After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"Sister Jin, come on, come in quickly."

Shi Jinghong has always been a smiling tiger. He walked to the door, bowed his head and pulled Wen Jin into the house.

Li Hui leaned back in the chair, his cold and stern demeanor staring at Wen Jin. His head was wrapped in a white cloth, and it was obvious that his forehead had been cut open.

Wen Jin's gaze swept over Li Hui and then slowly retracted.

"Is something wrong?"

"Just, let's have a meal together, nothing else."

"Tsk..." Li Hui sneered from the position opposite the door: "The organization asked me to apologize to you."

Wen Jin thought to himself, he knew that none of these people were good.

Zhou Shan pretends to be a pig to eat the tiger.

Shi Jinghong is a smiling tiger.

Li Hui is a dangerous person hiding on the edge of violent temper.

As for Zhou Ying, when disaster strikes, he will definitely be the first person to stab her with the back of the knife without making any noise.

"I dare not. Mr. Li is now our Wen family's savior. Don't even think about drugging me. I'll give him my arms and legs!"

Li Hui replied lazily to Wen Jin lightly.

The man gritted his teeth and said, "It's good that you know."

"So, since an apology is not necessary, I can leave now?"

Bang——Li Hui threw the phone in his hand onto the table, and the loud noise stopped Wen Jin's actions.

Wen Jin turned around slowly: "What advice do you have, Mr. Li?"

"Miss Wen has to eat this meal even if she doesn't want to."

Wen Jin understood, nodded, and calmly pulled out a chair and sat down: "I see, it's the sponsor!"

As Wen Jin pulled out a chair and sat down, the atmosphere in the box became still for a moment.

Zhou Shan awkwardly tried to smooth things over: "We all know each other, don't make it so awkward!"

"That's right," Shi Jinghong picked up the teapot and poured water for Wen Jin.

"Free tea? Since Miss Wen said that I'm your financial sponsor, shouldn't you show some sincerity?" Li Hui said sarcastically.

Wen Jin nodded, picked up the decanter beside him, and poured white wine into his glass: "Of course."

"This........is not necessary. Why should we drink among ourselves?" Shi Jinghong winked at Li Hui frantically.

Advise him to stop.

When Shen Xunzhou found out about this, it was no longer just a matter of the brain.

"That's right! It's not good for girls to drink too much," Zhou Shan took the wine glass from Wen Jin's hand.

The waiters served the dishes one after another.

There are five people, but not even one of them can hold back his fart.

Wen Jin was too lazy to speak and just lowered his head to eat.

The purpose is unclear, so stay still.

Halfway through the dinner, Wen Jin was about to go to the bathroom, and Shi Jinghong stood up and followed her out.

"What is this, Mr. Shi?"

"Let me show you the way."

"When did we become the same gender?"

"It's on the way anyway," Shi Jinghong said nonchalantly.

Wen Jin stopped and stood beside the flowerbed, saying, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Well... I just want to set you up with the Li Society and make peace."

"What about Li Hui? Although his methods are a bit cruel, he has no bad intentions."

Wen Jin thought, he didn't drug her with bad intentions, but wanted her to die?

She remained calm and waited for Shi Jinghong to continue.

"To be honest, the Wen family has this problem. Even if everyone wants to help, they can't. It's an internal problem and the future is uncertain. Even if the Wen family applies for a loan from Hengzheng, it is inevitable that it will not be approved. Not to mention the unqualified process, they can't pass the risk assessment. For the sake of justice, Shen Xunzhou, as a member of the Shen family's management, cannot open this backdoor for you. This is his bottom line as a businessman."

"But privately, he has you in his heart. After a round of selection, he put forward Li Hui as the best choice, who can help your family solve the urgent problem to the greatest extent. But Li Hui is a person with an extreme personality, so he would do such a thing to you."

"Xun Zhou found out yesterday that he had drugged you, so he came to your house and chopped off your head. I organized this event today mainly to have a group dinner with everyone."

"In order to avoid making things too embarrassing, Xun Zhou will be caught in the middle and it will be difficult. Not to mention, your Wen family's affairs will also be affected."

"Sister Jin, personal emotions should come after economic interests. I'm sure you understand that."

In the last sentence, Shi Jinghong almost pointed it out directly.

The survival of the family business must be compared with your current little emotions. You have to decide for yourself which one is more serious.

Of course Wen Jin understood.

Having lived two lifetimes, how many people have he seen who swallowed their humiliation and came to Shen Xunzhou for help?

"What Shi Shao said is true."

"It's best that you think so," Shi Jinghong nodded. He stared at Wen Jin and always felt that the person in front of him was different from before. Although he was still Wen Jin's appearance, his core was very different.

How could the previous Wen Jin understand what was said to her?

Wen Jin turned and went to the bathroom.

Shi Jinghong suddenly called her: "Wen Jin."

She looked back slowly. The warm yellow light in the yard shone through the swaying bamboo shadows and fell on her face, making her look dim and unclear.

Like a goddess from the nine heavens falling into the mortal world.

False and unreal.

"Did something happen to you that we don't know about?"

"Shi Shao, do you know what the two things men like to do most are?"

Shi Jinghong: "To force a good woman into prostitution, and to persuade a prostitute to become a good woman?"

"Yes," Wen Jin responded, his eyes cold and indifferent: "I don't need a savior. If you feel sorry for me, just give me money. I won't mind if it's too little."

"You people, you say you feel sorry for me, you think I'm cheap in your heart, and you think I'm vulgar in your actions. I see it clearly."

Shi Jinghong was so upset by her few words that he couldn't find the right words to refute her for a while.

Until a sneer sounded behind him: "For thousands of years, from ancient times to the present, a mother's status is due to her son, and a wife's status is due to her husband. This is the cycle of history. We feel sorry for you, and think you are lowly and vulgar. The essence of this is that it comes from the position you hold in Shen Xunzhou's heart, Wen Jin..."

Li Hui lit up the ash of his cigarette and said bluntly and coldly: "It's not the position a man holds among other men that determines your position, but the position you hold in a man's heart that determines your position among other men."

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

On the way back.

Wen Jin leaned in the back seat of the taxi, his eyes fixed on the neon lights outside the window.

The originally bright lights gradually turned into dandelions.

Wen Jin raised her hand and found that she was in tears.

"What position you hold in a man's heart is what position you hold in the crowd"

Frank and heartbreaking.

Therefore, the reason why she was trampled upon by others in her previous life was all because Shen Xunzhou didn't have her in his heart.

And this question was only answered in this life.

She slowly lowered her head, clutching her heart, feeling so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.

Seeing this, the taxi driver asked with concern: "Girl, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Wen Jin covered his lips, coughed twice, and said, "No need," and just let him pull over.

I just got off the bus and sat hunched over at the bus stop near my home. When the air rushed in from all directions, I slowly felt better.

He raised his head, as if struggling hard to repair his broken self.

Suddenly, a hand holding a bottle of mineral water was handed to me.