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

In the quiet carriage, Wen Yunsheng's low voice was like a slowly plucked cello string, rising and falling slowly in her heart. Every word he said struck her heart.

Deny her value?

What is her value?

From a very early age, she would subconsciously deny her own value.

She has been a very quiet person since she was young, and she has never had any chance to recommend herself in class.

She is only used to doing her own thing well, but if you ask her how great she is, she will just shake her head.

Some people may think that she is being modest, and some may think that she is pretentious, but she really has the habit of avoiding things.

What she heard most was: Why was you born?

What's the use of a girl?

Things that waste money are the bane of our family.

Like a curse, it trapped her in this corner.

"I'm just used to it."

Her voice was thin and soft, gliding over like a feather.

Wen Yunsheng seemed to sigh softly.

"You don't need to be like this. It's better to be more confident. You have to feel that you are worthy, then others will think you are worthy. Don't subconsciously deny yourself. For example, now, you don't need to lower your head. Talk to me, raise your head."

When she said the last sentence, her voice became slightly more serious, with a hint of non-negotiability.

Lin Zhujin was still afraid deep down, but he still sat up straighter, raised his head slightly and looked at him.

Just when she thought he was going to say something serious, he just smiled.

"That's good."

In the quiet carriage, her heartbeat was beating wildly. She didn't know how red her face was. The light outside the window was dim, but perhaps it was the scorching moonlight that made her see the light of her life.

The missing part in my heart seems to be filled up little by little.

She clenched her fists a little tighter, as if she mustered up a little courage, and handed the gift box in her hand to him, saying pleasantly, "It's a gift for you."

Wen Yunsheng's eyes fell on her slender, white knuckles. As soon as he got in the car, he noticed something in her hand, but he never thought it would be a gift from her to him.

"Did you buy it on purpose? It wasn't a spur of the moment decision?"

He asked this specifically, not knowing whether she wanted to give it to him because of what he just said or if she had chosen it for him from the beginning.

Lin Zhujin was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he spoke quickly.

"I just saw it today and thought it would suit you, but it's not something expensive and may not be suitable for your status. I hope you don't mind."

Wen Yunsheng's expression hesitated for a moment, but before she lowered her head, he reached out to take it.

"I don't mind, but you don't need to use honorifics when talking to me, or are you afraid of me?"

He actually wanted to say it a long time ago. In fact, there is no need to add "you" when talking to him. It really sounds strange.

"No, I'm not afraid of you."

I heard her change the word "you" and said "hmm" lightly.

Lin Zhujin looked at his bony fingers slowly opening the straps of the gift box.

Like treating a treasure with great care.

After opening the gift box, he picked it up with one hand and looked at it, then glanced at her and said, "Brooch?"

Lin Zhujin nodded.

Before she heard the next sentence, she saw him holding the brooch in his hand and handing it to her, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Would you mind fastening it for me? I don't have the habit of wearing brooches, and I don't know where to fasten it."

He spoke seriously and Lin Zhujin did not even have a doubt. When he took the brooch from his hand, he could even feel the warmth of his palm.

She was holding the brooch and was about to see how to fasten it when suddenly a bright light shone from above her head. He turned on the ceiling light to illuminate her. She raised her eyes and saw him very close to her.

Her eyelids flickered slightly, her hands slowed down, and her eyes slid down from his eyebrows.

She clearly saw the light and shadow on the bridge of his nose, which was more beautiful than the light and shadow in the world's famous paintings on display. Lin Zhujin swallowed, and finally took the brooch and prepared to pin it on his clothes on his chest.

Looking at the coat he was wearing, just as he was about to pin it on, Wen Yunsheng spoke again, "The material of the coat is not suitable for pinning a brooch. Pin it on the suit underneath."

Inside...

Suit on...

My heart skipped a beat, and I took a brief moment to digest the meaning of this sentence, swallowing softly in my throat.

The distance between the two people was close enough that he could smell his fresh scent.

After a few seconds, she raised her hand and carefully lifted up his coat. The suit jacket underneath was neatly ironed and looked tailor-made. It fit him perfectly, so tight that she felt difficult to get started.

Lin Zhujin even felt that he might accidentally hurt him.

Just in case, she carefully slipped her hand into his suit, leaving half a finger's distance. However, in this state, with her hand sandwiched between the shirt and the jacket, there was something vaguely ambiguous.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was his body temperature or her hand that was burning.

She thought this was a bit too intimate.

She even thought she could feel his hot heartbeat when her hand fell on the shirt material on his left chest.

Completely out of sync with her own heartbeat, his heartbeat was slow and steady, not chaotic like her own, like the continuous rain in the rainy season, falling without end.

During the whole process, Lin Zhujin felt that his breathing had stopped.

After buckling it, she carefully adjusted the position.

Seeing that there was no further adjustment needed, she let go of his hand and slowly moved the distance between them.

He swallowed and said, "Okay, take a look."

Wen Yunsheng paused, then smiled and said, "I can't see it, but your aesthetic taste should be correct."

After saying that, he turned off the ceiling light.

Lin Zhujin didn't say anything, but smiled slightly.

She suddenly found that although being with him was tense, she felt a transcendent sense of comfort.

Probably because he never hesitates to praise her.

Lin Zhujin likes this state.

The car was quiet for a moment before slowly stopping in front of a villa.

"Mr. Wen is here."

Wen Yunsheng responded, and said to Lin Zhujin with a sidelong glance: "Come down and play? Some friends, don't be nervous."

Although he didn't like this kind of scene very much, Lin Zhujin couldn't say no to his "invitation".

After getting off the car, she followed him closely. When she was about to enter the door, Lin Zhujin grabbed the corner of her clothes and asked in a low voice.

"Does that brooch need to be removed?"

If his friends saw him wearing such a simple brooch, should they ask him more questions? How would he explain it then?

It’s not that Aunt Shu’s brooch is bad, it just doesn’t seem to be suitable for such an occasion.

Wen Yunsheng didn't think there was anything wrong. He just lowered his eyes to take a look, then tugged at the hem of his clothes slightly to make it smoother.

The brooch was right in front of his heart. Looking at the position of the brooch, Lin Zhujin could even feel the scorching temperature where his knuckles had just penetrated.

He didn't take it off, he just said something.

"It's okay, just wear it, it looks good."