Ying Jing woke up and found herself in a strange place.
Thinking about who she was with last night, she quickly calmed down.
But she never thought that stepping out of the room, the first person she'd see was him. In ancient times, it was said that a gentleman is as gentle as jade, and in truth, Wen Fucheng isn't far off from that standard.
Seeing that she had woken up and gotten out of bed, the man closed the book in his hand and walked into the room.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
Ying Jing nodded quickly. "I slept very soundly."
She didn't worry at all about Wen Fucheng taking advantage of her, instead she wondered if she had done anything out of line to him.
Zhang Yang brought breakfast over, and Ying Jing opened the door for him.
He wasn't surprised at all to see Ying Jing there, and he greeted her with a smile.
"Good morning Miss Ying, the boss hasn't had breakfast, so I bought an extra one. You can eat with him! I'll head downstairs first." His expression was one of understanding, implying 'don't explain, explanations are just cover-ups.'
Ying Jing couldn't stop him.
"Last night..."
She sat on one side of the dining table, taking items out of the bag one by one, glancing at the man's actions out the corner of her eye.
"You were drunk last night."
Yes, yes, she was drunk. But she was anxious to know if she had been too forward with Wen Fucheng.
"Did I..."
The hot seafood porridge was fragrant when a spoonful was taken out, and Wen Fucheng gave her a glance. "My room was next door."
Alright! That explanation was crystal clear.
He was just coming over in the morning.
It turns out that Ying Jing slept like a log, dreaming peacefully.
After breakfast, Wen Fucheng was ready to leave.
Ying Jing planned to head back a bit later.
As he was leaving, he suddenly asked her a question. "Do you remember what happened last night?"
Ying Jing was someone who forgets things when she's drunk.
Last night, huh.
"Did something happen last night?"
"Do you remember what you said?"
What... what did she say, Ying Jing really wanted to say she vaguely remembers, but Wen Fucheng obviously didn't believe it.
"Okay, I really don't remember anything. I didn't really do anything to you, did I?" Ying Jing's expression was fearful but internally thrilled, urging silently for him to say so. Quickly now. She has money, and if it's not enough, she's ready to break Ying Zenan's piggy bank to support him.
Ying Jing knew she was prone to mistakes when drunk, so she never drank recklessly outside of her home.
In the previous life, after the Ying Family went bankrupt, there were too many people who looked down on her, everyone wanted to step on her, even when she had nothing, she didn't want to yield to anyone. Yet no matter how she calculated, someone else calculated more, and she was eventually set up at the dining table.
When she was drunk, some people wanted to take advantage of her.
Knowing she couldn't escape at that time, Ying Jing just drank herself to the point of vomiting blood and landed in the hospital.
In such a state, anyone who dared to touch her was truly seeking death.
But back then, someone said something very accurate.
What right do ants have to talk about survival?
Without the sanctuary, why maintain the pretense of dignity?
But later, those people inexplicably met with one misfortune after another and disappeared from Ying Jing's sight, never to appear again.
Outsiders only thought she was lucky, but she knew it was the people left behind domestically by Wen Fucheng who had cleared away those problems for her.
He didn't speak, and Ying Jing took a step forward herself.
The little fox began showing her claws, reaching for the prey.
"Uncle, I didn't offend you, did I?" The young girl's brows curved with a gentle smile, looking in good spirits.
"What if you did offend me?"
"Then I should give myself to you!"
The young girl truly wasn't reserved at all, yet if it came from Ying Jing, Wen Fucheng didn't feel even a bit offended. Her affections were unabashed, and from the start, he had already made the decision to indulge her appearances in his world.
"Do you like me?" The man took the offensive, all for this moment.
Ying Jing was momentarily stunned by his straightforward words, but realized he was leaving and quickly grabbed his hand.
"Yes, I like you. I liked you from the first glance, and not only that, I want to pursue you."
She finally spoke without any reservations, as if nothing had happened.
It seemed she had waited so long just for today.
She hadn't disappeared, and he was still there before her.
"Wen Fucheng, I..." Really, really love you!
"Your brothers all call me Uncle."
Ying Jing blushed a little. "I don't mind being Auntie." Chasing Wen Fucheng, Ying Zenan would have to call her dad, isn't that cool?
Wen Fucheng laughed at her words, was that what he meant?
"I'm not easy to pursue."
"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned." Seeing his silence, Ying Jing seized the opportunity to continue. "So, will you let me pursue you?" She even began to act cute, making it impossible for him to resist.
"Okay, I'll let you pursue me."
He didn't plan on this, Ying Jing's rebirth disrupted his initial plans, but it's fine if he stays by her side.
"Really? Uncle, you're so agreeable!" Where did the aloof, unapproachable and stern Wen Fucheng go?
"Because you're Ying Jing."
Since she was Ying Jing, he couldn't find a reason to refuse.
Nor could he bear to reject any of her requests.
"How would you pursue me?" Her bright smile was too radiant, the tingling in his palms constantly reminded him of the urge to stroke the girl's hair, to ruffle her fluffy head.
"Me, I want…" No, I can't just tell him now! "If I tell you, how can it be called pursuing? Don't think about trying to trick me."
But Ying Jing was still curious, how come he agreed to her seemingly absurd idea.
"Uncle, you wouldn't happen to be interested in me too, would you?" In her previous life, she never knew when he started having feelings for her, so in this life, she definitely wanted not to miss the answer.
A delicate face leaned closer to him, the two met eyes both seeing each other's reflection in each other's gaze.
"Want to know?"
Ying Jing nodded eagerly.
Big time.
"I'll tell you when you catch up to me."
What the heck! Wouldn't this mean it'd take a long time?
"How about you symbolically go through the process and agree to me tomorrow?"
Cunning little fox, wishful thinking.
If she hadn't spoken, Wen Fucheng hadn't thought about letting her pursue himself, but since she did, he went along with it. How would the little princess pursue someone? He had to admit he was somewhat looking forward to it.
Zhang Yang's call came to rush things along, and after Wen Fucheng left, Ying Jing immediately opened her message app to her good friend's chat.
[Ying Jing: Can you believe Wen Fucheng agreed to let me pursue him? Ahhh~ Sister, I'm feeling so giddy right now.]
[Ying Jing: When would be a good time to get married, do you know any elderly gentleman who reads calendars? What do you think our child's name should be? Should the child look more like me or more like him?]
...
Ying Jing furiously typed out a bunch of messages and sent them over.
Weiyi replied after a moment.
[Weiyi: Did you drug him?]