Chapter 3, Everyone knows I love you (3)

Lin Jiayue's expression turned unpleasant, and she fell silent

Wen Xin maintained a cold expression, not even glancing at him, and with her delicate fingers pointed towards the door: "I have nothing to say to you"

I said, Miss Wen, since you have already exposed everything about yourself, why bother running so far away?

In one month, she will graduate; in one month, her university life will come to an end; in one month, she may never see Lin Jiayue again. Wenxin couldn't help but sigh, her expression filled with worry. Regardless, that was the youth she once blossomed in.

Wenxin has always had a cheerful and carefree personality since childhood, while Wenwan is more reserved. Whenever Wenxin is at home, there is a constant noise, and even Wen's parents have remarked that perhaps no one will be able to tolerate Wenxin's personality in the future. Wenwan patted her shoulder and smiled gently: "Alright, I was just joking. Since you have decided to let go of certain things, don't dwell on them anymore. You will graduate in a month. Since you are not planning to go abroad, you should look for a job here in the country. Have you thought about what you want to do?"

In the past, when Lin Jiayue said she was heartless and shameless, Wen Xin felt it was nothing, and instead, there was a hint of sweetness in her heart, much like a wife playfully tugging at her husband's ear and saying "you silly man." But now, this phrase sounds increasingly harsh, and her anger rises sharply: "This is who I am, I am heartless and shameless, and that is why I have liked you for so many years!"

"Have you finished speaking? Can I leave now?" Wen Xin furrowed her brows, feeling a sense of desolation and frustration in her heart. When did they become like this? She hardly wanted to stay even a moment longer

Wen Xin blushed and said, "I couldn't help it for a moment..."

"You can't go to the United States, what are your plans for the future?" Lin Jiayue looked down at her with crossed arms.

Wen Xin threw herself onto the soft sofa, hugging a pillow and sighed deeply: "It's over!"

Lin Jiayue's expression seemed to be enduring her, and then he took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, crouched down, and began to wipe the scraped skin on her knee. Wenxin took a step back just as he was about to touch her. Lin Jiayue was not angry; he stubbornly held her calf with one hand while using the other to wipe it. "Wenxin, how long have we known each other?"

Since childhood, Wen Nuan has been taking care of Wen Xin in the role of a very disciplined older sister. Wen Nuan is very obedient and always seeks the opinions of their parents, Wen Ba and Wen Ma, before making any decisions. In contrast, Wen Xin is more rebellious, doing everything according to her own heart and in a very carefree manner. After thinking seriously, Wen Xin realizes that she seems to have no particular job she truly wants to pursue

Wenxin suddenly sprang up from the sofa, "What is he here for?"

Lu Yunshen raised an eyebrow: "No need, you cannot afford it."

Wenxin lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, casually saying: "Finding a job, getting married, having children, just go on living as one should."

Wen Nuan looked at her very seriously and then said: "The chatterbox is suited for a life of solitude, because being a chatterbox means she won't feel lonely even when she is by herself"

Then who am I suitable to be with? And when have I ever been a chatterbox?

Wen Xin let out a cold laugh twice: "Haven't I always been like this? Why didn't you come earlier? Why are you only now finding it intolerable?"

When she was in elementary school, her homeroom teacher patted her cute little head and said, "Wenxin, come to my office to talk." She happily followed along, only to be punished by standing in the office for an entire afternoon under the pretext of copying a classmate's homework. As she grew a little older, if her father said to her, "Wenxin, come to the study to talk," it meant that her feelings for Lin Jiayue had been discovered, or that her poor grades in the final exam had led the homeroom teacher to call her father to complain about her early romance affecting her studies. Each time this phrase was uttered, it never led to anything good. Now, Lin Jiayue wants to talk to her; what could they possibly discuss? Is it about breaking off their friendship?

Chen Hao's face turned red, and his speech became somewhat hesitant: "No... it's not... what I mean is..." Before he could finish, Deng Jiuyou pressed him aggressively: "What is it? Then tell me what you mean? Can't say it? Just admit it openly, who can say anything to you!"

Wen Xin felt somewhat unwilling, after all, it was a man she had liked for seven years. "Why are we not suitable for each other?"

Deng Jiuyou scoffed and said, "Do you think those big-breasted, brainless women who speak in a cutesy tone are ladies? You think I can't do that? I just can't be bothered to pretend. Oh... it seems all men are the same; you like that kind of woman, don't you?" Deng Jiuyou leaned in close to his ear, her breath fragrant, and then let out a soft, cutesy, "Hmm?"

After a while, Chen Hao looked at the two of them, hesitating to speak, his expression very conflicted. Deng Jiuyou kicked him with her high heels and said, "What's wrong with you? You look like you've eaten something disgusting?" Chen Hao replied with a frown, "Deng Jiuyou, can you speak more politely as a girl? Always talking about disgusting things, not ladylike at all!"

He gave her a warm glance and said, "How are you going to support this pig of yours?"

He immediately spread his hands and said with utmost sincerity: "Believe me, a confident woman is the most beautiful!"

Wen Xin undoubtedly belongs to the category of being attractive; however, she usually does not care much about her appearance, which makes her seem less outstanding in the presence of so many beauties at University A. Deng Jiu Jiu has become accustomed to teasing her, and Wen Xin has simply decided to let it go, becoming even lazier in taking care of herself

In the dim light of the night, Wenxin walked alone on the bustling street, surrounded by the incessant flow of traffic and the flickering neon lights in the city. Unfortunately, during her four years at University A, she had never truly enjoyed the scenery here, as she spent almost every day revolving around Lin Jiayue, constantly talking about him. Over these four years, it seemed she had missed out on many beautiful scenes of nature's cycles, from the flourishing of spring to the harvest of autumn, and from the warmth of summer to the chill of winter.

Wen Xin walked aimlessly until her calves began to ache, at which point she hailed a taxi: "Yinfeng Huayuan, thank you."

Once again, that expression; Lu Yunshen looked at her with a face that resembled someone observing a lunatic.

Wen Xin has a stunningly beautiful sister named Wen Nuan, who works as an executive at the Silver Prosperity Building in City A

Wen Xin opened the door and entered. Wen Nuan was applying a face mask while writing a report. She glanced up at her and asked, "What’s wrong? Did you have a quarrel with Lin Jiayue?"

Fortune-telling is much easier to earn money from than what you do, and with a bit of eloquence, just a few casual remarks are far less demanding than your job! What difference is there between your situation and that of someone who has the mindset of selling drugs but only makes money from selling cabbage?

Miss Talkative and Mr. Dimwit, you are simply not in each other's world

Wen Nuan finally closed the case at hand and walked towards her: "I have advised you hundreds of times, and only now do you understand. Fortunately, it is not too late. You two are not suitable for each other; it is better to break up sooner rather than later"

Wenxin returned to the private room, and Deng Jiuyou was already awake. Seeing her come back in such a dirty and disheveled state, with a peculiar smell about her.

Wen Xin pointed at the stains all over her body, her face filled with sorrow, and said: "If I confront him like this, I lack confidence... Can you allow me to go back, put on some makeup, and dress up beautifully before I confront him?"

Your family's cabbage is really expensive. Let's get to the point, what happened with Lin Jiayue?

Wen Xin did not respond, lowering her head in an attempt to break free. At that moment, Lin Jiayue's phone rang, and on the flashing screen was a close-up photo of him with Song Qingyu. In the picture, Song Qingyu was pouting, her lips pressed against the side of his face. Although Lin Jiayue's expression was neutral, the tenderness in his eyes had already permeated the entire photo. Wen Xin felt a sharp pang in her heart, her eyes stinging with unshed tears.

Lin Jiayue's gaze darkened, seemingly losing patience, as he strode directly towards her, pulling her hand, which was still raised in the air, outward. Wen Xin lost her balance and stumbled slightly as he yanked her, her kneecap colliding directly with the sharp corner of the coffee table. She did not scream or grimace, only letting out a muffled groan. Looking down, Wen Xin saw that her knee was scraped. Was she really in such a hurry to take revenge for Song Qingyu? she silently pondered. Deng Jiuyou stood up, wanting to pull her back, but Chen Hao quickly stopped her, saying, "It's best if you don't meddle in their affairs." Wen Xin looked down again, seeing the scrape on her knee, and thought to herself, Was she really in such a hurry to take revenge for Song Qingyu? Deng Jiuyou stood up, wanting to pull her back, but Chen Hao quickly stopped her, saying, "It's best if you don't meddle in their affairs."

Chen Hao innocently shook his head, thinking, what the heck! Lin Jiayue had merely called him to ask if Wen Xin was with him, and then said he would come over later. The problem is, he doesn't know whether Lin Jiayue is coming alone or with Song Qingyu. If he comes with Song Qingyu, then they are all in for a tough night!

Wenxin showed no particular emotion, merely responding with a faint "oh".

The meaning of this statement seems to echo Wenxin's previous remark, with a tone that exudes a certain prideful spirit of "you cannot afford to support me"

... ...

When were you together?" Wen Nuan mercilessly pierced through.

Wen Xin turned to the bewildered Chen Hao

Lin Jiayue was momentarily taken aback, furrowed her brows, and said sternly: "Is it not possible to speak properly? Why must it be so aggressive and confrontational?"

Deng Jiuyou cast a skeptical glance at her, then leisurely floated a remark: "Heh heh." It was as contemptuous as it could be, utterly intolerable! Wen Xin exploded in anger: "Are you questioning my beauty?" Deng Jiuyou shrugged, her delicate hand pointing to Chen Hao beside her: "Ask him, men have more say in this matter."

But when she saw the person behind her, she felt like dying. Meeting three times in one day, what kind of rhythm is this

"Do not misunderstand me, I have no other intentions; I simply want to compensate you for the cost of the pants," Wen Xin explained

Chen Hao cannot compete with Deng Jiujiu in arguments; every time they quarrel, Deng Jiujiu always emerges victorious. Chen Hao simply chooses to ignore her and turns to Wen Xin, saying: "Well, Wen Xin, Jiayue said he will come over later..."

"Alright, alright, my seven years of unrequited love has finally come to an end, are you satisfied now? You can't go a day without putting me down, can you?" Wen Xin frowned in displeasure.

"Sir, could you please give me your bank card number?" Although Wen Xin smiled sweetly, her tone was as domineering as if she were saying, "Hurry up and give me your bank card number, I want to support you!"

The handsome man in the restroom stood steadily behind her, dressed in a white shirt, with his suit jacket draped over his arm. He had changed into a new pair of trousers, but they were clearly taken from some unfortunate soul, as a proper pair of suit pants had been transformed into fitted cropped pants, leaving half of his ankle exposed in a rather alluring manner. His socks were a gentlemanly gray-black, and Wenxin felt extremely awkward, yet he remained composed, spirited, and with an air of confidence, casually surveying the space between her and Lin Jiayue. Beside him stood a beautiful woman, presumably his girlfriend, even more beautiful and pure than Song Qingyu, who was clinging to him like a delicate bird.

Wen Xin called Deng Jiu Jiu to say that she was leaving first. Chen Hao would soon be going to the United States and would likely want to spend more time with Deng Jiu Jiu. Why should she ruin the atmosphere?

After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't come up with an answer. Frowning, she seriously asked Wen Nuan: "Is there any job suitable for someone who loves to talk?"

Wen Xin picked up her bag and was about to run outside when Deng Jiuyou grabbed her from behind. The dirty things that had just dried on her body immediately rubbed against the hem of Deng Jiuyou's clothes, causing her to jump back in disgust while pinching her nose. "What are you running for! Coward! If he comes over, we can settle both the old and new scores together!"

Wen Xin shot him a fierce glance, and Lin Jiayue quietly waited for them to finish their commotion before speaking: "Wen Xin, come out for a moment, I would like to talk to you." Wen Xin frowned; she despised it the most when others said, "Wen Xin, come, let's talk."

At this moment, Lin Jiayue pushed the door open and stood tall at the entrance, slightly furrowing her brows, her gaze searching back and forth among them. Wen Xin instinctively hid behind Chen Hao, but Chen Hao, with a look of disdain, pushed her away, saying: "Wen Xin, I truly do not dislike you; I just cannot stand your scent!"

Wenxin! His voice suddenly dropped to an icy tone, and his manner was stiff: "How did you suddenly become like this? And this afternoon, as a girl, you said those things in front of so many people. What do you think others will think? You are not young anymore; you are already 23, not 13. How can you be so thoughtless and shameless?"

Lin Jiayue was also startled, and in the next moment, Wen Xin suddenly pulled back her foot. Perhaps it was too forceful, and Lin Jiayue couldn't steady himself, stumbling and falling to the ground. Having never seen her idol in such a disheveled state, Wen Xin felt a twinge of sympathy and wanted to reach out to help him. However, upon recalling his photo with Song Qingyu, her heart sank heavily, and she turned away from him, leaving with a graceful stride.

Wen Xin paused in her search for slippers at the door and said, "Sister, why don't you change your profession to fortune-telling?"

Wen Nuan smiled and said, "Take your time to look for it, there is no rush. We can talk once you find something you like."

After speaking, he left with his girlfriend. Lin Jiayue got up from the ground at some point and went to pull Wen Xin, who was still frozen in place. Wen Xin shook him off and directly ran past the two people in front towards the door.