After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Wen Jin slowly opened his eyes and looked.

Seeing Jiang Zhihe standing beside him, he was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Zhihe pointed to the coffee shop across the street: "Night shift."

As he said this, he handed the water in his hand towards her.

Wen Jin took it, said thank you, unscrewed the bottle and drank most of it.

"There's a night shift at the cafe?"

"What happened to you?"

The two asked in unison.

Jiang Zhihe waited carefully for her to swallow the water before speaking.

"Some small things," Wen Jin responded to him, and then asked, "Does the cafe still have night shifts?"

"Yeah, 24-hour cafe."

Wen Jin looked at the seat next to him, moved to the side, and motioned for him to sit down: "Why are you appearing everywhere like an NPC?"

Jiang Zhihe looked at her, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"I have to go back."

"Go! I'm leaving too."

It’s still three stops and half an hour to walk back from here.

Jiang Zhihe returned to the cafe, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watched Wen Jin walk forward, and silently noted the direction she left.

At ten o'clock, Wen Jin dragged his tired soul and prepared to leave the elevator.

The first thing I smelled was a thick smell of smoke.

Subconsciously, various fragments of the murderer appeared in his mind one after another, and Wen Jin did not dare to go out.

My hair stood on end and I pressed the elevator button, ready to go downstairs.

As the elevator door gradually closed, a large hand emerged from the gap: "Wen Jin, it's me."

Shen Xunzhou.

The elevator door was propped open and the man's hand fell on the door frame.

He looked at her and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to scare you."

"Why are you here?" Wen Jin came out of the elevator and saw cigarette butts all over the floor. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

I never saw him smoking in my previous life!

"I heard that you met with Li Hui. I was a little worried, so I came to see you."

Wen Jin pointed to the cigarette butt on the ground: "Is this how you worry about people?"

"No," he explained patiently, "I'm a little tired and want to smoke a cigarette to refresh myself."

Wen Jin pursed his lips and said nothing, because he did look very tired.

She opened the door and entered the house. Shen Xunzhou was standing at the door without moving, looking as pitiful as a puppy thrown out by its owner.

Looking back, I was a little dazed by the man's unblinking gaze.

She seemed to be bewitched by drugs: "Come in and sit down?"

"Okay," he responded very quickly, as if he was worried that Wen Jin would change his mind in the next second.

The reason why Wen Jin spoke up was because every time Shen Xunzhou sent him back, he would stand at the door and not go in, which was a sense of boundary.

Only when people give others the appearance of being very honest and well-behaved can they test others further.

“No men’s slippers.”

"I'll just go barefoot."

Wen Jin nodded: "What to drink?"

"Is there any coffee?" He remembered that Shi Jinghong had a coffee machine here, and making coffee took some time, which could extend the time he spent with Wen Jin.

"Hold on."

The sound of grinding beans from the fully automatic coffee machine was heard, and Shen Xunzhou sat on the sofa and looked around the room.

Clean and tidy, without any unnecessary clutter.

It was completely different from her previous lifestyle.

The fragrant coffee was placed on the coffee table in front of him. Shen Xunzhou asked, "Will Li Hui embarrass you?"

"No."

"You don't look very well."

"It's normal. Although they didn't make things difficult for me, they told me some things that benefited me a lot."

Shen Xunzhou had a bad feeling in his heart: "What are you talking about?"

Wen Jin looked at Shen Xunzhou and spoke word by word: "Whatever position you hold in a man's heart, that's how I hold myself among people."

Shen Xunzhou was shocked.

Wen Jin continued, "Your friends trample on me and mistreat me, not only because I am not from your circle, but more importantly, it is because you give them the confidence."

"That's nonsense," Shen Xunzhou felt so distressed that he could hardly breathe, and reached out to grab Wen Jin's arm.

But was avoided.

"Isn't it?"

The man said with certainty: "No."

"Then will you marry me?"

Shen Xunzhou's answer remained the same as always: "Not now."

"Why not now?" Wen Jin asked aggressively.

"I'm too busy now. Even if I marry you, I won't have time to accompany you. If I leave you alone at home, you will feel that I don't love you. Over time, cracks will appear in our relationship..."

and so!

Is he avoiding regrets from his past life?

Could it be that... Shen Xunzhou was also reborn?

"When is our anniversary?"

Shen Xunzhou's back tightened, and he looked at Wen Jin with some confusion: "What wedding anniversary?"

Wen Jin, who was sitting on the sofa with her back straight, slowly breathed a sigh of relief because of Shen Xunzhou's words. Fortunately! Fortunately it wasn't, otherwise she would never be able to escape in this life.

"The coffee is cold," Wen Jin avoided the subject.

Shen Xunzhou picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee: "I will take care of the matter with the Li Association, don't worry too much."

"Boss Shen is so busy, do you still have time to deal with these little things of mine?"

"Your affairs are all important to me."

Wen Jin remained silent.

Shen Xunzhou tried hard to find topics to resolve the awkwardness between the two of them. After all, Wen Jin didn't avoid him, and the time they had to sit together and chat calmly was really pitifully short.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"kindness."

"Li Hui has arranged for you to sign the contract."

"I haven't said it yet."

Shen Xunzhou nodded, his slender fingertips slowly stroking the coffee cup in his hand.

“If you…knock knock knock….”

Before Wen Jin could finish his sentence, "If you're busy, you can leave early," the door rang.

I walked over and opened the door, and saw a man in a suit standing at the door.

Never seen it before.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Miss Wen, I'm President Ling's secretary. Mrs. Ling made some soup for me to bring to you."

Wen Jin:............

"Miss Wen, please accept the old man's kindness," the other party probably saw that Wen Jin was about to refuse, and spoke quickly.

Wen Jin sighed helplessly.

Just as she was about to reach out to take it, a big hand came over from behind and stopped her.

Shen Xunzhou stood behind her, his masculine aura enveloping her.

Strong and domineering with a sense of security.

"Go back and tell your boss Ling that if you want soup, we will make it ourselves."

"Don't think about things that are not yours."

The secretary was stunned!!!!

day!!!!

Mr. Shen from Shen Group???

What's their relationship?

Bang————The door was closed. Shen Xunzhou glanced down at Wen Jin, his heart was boiling with anger, but he didn't dare to flare up.

What flashed through my mind was the scene of Wen Jin kissing someone in the hotel.

After a long period of forbearance, he sighed: "He is not suitable for you."

Wen Jin deliberately asked: "Who is suitable then?"