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

She took a few more sips, put the lid back on, and kept it in her hand.

She glanced out the window and it seemed that this was not the route to Tang Palace. Tang Palace was on the south side of the Huai River, and this side was on the north side. She looked outside and asked in a low voice.

"Where are we going now? It doesn't look like the route to Tang Palace."

"Not going to Tang Palace." He glanced at her sideways and said with a smile, "Let's go to your house."

Lin Zhujin still didn't quite understand what he meant, so he asked again, "Why are you coming to my house?"

At this point Lin Zhujin seemed to have understood something, and sure enough he heard him say it the next second.

"If you don't plan to separate, then I'll help you pack your things and move to Tang Palace."

From the beginning of preparing for marriage to now, Lin Zhujin seems to have never thought about this matter seriously, about living together, about becoming a real couple.

Although she said she would not resist, she still needed a period of adaptation.

After all, Yujin City was where Lin Zhujin had lived for a long time, so it took a bit of time to clean up.

Wen Yunsheng helped her, and she didn't take too many clothes from the bedroom. Wen Yunsheng said that he had prepared them for her in Tang Palace. Lin Zhujin didn't expect that he could prepare everything in this regard.

When Lin Zhujin went to the study, he picked out a few books that he often read before going to bed. When he was about to leave, he saw Wen Yunsheng seemed to be staring at the display cabinet over there.

Lin Zhujin suddenly thought of something, and hurried over, standing in front of him as if intentionally blocking something.

"These were all given to me by Wen Yuanshao before. I couldn't put them anywhere so I just put them in the cabinet. I was a bit busy recently and forgot about it. I'm not sorry for him..."

Lin Zhujin was in a hurry to explain himself, but the more he spoke, the more confused he became.

Suddenly, she heard the person in front of her smile, and raised his hand to gently rub her head.

"I don't think so. I just want to take a look. But don't bring these with you."

When he said the second half of the sentence, the curve of his mouth slowly dropped.

Lin Zhujin looked back at the medals she had placed in the display cabinet. There were gold and silver medals mixed together, and each one was the glory that Wen Yuanshao had once won.

At that time, she would accompany him to every city to participate in the competition without missing a single one.

The farthest one was the one in Sydney, the one in Wen Yuanshao's that almost had an accident, and the last one was the one that narrowly missed the mark and won the gold medal.

Lin Zhujin seemed to still remember the time when Wen Yuanshao was on the podium, smiling unrestrainedly and boldly, full of energy, and thanking the girl who was the most important to him in front of the camera.

Thinking about it now, it seems like a mirage.

It's particularly ironic.

She opened the display cabinet in front of her and took out all the medals inside along with several sets of jewelry. Wen Yunsheng watched her find a small box and put all the medals neatly into it.

Then he blocked the account with tape and turned to Wen Yunsheng.

"Please help me return it to him."

Those jewellery were his birthday present.

I thought it was precious and didn’t want to wear it before, but now I feel it’s a good thing I didn’t wear it.

Wen Yunsheng looked at it, hummed softly, and asked her again: "It's okay to keep it, put it here first. If I pass it on, he will guess our relationship. Besides, you can keep it as a reminder. These are all your past, aren't they?"

Lin Zhujin sat on the ground with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking. It took him a long while to speak.

"These things just remind me how stupid I was in the past."

Stupid enough to give your true heart to someone just because of a few words.

Wen Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief, placed one hand on the box and tapped it lightly a few times, then said lightly.

"I'm different from him."

"Wen Yuanshao is Wen Yuanshao. I am different from him."

He said it again with emphasis, as if he wanted her to understand something.

Lin Zhujin sat on the ground and looked at him, his eyes were as deep as the dark night.

He took two steps forward, stood in front of her, and extended a hand with a hint of concern.

"Get up, the ground is cold."

Lin Zhujin looked at his hand, and after just a second's pause, she put her hand on it.

The back of his palm was very large, with clear and beautiful joints, and he could cover her entire hand in his palm with just one clench.

In the moment of clenching his fist, he clenched it a little harder.

When she stood up, she exerted a little force on her palms. The warmth in her palms was like a fire burning on a winter night, making people want to immerse themselves in it forever.

He relaxed only after he stood firm. Lin Zhujin did not withdraw his hand, but he still felt that Wen Yunsheng loosened his hand first.

The heating temperature in the room seemed to be getting higher and higher. In addition to the heating, there seemed to be a lingering and charming atmosphere filling the room.

Lin Zhujin folded his collar and seemed to be able to breathe a little better.

"Well, I'm going to the bathroom to pack my toiletries, and I can leave soon."

"Are they a lot? If not, I'll take these down and put them in the car."

Lin Zhujin nodded, "Okay, then wait for me downstairs, I'll be there soon."

She didn't pack much, only two suitcases in total. She only took some close-fitting clothes that she was used to wearing, and didn't take much else.

There was no need for her to bring any toiletries. She had always kept her skin care routine simple, with just a bottle of essence and a bottle of cream, nothing else.

Before leaving, she cleaned out the refrigerator, made sure there was nothing left, and then turned off all the power.

After getting off, I saw Wen Yunsheng standing against the car door. There was a little bit of golden sunset glow remaining on the horizon, burning the sky into an intoxicating orange-red color.

Lin Zhujin picked up his phone and took a picture.

After taking the photo, I looked away and saw Wen Yunsheng standing there, looking at me.

Wen Yunsheng looked rare in his laziness, and when he smiled, she felt that the sunset she had just photographed was far less intoxicating than his smile.

She walked to the other side in two or three steps, opened the car door and got in.

Wen Yunsheng got in the car, fastened his seat belt, and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"All..."

"Hunan, Jiangxi, Jiangsu, and Guangdong are all fine. Pick one. Don't just pick any. Do you have anything you particularly like to eat?"

Lin Zhujin was about to say something when he interrupted her. She was about to say what she particularly liked.

Lin Zhujin really didn't know.

But if you want to eat something special.

"I feel like eating hot pot."

Lin Zhujin had just said it casually, but she didn't expect that he would actually take her to eat hotpot.

The atmosphere in the hot pot restaurant was noisy. Lin Zhoujin didn't like places that were too noisy, but hot pot restaurants were an exception.

Haidilao’s service has always been very good. Although there were only two of them, Wen Yunsheng still chose a private room.

It seemed that someone was celebrating a birthday in the scattered seats outside. The waiter came over and sang birthday songs with small speakers and light signs.

Lin Zhujin seemed to have forgotten when he celebrated his birthday.

In my memory, birthday doesn’t seem to be a very good word.

Her eyes darkened a little, and she followed Wen Yunsheng into the box.