After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Wen Jin's words pushed Shen Xunzhou's emotions to the bottom, and he reached out and pried open his palm.

She even pinched his palm provocatively.

"You know I'm just trying to vent my anger, but you insist on going against me, right?"

After saying that, he glanced at the people around him who were watching the show. Countless pairs of eyes were staring at them, some were watching, some were mocking, and some were trying to find out what was going on.

Wen Jin's mind was completely occupied by Song Jinzhi's two-timing.

In her previous life, she and Shen Xunzhou were clearly married, but Song Jinzhi sent him a list of eligible women in Nanyang with great fanfare.

That would have been bad enough, but he also placed a fictitious childhood sweetheart next to him.

While telling her to be generous, he took her home and hung around her from time to time.

When it comes to her, is that two-timing?

Wen Jin lightly brushed Shen Xunzhou's collar with her fingertips: "What I have done is nothing compared to Madam Shen?"

"You want to feel bad and I'll go and apologize?"

"Wen Jin," the man's dark eyes flashed with a subtle flame: "You know very well that this is not what I care about."

"What is that?" Wen Jin tilted his head, looking like he didn't quite understand. "Even if you don't care about this matter, what I did was caused by it. Do you want to settle accounts with me? Or do you want to drag me around and save face?"

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

The people who were watching the show were so frightened by the low pressure from Shen Xunzhou that they dared not breathe.

Wen Jin's words were like piecing together countless realities, and then condensing into sharp arrows that smashed towards him.

"I have been seriously considering a relationship between you and me, but... just you and me."

Neither the Shen family nor the Wen family.

In this life, she no longer wanted to live for anyone or for a family, she only wanted to live for herself.

..............

"Aren't you at the dinner party? Why are you here at this hour?"

Lin Xiao had just returned home from a shower and was standing in front of the stove cooking noodles.

When I heard the doorbell, I thought it was a neighbor.

"What are you doing? It smells so good!"

"It seems that it's not easy to participate in the activities of rich people. They actually leave you hungry."

Lin Xiao took out a pair of slippers and handed them to Wen Jin, then handed her the chopsticks in his hand: "Go and watch the pot in my kitchen, I'll get you some clothes to change into."

"Okay," Wen Jin, holding chopsticks in one hand and holding up the hem of her skirt with the other, walked towards Lin Xiao's kitchen, which was less than ten square meters, wearing a dress worth millions.

When Lin Xiao came out, he saw this scene and stopped suddenly.

The words "fairy descended to earth" flashed through my mind.

Wen Jin is a very contradictory person. She has the bearing of a noble lady, but also the confusion and bewilderment of a commoner. Once when she was chatting with Li Hui, the other party threw out three words to describe her: contradiction!

Struggle in contradictions and be redeemed in struggles.

Lin Xiao took out his cell phone and took a photo. The ceiling light was dim, the air was misty, the woman was in a million-dollar dress, and she was an enchanting beauty, each of which was a stunner.

"Give!"

"Pyjamas?" Wen Jin turned around and took a look: "Change your clothes, I'll leave in a moment."

"You're not sleeping here?"

"Go back and get your stuff."

"It's late at night, and I'm not in a hurry to go back to get my household registration booklet and get the marriage certificate with my man. If there's anything, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Wen Jin stared at her silently, his eyes never blinking.

Lin Xiao was shocked: "Don't tell me you're just going back to get your household registration booklet and get married with your man!"

Wen Jin blinked and nodded innocently.

Lin Xiao asked: "With whom?"

"Shen Xunzhou."

Lin Xiao: "Are you crazy? How good is Shen Xunzhou's skills? How many times did he sleep with you and you fell in love with him?"

"Or do you just like this kind of crazy boss?"

Wen Jin sighed, looked at Lin Xiao, and asked seriously: "Do you believe that people can be reborn?"

Bang——Lin Xiao’s legs went weak and he bumped into a chair beside him.

The pain brought her back to her senses instantly.

While touching his knees, he responded to Wen Jin's words: "Did you have a bad start in your last life? Do you want to start over again in this life?"

"You don't want to tell me that you married Shen Xunzhou in your previous life and he killed you, and you want to marry him in this life and then kill him, right?"

The doubt in Wen Jin's eyes flashed, but even so, he responded to Lin Xiao's words seriously: "That's what I think."

"In theory, the increase in the cost of trial and error will bring you a burden. In layman's terms, don't hang yourself on the same tree twice. In metaphysics, if he is your enemy, stay away from him."

keep away?

No.

There were so many mysteries, and she had so much more to figure out in her lifetime.

"I've received your suggestion," Wen Jin nodded and turned around to turn off the fire.

Lin Xiao knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he turned around and gave her a set of daily clothes.

After eating a bowl of noodles, my tired body and mind are relaxed.

She sat cross-legged on the solid wood dining chair.

Lin Xiao's house has two bedrooms, a living room, a small kitchen and a small bathroom, but the wooden decoration and lighting make it very cozy.

If you live in such a house with your lover, you will feel safe.

"What are you looking at?"

"Your house feels very safe."

Lin Xiao followed her gaze and looked around: "I envy your mansion, you envy my little home?"

"What's so good about a mansion? You can't even see what devil is underneath the cloak of prosperity."

"Do you know how many people have worked hard all their lives just for the life you have now?" Isn't it Wen Jin who is talking about being born with a silver spoon in his mouth and not knowing how to appreciate it?

Her life?

Her life was just a matter of living in a gorgeous house and gradually withering away.

"Let's go," Wen Jin put the dishes into the sink.

Go out with your cell phone.

Lin Xiao stopped him and said, "Wen Jin, I advise you to think twice."

"If you marry Shen Xunzhou, you will have to deal with the interpersonal relationships within a century-old family and the crazy bees and butterflies around him. Each of these will make you suffer."

"Then kill them all."

.............

At half past eleven, Wen Jin drove back to the Wen family.

Ever since Zhao Wan'er was hospitalized, Wen Mo and Wen Qiyun are basically the only ones left in the Wen family.

"Aren't you attending a charity dinner tonight?"

As Wen Jin entered the living room, Wen Mo came out of the study on the first floor with a book on international law in her hand.

"It's over," Wen Jin replied to her, then walked around her and went straight into the study on the first floor, rummaging through the cabinets looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

"Dad brought my household registration book back last time to handle the equity transfer and said he put it in the drawer. Did you see it?"

Wen Mo was a little panicked when she heard Wen Jin looking for her household registration book: "Why are you looking for your household registration book so late at night?"

"marry!"

Wen Mo was shocked: "With whom?"

Without waiting for Wen Jin's response, he continued to ask: "Don't tell me it's Shen Xunzhou?"

"Yeah," Wen Jin responded lazily, his hands still rummaging through the drawers.

"Are you crazy?" Wen Mo pulled Wen Jin's wrist away and grabbed her tightly: "Marry him and die again? Do you think your death in your previous life was caused by someone? It was your position and environment that pushed you to death step by step. Wen Jin, you will still be a love-brained person in your new life? Can the love-brained person be inherited from generation to generation?"