RPAGF Chapter 211: Mr. Ling no longer wants to date Wen Jin? Is he falling in love with someone else?
Chapter 211: Mr. Ling no longer wants to date Wen Jin? Is he falling in love with someone else?
"A hero saving a beautiful girl?" Li Hui looked as if he had heard something. His eyes fell on Ling Jibai: "Boss Ling is no longer interested in Wen Jin? Is he falling in love with someone else?"
When Ling Jibai heard what Li Hui said, he glanced at Shen Xunzhou with a carefree look, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Boss Shen is watching closely, it's hard to deal with!"
Li Hui: ????
Shen Xunzhou sneered, and glanced at Ling Jibai, hinting: "How is Mr. Ling's project in Yu City going?"
"Thanks to Mr. Shen, the trouble is not small."
The matter had been settled, but I received a phone call last night saying that someone was behind it and it would be difficult to end.
Ling Jibai knew who it was without even thinking.
Every time his hand reached out to Wen Jin.
Shen Xunzhou never does anything.
Whenever Yang Chuan encountered such a situation, he would sigh and advise him to stay away from Wen Jin.
The Nanyang circle is not big, and people are still talking about what happened in Singapore last time.
In addition, Mr. Shen's mind is as sharp as a needle hole.
Most people can’t bear it.
"Boss Ling is very capable, so this little trouble should be no problem for him," Shen Xunzhou said meaningfully.
He moved his eyes away from Li Hui and turned into the courtyard.
Ling Jibai was left standing there alone, laughing helplessly.
Yang Chuan rolled his eyes: "Boss, it's not appropriate to laugh at this time!"
"Stay away from Miss Wen from now on. Although the matter was resolved in the end, we also wasted a lot of time."
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Wen Jin and Lin Xiao came out of the mall. Seeing that the weather was good today, they walked along the boulevard to the roadside.
We were chatting in good spirits.
"A new art museum has opened. Would you like to go in and take a look? It can also help you find some inspiration." Lin Xiao pulled Wen Jin in.
The two stopped in front of the oil painting in the hall and looked at it.
A loud voice of "Mrs. Shen" behind him attracted Lin Xiao's attention. When he saw the person at the door, Lin Xiao nudged Wen Jin and motioned her to look.
Wen Jin glanced back and saw Song Jinzhi standing at the door, followed by the housekeeper.
Wearing a well-fitting cheongsam, she looks wealthy and elegant.
The two looked at each other, and Wen Jin slowly withdrew his gaze.
The Shen family has countless social interactions every year, and all kinds of famous toys, calligraphy and paintings, high-end tea, and jewelry are bought one by one by Song Jin from the auction house.
In her previous life, after Wen Jin married Shen Xunzhou, she took on this job.
Every once in a while, people from the auction house would come to her house with a tablet to show her the latest antiques, calligraphy and paintings that had arrived.
There would also be special tea merchants who would come to her house with the best tea for her to taste.
Okay, put it in the Shen family’s gift room.
If it’s not good, reject it.
This work is tedious and extremely time-consuming.
But Song Jinzhi has been able to do the same thing day after day for more than 20 years.
It would be a lie to say I don’t admire you.
"Miss Wen, our mistress wants you to come upstairs for a chat," Wen Jin hadn't come back to her senses when the voice of the Shen family's housekeeper sounded behind her.
She glanced at Lin Xiao.
The latter motioned for her to go.
There is a cafe specifically for VIPs on the second floor of the art museum.
When Wen Jin went upstairs, the person in charge of the art museum was placing a thick booklet on the table.
"I'll call you later if I need anything. I have something to talk to Miss Wen first." Song Jinzhi dismissed the people from the art museum.
"What would Miss Wen like to drink?"
"Latte, thank you," Wen Jin responded to the waiter and pulled out a chair and sat down.
Song Jinzhi looked at her, and neither of them showed any intention of speaking.
Shen Xunzhou's decision to act first and report later left her no chance to intervene.
Wait until the coffee is served.
The tense mood on Song Jinzhi's face slowly dissipated, and he pushed the tablet next to him towards Wen Jin: "Miss Wen, please choose a few pieces."
Wen Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at the tablet, sneering in his heart. This scene was exactly the same as in his previous life.
Let her choose, and then criticize her taste after she makes her choice.
Then I specially found a teacher from the art museum to give her lessons at home.
She was forced to follow her path.
She has lived her entire life in the framework of the young lady of the Shen family.
Wen Jin pushed the tablet next to him back and said, "My vision is not good. It's better for Madam Shen to do this kind of thing herself."
Song Jinzhi looked at the tablet that was pushed back, and his fingertips holding the coffee cup trembled slightly.
From her perspective, what she pushed forward was her own dignity and the attitude of bowing her head and seeking peace.
But what Wen Jin pushed back was a blatant rejection.
Even if she accepted the tablet and ordered two items at random at this moment, the atmosphere between them would not be so stiff.
"The coffee is good, but the cup is not very nice," Song Jinzhi picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, saying this meaningfully.
He pointed out the situation between him and Shen Xunzhou in both explicit and implicit ways.
The marriage is good, but the place to live is a bit bad.
Didn't you tell them to move back to the Shen family?
Wen Jin smiled faintly, took a sip of coffee, and said in a rather indifferent tone: "The uses of pots, pans, and bowls are not much different."
It doesn’t matter where you live!
I told you to let your son marry into my wife's family.
The atmosphere between the two was tense, and the manager of the art museum was waiting outside, not daring to say a word.
At the last moment, Wen Jin's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and forgot to look at Song Jinzhi: "Mrs. Shen, please sit down. I have something to do and will leave first."
Just as she was about to step out of the door, Wen Jin answered the phone.
Shen Xunzhou asked from the other side: "Where is it?"
"Art Museum."
Mr. Shen: "With whom?"
Wen Jin: "Follow your mother!"
Shen Xunzhou:............
Wen Jin left the art gallery, the autumn wind with a slight heat wave blowing in her face. Before she could find Lin Xiao, the man beside her sighed softly, his tone helpless and humble: "Did I make you angry?"
"What did you have delivered this morning?" Wen Jin asked her coldly.
Mr. Shen chuckled at the side. Perhaps there was someone beside him. He walked away with his phone, and the noise disappeared: "It's a must-have for couples' fun."
Wen Jin thought, it must be your uncle...
"Hang up," I wasn't in the mood to argue with him.
"Xiao Jin," Shen Xunzhou was worried that she would hang up the phone, so he quickly called out, "You haven't told me who you are with in the art museum."
"You're not going to say it anymore? Your mother!" Wen Jin snorted, "You don't think I'm scolding you, do you?"
Shen Xunzhou:..............“Very similar!”
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At half past seven, Wen Jin left Lin Xiao's house and prepared to return to Qiufengyuan.
When Wen Qiyun returned home from a business trip, he learned that Fang Kai's problem had not been resolved.
Call her back to the Wen family.
When she took a taxi to the Wen family villa, she happened to see Wen Mo coming downstairs with a thick script.
"You want to enter the entertainment industry?"
Wen Mo hummed: "I have an idea."
"Take a path that you haven't taken in your previous life?" As soon as Wen Jin finished speaking, Wen Mo glanced behind him in panic, as if to confirm that Wen Qiyun didn't hear the conversation.
"I'm not you. I won't do the same stupid thing as you did before."