Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 59 Yan Wenjin: I have a friend

In the Fu Group office building, Fu Shizheng slammed the terminal onto the table with a loud bang after sending the message. His assistant, Fu Xun, standing next to him, couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.

On the desk, the surveillance video from last night's corridor was playing.

Jun Yiqing and Jin Chenye inexplicably went to Mingde Academy's masquerade ball, and Fu Shizheng received the news immediately.

He wouldn't be foolish enough to think that the two of them had given up on Minghua and fallen for someone else. Of course, if Minghua attended the ball, she wouldn't give either of them the chance to fantasize about being her date.

Besides, both of them looked rushed when they arrived, and then they went to the academy's infirmary, so Fu Shizheng could only assume that something was wrong with Ming Hua.

Send people down immediately to investigate thoroughly.

The first thing he saw was the medical report. The diagnosis of being drugged with aphrodisiacs made Fu Shizheng's face turn ashen and his expression dark. In the end, he could only be thankful that Jun Yiqing and Jin Chenye had arrived quickly enough and that Minghua was safe.

After a thorough investigation, the video of the group in the corridor was handed over.

When Fu Shizheng saw Yan Wenjin appear in the video, his expression was alright. He knew that this person had completed the election and was the new president of the council. Mingde Academy was the first stop for his outreach, so it was normal for him to take it seriously and be invited to the masquerade ball.

But when her gaze fell on Yan Wenjin's hand around Ming Hua's waist, she felt uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable, and inexplicably irritated.

Yan Wenjin maintained his composure well until he saw Minghua's mask fall off, but Fu Shizheng did not miss the fleeting shock on his face.

The gaze that followed was all too familiar, exactly the same as when he first saw Ming Hua appear before him at the Ming family home.

To prevent misjudgment, he quickly found someone to get a video of Yan Wenjin's speech today, focusing on the way he looked at Ming Hua. He couldn't help but scoff. He was right. Yan Wenjin's feelings for Ming Hua were definitely not innocent.

However, he is now just like he was back then, clueless and still hasn't figured out his own thoughts.

Of course, the fewer rivals you have in love, the better.

Fu Shizheng immediately contacted Yan Wenjin and invited her out for drinks.

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Night Bar
Yan Wenjin was troubled and had something on her mind, so she arrived early.

Fu Shizheng, with the intention of creating a love rival, arrived even earlier.

Yan Wenjin was completely unaware of this; in his mind, Fu Shizheng was an extremely reliable friend.

The two belong to the same circle, one is in business and the other in politics, but this does not affect their friendship at all.

After they met, as was customary, Yan Wenjin poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Fu Shizheng and one to each of them:
"It's been three years since we last sat down together and drank like this."

At that time, the two had just graduated from school and their faces still showed a hint of immaturity.

Unlike now, each one is worse than the last.

Fu Shizheng took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then gave a soft "hmm".

Then she subtly sized up Yan Wenjin, wondering how this person could be involved with Ming Hua.
It was utterly inexplicable; if he hadn't been extremely confident in his judgment, he would never have been able to bring the two of them together.

Thinking this, he kept his expression hidden.

The two had been friends for many years, and Fu Shizheng immediately noticed that Yan Wenjin was preoccupied with something and was in a state of indecision.

He scoffed, knowing full well it was related to Ming Hua. He was calculating without any intention of doing so, and just waited for Yan Wenjin to speak.

Sure enough, not long after, after a few drinks, Yan Wenjin's pale skin began to flush, and the usual restraint and caution in his eyes relaxed slightly. Remembering that he was in front of a longtime friend, he suddenly blurted out:

"I have a friend."

I always have a friend, and actually, I am that friend.

Fu Shizheng sneered, waiting for Yan Wenjin to continue.

“He,” Yan Wenjin paused, “his family background and abilities are quite good.” She was quite adept at self-aggrandizement. Fu Shizheng subtly shifted his foot, “Oh, so have you encountered any problems lately?”

Yan Wenjin began:
"There's a girl who's very beautiful, but her family background isn't very good. She's definitely not qualified to be a wife."

"He's a clean freak like me and doesn't like having mistresses or being kept by someone. He's currently hesitating."

"What should I do, cough, how should I persuade him?"

Yan Wenjin tried to get Fu Shizheng's opinion.

After all, the two are quite similar in terms of family background, age, appearance, and ability.

Most importantly, I'm still single.

He didn't notice at all that when the words "keeping a mistress" were mentioned, Fu Shizheng's temples were throbbing and his face darkened.

Who are they clicking on? Who are they clicking on?

I dreamt of the confident way he proposed to Minghua that he would be her sugar daddy, only to be harshly rejected.

And Yan Wenjin, you're too shameless. Do you think Minghua will fawn over you and be with you the moment you open your mouth?

Ha, she's not even qualified to be a legal wife.

Fu Shizheng was so angry he laughed.

He gritted his teeth. Such a good opportunity had been presented to him. If he didn't seize it, he would be letting down the inch of land he had built up over the years under the Fu family's leadership.

He cleared his throat and brought up the topic of family background, which was of utmost importance to Yan Wenjin:
"If your family background isn't very good, how about your healing ability?"

"If one has a good talent for healing, I believe Yan would be able to accept it."

Everyone knows that Ming Hua's healing ability is zero, and Fu Shizheng's attacks are her Achilles' heel.

As expected, Yan Wenjin paused, then shook her head, "His healing talent isn't that great either."

“That’s a bit difficult,” Fu Shizheng said, feigning genuine concern for the situation.

"So, according to you, your friend was scammed?"

"If you're only good-looking, but your family background isn't good, and you don't have the ability to heal, it'll be hard to find a suitable partner if you go through the normal process."

"How did your friend and that girl meet?" Fu Shizheng couldn't resist probing how Yan Wenjin and Ming Hua got to know each other.

With genuine concern on his face, he advised:
“Wenjin, you’ve always been in politics, so you’ve faced far more temptations than I have in business. I’ve seen plenty of those.”

“Every day, all sorts of beautiful girls try to hook up with us and get ahead in one fell swoop.”

"Go back and ask your friend carefully how he met that girl. I can also help you analyze it."

"What you perceive as a romantic encounter might actually be her deliberate scheme to get close to you. Don't be so easily fooled."

As expected, Fu Shizheng's series of moves caused Yan Wenjin's expression to waver.

On one side are their closest friends, and on the other side are people they've only met twice in real life, with their interactions mostly existing in dreams.

Not to mention Minghua's outfit when we met in the hallway yesterday. Even though it was a masquerade ball and everyone was dressed like that, Minghua was still too beautiful to be true.

Was it really intentional?

Was it all a scheme?
Yan Wenjin raised her hand to cover her pounding heart.

Fu Shizheng (seriously): Yes, Minghua is a bad woman. You can't handle her. Let me handle her. I'm willing to be deceived by her body, mind, money, and sex.