Secret marriage and seduction, Mr. Wen's heart is moved every day

Lin Zhujin pursed her lips, but the smile did not reach her eyes. When she turned around, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a hint of restlessness appeared on her brows.

She stood in front of Wen Yuanshao, looking away.

He didn't rush to speak, but just handed the rose in his arms to her.

Only then did Lin Zhujin look up at him.

No hand reached out to take it.

"Wen Yuanshao, is there something wrong?"

Wen Yuanshao was stunned, perhaps because Lin Zhujin had never called him like that before. He felt a little unhappy for a moment, but when he thought that she was angry, he could accept it.

"I was wrong that day. I left you on Qingshan. I heard you were sick. Are you feeling better now? I'll give you flowers to calm you down. Why did you block me?"

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face when he said the last few words.

It was hard for him to say these words to her here.

"Wen Yuanshao, I'm not angry."

Lin Zhujin spoke calmly. What happened that night was already in the past. Perhaps because her uncle sent her off at the end of the night, it wasn't too painful to think about it now.

Wen Yuanshao felt relieved when he heard her say this, thinking that she really wouldn't be angry, but before he could say anything he heard her speak the next second.

"We just don't have any relationship anymore. You don't have to say such things. I didn't take that house. We didn't owe each other anything."

Although he did act dishonorably in the end, this incident allowed her to see things clearly, and it was a lesson learned.

As for those days in the past, even if it was arsenic, she was willing to do it.

There is no need to worry about the pros and cons at this time.

She stood in front of him coldly, without any of her former cuteness or loveliness.

When these words came out of her mouth, Wen Yuanshao felt empty for some reason, as if a rubber ball was hitting the empty ventricle violently, making a dull sound.

"Jinjin."

His voice was hoarse and he clenched the rose in his hand a little tighter, but when he took a step closer, Lin Zhujin took a step back, always maintaining the best unfamiliar distance between them.

"Wen Yuanshao, you are already twenty-four or twenty-five years old. It doesn't matter what I mean. I think I understood your words the other night correctly."

She really didn't understand what he meant. Wasn't he the one who was so decisive and cold that night?

What are you pretending to be here now?

Whenever Lin Zhujin sees him now, he will remember what he said with a sneer that night.

He said, aren't you tired?

It's quite tiring, so just go ahead.

In the end, Lin Zhujin didn't care where he went, nor did she care where the bouquet of roses went.

The entire dance studio was filled with familiar colleagues. The teasing that had just occurred at the door spread quickly, and many people came to join in the fun.

In addition, Lin Zhujin was the default candidate in this chief selection, so gossip immediately started during the break.

Everyone knew she had a boyfriend before, but they had never met him. Who knew he was so good?

Lin Zhujin saw that they were having so much fun gossiping and really didn't want to spoil the fun, but he still said a few words.

"Everyone just watch the fun. After all, we may not see each other again after we break up."

When everyone heard this, they were silent for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and wanted to move on from the matter. Before the onlookers had dispersed, the teacher came in with a girl.

The man had a slender figure and it was obvious that he had practiced dancing for a long time.

Her hair is tied up high, and her tall figure can be seen even in her training clothes.

The head moth frowns.

In terms of appearance, she is one of the best in the dance troupe.

I guess there will be many more competitors now.

As everyone lined up, many people looked hesitant. The assessment would be held in a few days, and someone coming now might mean one less place for them. But they didn't expect that the teacher would say this when introducing the girl in front of everyone.

"The main dancer of Qiao City Dance Troupe, Yun Jiao, will compete with everyone for the position of the principal in half a month."

After he finished speaking, everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Lin Zhujin.

Lin Zhujin suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention, but she was quite calm. In fact, such a change had been within her consideration for a long time. After all, when things are going too smoothly, there will always be sudden changes.

For example, Wen Yuanshao, or the person in front of me.

After a brief introduction, everyone was free to do what they wanted. When she was preparing to go back in the afternoon, she received a WeChat message from Wen Yunsheng.

She originally thought that everything had been resolved and that she and Wen Yunsheng were now two separate people.

She didn't expect him to message her again.

When I was still curious about what he wanted to talk to her about, I saw his message box.

W. [Are you off work? I'm at the entrance of the dance troupe.]

Ok?

Is he at the door of the dance troupe?

Could it be something urgent?

Without thinking too much, Lin Zhujin packed up his things and hurried to the locker room to change clothes.

There were not many people in the locker room at the moment, only Lin Zhujin and the newcomer were there.

Lin Zhujin had never seen her before, but he always had a sense of déjà vu when he saw her.

She is now equivalent to Lin Zhoujin's half competitor. Lin Zhoujin really has nothing to talk to her about, but the other party does not think so.

"teacher LIN."

Lin Zhujin had just packed up his clothes when he heard her shout, but he still forced a smile and looked at her.

"What's up?"

The other party was silent for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay. I'm just very happy to work with Teacher Lin. The Giselle you performed in Silicon Valley that year still amazes me."

He looked at her intently as she spoke, and her every word and action showed that she was extremely serious.

Although Lin Zhujin didn't quite understand what she meant, he still bowed his head politely to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, you are excellent too."

Until they went out, Lin Zhujin always felt that there was something else behind her words, but he didn't understand the implication.

When I went out and looked around, I saw the Cullinan parked on the side of the road opposite the dance troupe.

She walked over and knocked on the car window.

The next second, she heard the sound of the car lock opening. The window did not fall down, so she thought she was allowed to get in directly.

As soon as I opened the car door, I saw Wen Yunsheng sitting inside.

He didn't say anything, just turned his head and looked at her. Lin Zhujin's face seemed to be burning.

Wen Yunsheng was still wearing the dark-colored suit today, with no bow tie at the collar and one button undone, leaving it loose.

The pocket handkerchief on his chest was neatly arranged, which seemed a little inconsistent with his usual meticulous appearance.

But we still cannot deny this kind of Wen Yunsheng.

It seems even more eye-catching.

The rocks are as independent as a solitary pine, and as majestic as a jade mountain about to collapse.

Suddenly I thought this sentence suits him very well.

He sat with his legs crossed, the laptop on his lap was glowing, and he seemed to be still working on some official business.

After Lin Zhujin sat down, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "Little..." Just after she said a word, she saw Wen Yunsheng glanced at her. Lin Zhujin then remembered what he had said before about changing his words.

But do we really have to call him by his first name?

I'm afraid there are not many people in the whole Huaicheng who can call him like this.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Zhujin swallowed.

After a while, she called out in her pleasant voice, "Hello, Mr. Wen."