenan.
"Happy Birthday."
"Th-thank you."
He returned to the car, spoke a few words to Ying Jing, and then left.
Ying Jing walked up to Ying Zenan, and seeing her brother in a daze, she stood next to him, and the two siblings just stared ahead in a trance.
"Bro, isn't he handsome?"
Unaware of what she was referring to, Ying Zenan still agreed and said he was handsome.
"Then can I bring him back as your brother-in-law?"
"Yes."
When Ying Zenan snapped out of it, he realized what she meant.
"Yes, my ass, hurry up and go to sleep."
Ying Zenan carried the birthday gift Wen Fucheng gave him back to the study.
Upon opening it, he fell silent.
Is it still too late to send his sister over now?
A while ago, Ying Zenan had a headache over a project, negotiating with the vice president of the other company for a long time without result.
Unexpectedly, Wen Fucheng solved it in a few days and directly gave the project to him.
Ying Jing, upon knowing this, sent a WeChat message to thank the other party.
[Ying Jing: Brother really likes that project, thanks Uncle for your sacrifice.]
The man who had just arrived at the hotel drank the warm water next to him in one gulp.
Without even considering for whom he did this.
[Wen Fucheng: Not sleeping yet?]
[Ying Jing: About to sleep.]
[Wen Fucheng: Be careful of getting dark circles.]
[Ying Jing: Our little fairy doesn't get dark circles.]
[Ying Jing: Goodnight, Uncle!]
Ying Jing put down her phone, her arm hadn't even touched the pillow when WeChat's notification sound rang.
She picked it up and tapped it open.
It wasn't a message, but a short voice recording.
Without thinking, Ying Jing tapped it open.
In the silent room, a man's low and sexy voice came through.
"Goodnight, Jing Bao."
Ying Jing, suppressing her excitement, carefully listened to it again.
He called her Jing Bao.
Ah, ah, ah... Rounded off, she could assume he was calling her his wife.