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

"You can't get it in this lifetime. You are more certain than me. Why? You are Lin Zhujin? You know better than her? You probably don't know? Zhujin used to..."

"Did she love you very much in the past? Or was she very good to you in the past? Or did she never complain no matter how you treated her in the past?"

Yun Jiao asked several questions in a row, leaving Wen Yuanshao stunned.

She didn't continue talking. The car had been driven out for a while and she wouldn't see any acquaintances at this moment. She put one hand on the car door handle and said lightly.

"You also said that, that was in the past. You will know soon whether you can get it or not."

After saying that, she moved her hand on the door handle, opened the car door, turned around and got out.

Without saying a word, she got out of the car gracefully, turned around and walked back, going in the opposite direction of Wen Yuanshao.

It was not until he returned home that Wen Yuanshao understood what Yun Jiao meant.

Seeing the anger on Wen Yuanshao's face, the housekeeper said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, young master. This package arrived a few days ago, but since you were not home during those days, it was difficult to pass it to you. Later, I gave it to the servant to wait for you to come back. Who knew that she was so busy that she forgot the time and only remembered the package now. Please check if it is something important."

The housekeeper actually knew that it was not an important package, otherwise Wen Yuanshao would not have gone without noticing that there was a package missing for so long.

But Wen Yuanshao was still very angry, and no one in the family dared to say a word until Wenqin came back.

Wenqin was curious about what had happened, but when she looked into Wen Yuanshao's room, she saw well-packaged medals and jewelry all over the floor.

In the past, whenever Wen Yuanshao sent something, Wenqin would usually be watching and giving advice.

She was naturally familiar with these things, and she also knew Lin Zhujin's intention of returning these things, but she still couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks.

"What? Was it returned?"

Wen Qin leaned against the door frame and glanced at him. Wen Yuanshao looked extremely miserable now. It was the first time she saw such an expression on his face, and she found it a little strange.

"I'm your son, there's no need to mock me like this, right?"

Wen Yuanshao glanced at her and threw aside what he was holding.

The floor was littered with gift boxes, as well as scattered bubble wrap and medals.

Lin Zhujin was even kind enough to pack all the medals intact before sending them over.

It was as if she was afraid that if there was something wrong with these things, he would go after her to settle the score.

Now he didn't even have an excuse to talk to Lin Zhujin about these things.

Wen Qin looked at Wen Yuanshao's dejected appearance and shook her head. Just as she was about to leave, she stopped and said something.

"You are courting death."

Only after saying this did she feel a little relieved. It is said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but Wen Yuanshao is her own son, and she knows him very well. She is afraid that she will not be able to enjoy any blessings in this life. As long as this grandson's troubles do not involve her, she will be satisfied.

After hearing this, Wen Yuanshao propped himself up and just as he turned around to say something, he found that the man had disappeared.

I was so angry that I couldn't even speak, and looking at the mess on the ground made me even more annoyed.

He just couldn't believe that he couldn't get this person back. He just didn't believe that Lin Zhujin was really so heartless.

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Because of Wen Yuanshao's matter, Lin Zhujin has not had the heart to go out these two days.

One was what happened in the dance troupe that day; the other was that Wen Yuanshao had called him four or five times in the past two days.

Even some mutual friends were not spared.

At first I would decline for the sake of my friend’s face, but later I just ignored them all.

The matter of Shining Bank has been put on hold for the time being, since the things won’t run away if they are just kept there.

After resting at home for two days, when Lin Zhujin was just thinking about going out for a walk, he received another call.

When Lin Zhujin saw the caller ID, he was still half asleep. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar call, he felt like it was from Wen Yuanshao, but he was worried that it was an important call.

It's not right to answer it right away.

Just when I was about to hang up, I swiped my finger and the call was connected.

Fortunately, this does not belong to Wen Yuanshao, but to the property management of Yu Jincheng.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Lin Zhoujin?"

"I'm."

Lin Zhujin was in a daze, wondering if he had not paid the property management fee, but he quickly dismissed the thought. This year's property management fee had not yet come due, so that shouldn't be the problem.

The person on the other end of the phone said something very politely.

"It's like this, Miss Lin. I want to ask if you have time to come back recently?"

"Is something wrong?"

The property manager was embarrassed to speak, "It's like this. Someone has been sending you flowers these days, but you haven't come back, so they left them at the courier pick-up point downstairs. Now the courier point is full of flowers, and it's difficult for us to deal with them. I wanted to ask if it would be convenient for you to come back and deal with them?"

Lin Zhujin scratched his head and suddenly felt a headache. He knew who did it after thinking about it.

She sighed and then spoke in an apologetic tone.

"I'm sorry to trouble you. The thing is, I probably won't be back in the near future, and I don't need these flowers. You can just dispose of them. You can leave them downstairs for people to pick up or throw them away."

Lin Zhujin would just throw the flowers away when she got back, so it would be better for her to ask the property management to help deal with it. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time for her to go and throw away the flowers.

After hearing her say this, the property management had no choice but to agree. After all, this was the owner's request, and they just had to do it.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhujin breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the property of Yu Jincheng is pretty good.

After hanging up the phone, she stuffed the phone under her pillow, turned over, and was about to go back to sleep when she heard a low, sleepy voice above her head.

"Who calls you so early in the morning?"

Lin Zhujin snuggled into his arms, squinted her eyes and looked up at Wen Yunsheng. He still had his eyes closed, probably because he was woken up by her phone call just now.

"From Yujincheng Property Management."

She muttered quietly, and Wen Yunsheng frowned, "Is there something wrong with the house over there?"

Lin Zhujin felt even sleepier as he listened to him. He yawned and said, "Wen Yuanshao is like crazy and sends flowers every day. The property management asked me how to deal with it."

Perhaps it was because he heard Wen Yuanshao's voice that he became a little more sober. He reached out and hugged the person in his arms tighter, resting his chin on her forehead, and asked quietly.

"Hmm? So how did you handle it?"

Lin Zhujin was really sleepy and couldn't speak. After a long while, he spoke as if he was talking in his sleep.

He said two words, "Lost."

Hearing this, Wen Yunsheng smiled, lowered his eyes and kissed her on the forehead.

Then a voice fell, "Be good."