Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 43 I'm not going to eat you

He stared at Wen Jinnian, his tone serious: "Whether I'm genuine or not depends on you, Wen. Please reconsider your previous suggestion."

These words were like a pebble thrown into Wen Jin's heart lake, creating ripples all around.

Ever since that confession, she has become more resistant to relationships.

When he mentioned dating last time, she thought he was just a playboy from the Hong Kong entertainment circle taking her for granted!

Once the novelty wore off, she was no longer relevant.

But today, she saw seriousness in his eyes, which made her instinctively want to run away.

She shoved him away abruptly, and as she leaned back, her head hit the screen with a soft hiss.

Chi Yige didn't expect her to react so strongly, and subconsciously pulled her into his arms again.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw her raise her eyes, which were filled with tears and full of grievance.

He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and gently stroked the back of her head, as if to soothe this frightened kitten, "I'm not going to eat you."

Don't you know how?

Wen Jinian wouldn't dare say he's no good now; his flirting skills are top-notch.

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That night.

Wen Jinian lay on the bed, the bedside lamp so bright it was almost blinding.

She stared at the ceiling, her thoughts a jumbled mess.

I buried myself under the covers, trying to shut out all those disturbing thoughts.

His appearance, voice, and the warmth of his fingertips kept playing in my mind.

As someone who studies art, I naturally have a keen sense of perception and appreciation for beautiful things.

Chi Yige is a near-perfect man.

It's something she can't touch.

The tranquility of the early morning was broken by urgent knocking on the door, waking Wen Jinnian from her sleep.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was already 9:30.

She hurriedly got out of bed in her slippers and opened the door, where Aunt Chen stood timidly.

"What's wrong, Aunt Chen?"

"Miss, please go downstairs and take a look. The master is arguing with the young master, and the madam's hand has been injured by the master."

Wen Jinnian's heart tightened. "I'll change my clothes and come right away. You go and take care of Madam first."

Aunt Chen nodded and left.

Wen Jinnian turned and walked to the wardrobe, casually picked out a set of home sportswear, tied her hair up simply with a leather cord, and then quickly walked downstairs.

On the second floor, through the gaps in the openwork handrail, Wen Jinian glimpsed a messy corner of the living room downstairs.

Jiang Xiao sat on the sofa, radiating an aura of intense anger. Jiang Shu stood beside him, his hands at his sides, his expression grave.

Aunt Wen Jin, her hand wrapped in gauze, hung limply at her knees as she watched the two men facing off with worry.

"The marriage alliance that the Jiang family and the Zhou family agreed upon, look at what's trending on social media right now?"

Jiang Xiao's voice was as cold as ice, "You've been cuckolded, and you've completely disgraced the Jiang family! Also, you were the one who helped push that Fu family kid's one-night stand with a bar model to the top of the trending topics, weren't you?"

Every word and sentence was like a heavy hammer blow, making the air tremble with cold.

Wen Jinian's gaze was fixed on Jiang Shu's tightly clenched fist.

It seems the trending topic really is related to him.

As she pondered, Jiang Shu raised her reddened eyes and stared intently at Jiang Xiao on the opposite sofa: "Dad! I have no feelings for Zhou Shiyi!"

"They got engaged even though they had no feelings for each other!"

Jiang Xiao slammed her hand on the table, making the glasses on the coffee table vibrate. "All you ever think about is love and romance. Do you even have any sense of family responsibility?"

Wen Jin instinctively reached out, but Aunt Chen grabbed her wrist tightly. Jiang Xiao, panting heavily, glanced at the corner of the stairs...

Wen Jinnian froze and had no choice but to come down the stairs.

"Do you really have to kill the only feeling I truly believe in?"

Jiang Shu's body was tense, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Being born into the Jiang family is your fate."

"The Jiang family needs help the most right now. Your uncle has arranged for you to meet some young men from prominent families. Take some time to visit them."

Jiang Xiao's voice was deep but left no room for argument.

These words were spoken to Wen Jin Nian.

Wen Jin and Jiang Shu turned around at the same time and saw Wen Jin Nian standing in the shadows of the living room.

The two men's astonished gazes lingered on her for a moment before suddenly turning to Jiang Xiao. Wen Jin looked incredulous: "Xiao, are you saying this?"

Jiang Shu stepped forward, his voice trembling with excitement: "Dad, don't drag me into this! Everyone knows about Zhou Shiyi's affair with the bar model, the marriage between our two families can't continue at all!"

“I will try my best to negotiate projects, but you can’t use sentimental feelings as a bargaining chip.”

"Slap!" A heavy slap landed on Jiang Shu's face, and Jiang Xiao stood up in a rage.

"Do you know about the crisis facing the Jiang family? So many eyes are on the position of the head of the four major families! She is also a member of the Jiang family."

"Dad!" Jiang Shu's voice was broken and choked with sobs.

Wen Jinnian took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions surging in her eyes, and slowly stepped forward: "Uncle, please don't make things difficult for my brother. I am willing to go see them because of your care over the years."

She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms. "Please arrange the time."

Jiang Xiao's smile finally softened, revealing a meaningful one: "Niannian is still the most sensible one. Prepare well these next few days, arrange several meetings, and you'll surely meet someone you like."

He glanced at Jiang Shu, tossed out a sentence, "I'm going to the study to handle some documents," and the sound of his leather shoes tapping on the marble floor gradually faded away.

Wen Jinian walked quickly to Wen Jin's side, her hands trembling as she grasped Wen Jin's bandaged hand: "Aunt, does your wound hurt?"

"It's just a cut, it's nothing serious." Wen Jin's eyes reddened, and her voice trembled. "What scions of noble families have true friends? Everyone outside is..."

"Aunt, don't worry, I'll handle it."

Wen Jin sighed.

"Niannian, help your brother treat his wounds first, I'm going to check on your uncle."

Jiang Shu stood there with her head down, red marks still visible on her forehead.

Wen Jinnian pursed her lips and turned to get the first-aid kit.

When I went downstairs, I saw Jiang Shu slumped on the sofa, his tie hanging crookedly around his neck, and a reddish handprint showing through his loosened collar.

The view outside the French windows had been shrouded in darkness for some time, with occasional rumbles of thunder.

She suppressed the turmoil in her eyes, squatted down in front of him to open the first-aid kit, and just as her fingertips touched the cotton swabs, she heard the man's voice above her head.

"Niannian, you should move out!"

Wen Jinian's hand holding the cotton swab tightened slightly as she looked at Jiang Shu in surprise.

"Brother, I believe you can manage the Jiang family business well."

She offered gentle words of comfort, but then noticed Jiang Shu's Adam's apple bobbing as he hesitated, "Niannian, if I could choose, I would prefer..."

A sharp cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded.

After Wen Jinian finished treating his wound and tightened the stopper on the iodine bottle, she heard Jiang Shu say into the phone, "I'll be there in 20 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at her, a complex undercurrent in his eyes: "What do you want to ask?"

"What happened at the bar yesterday...was it your doing?"

Jiang Shu was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "The way he looked at you was wrong. I did get involved in his affair with the model."

His gaze fell on her face. With such a wonderful woman in his heart, how could he not have someone coveting her?

(End of this chapter)