Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 67 That Was Me at Eighteen

Wen Jinian was driving the Porsche Panamera that Chi Yige had left in the garage.

She had originally planned to take a taxi, but then she remembered that Chi Yige had left her the car keys before he left, so she changed her mind.

Having a car is indeed convenient.

Afterwards, I drove to the mall and bought Jiang Xiao a bottle of Schottner red wine, and also bought a set of skincare products at the Chanel counter.

After confirming that it was almost time, she started the engine and drove towards Kowloon Tong.

Wen Jinnian didn't expect Zhou Shiyi to appear at the Jiulongtan villa, but she also felt it was reasonable.

After all, she was pregnant, and Jiang Xiao certainly hoped that the Jiang family would prosper.

When Wen Jin read it aloud, besides a few familiar neighbors, Fu Yanjie's family was also present.

She greeted him briefly and handed the gift to Wen Jin: "Happy birthday, Uncle. This is just a small token of my appreciation."

Wen Jin laughed and scolded, "It's good that you're back, why buy a gift?"

As I received the gift, the chefs from the five-star hotel began serving several dishes.

Jiang Xiao celebrated her birthday in a low-key manner, inviting only nearby neighbors and relatives, and setting up four or five tables.

Wen Jinnian was somewhat surprised that Zhou Shiyi didn't cause any trouble during dinner; she just ate quietly and stayed by Jiang Shu's side.

After dinner, she helped wash the fruit in the kitchen. When she was taking the fruit to the study, she suddenly stopped. Through the crack in the door, she saw Wen Jin and Jiang Xiao seemingly arguing. Wen Jin lowered her head and wiped away her tears.

Wen Jinnian composed herself and knocked on the door, but Wen Jin quickly turned her face away.

After she put down the fruit, Jiang Xiao went straight to the point: "Niannian, how did you get along with those young masters the other day?"

Wen Jinian lowered her head: "The conversation went quite well, but they probably don't think much of me."

Jiang Xiao sat down in the swivel chair, exuding a powerful aura: "If you don't like him, you can just say so. I won't force you to marry a fifty-year-old man. The people I introduce are all talented and wealthy."

Wen Jinian nodded in agreement.

Jiang Xiao added, "The Duan family is having a family banquet in a couple of days. Come with me then."

Wen Jinnian found it amusing that Jiang Xiao was still eyeing the Duan family.

She was certain of Chi Yige's possessiveness towards her.

Wen Jinian knew in her heart that no matter how much Jiang Xiao urged her, given Chi Yige's attitude towards her, any form of marriage was destined to fail.

With Chi Yige's temporary protection, Jiang Xiao wouldn't dare to easily interfere in her marriage, which was exactly the situation she wanted.

This is only the first step in the plan. Next, she will take Wen Jin with her and leave.

That evening, Wen Jin pulled Wen Jinian into the room and asked softly, "Niannian, do you resent your aunt?"

Wen Jinnian smiled and took her hand, asking, "Why did you suddenly say that, Aunt?"

Wen Jin sighed and stroked the back of her hand: "I know you're stubborn. You look gentle, but you're just as obstinate as your father. You didn't like any of the people your uncle introduced to you, did you?"

Wen Jinian remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Wen Jin suddenly pulled a bank card from deep inside the drawer and stuffed it into Wen Jinnian's palm: "Niannian, leave the port area. Feelings can't be forced, staying here will only waste your time."

Wen Jinian declined, saying, "I have a good income from my current job and comic book publishing."

"Did your uncle bully you?"

Wen Jinian looked up, her gaze intense.

Wen Jin was taken aback, then turned her face away: "He's been very good to me..."

“But you’re not happy at all!” Wen Jinnian grabbed her cold hand. “I can’t take this card. My income is good now, and if I work hard for another year or two, I can buy you a house, and we can move out…”

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Jin's eyes were already red. She shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Niannian, you don't understand... Some things can't be solved with money." Seeing that Wen Jin was in a bad mood, Wen Jin Nian told her to rest early.

Afterwards, Wen Jinnian went back to her room to get something. She pushed open the door and took out a few clothes from the wardrobe when an arm suddenly reached out from behind and lifted her up around the waist.

A strong smell of alcohol hit her face, and she heard a muffled "Niannian" before Jiang Shu threw her heavily onto the bed.

As the man pressed down on her, Wen Jinnian struggled desperately: "Brother! Are you crazy?"

Jiang Shu grabbed her wrist and was about to kiss her when Wen Jinnian kicked him away.

The man fell to the ground. Wen Jinnian hurriedly straightened her clothes, her voice trembling, "Brother, you're drunk."

"Niannian! Zhou Shiyi's child is not mine!"

Wen Jinian's eyes reddened. "You'll have to go to the hospital for a checkup to find out."

He suddenly grabbed Wen Jinnian's shoulders and pressed her hard against the wall. "Niannian, do you know how much it hurts here? You're drifting further and further away from me, and you've returned all the gifts I gave you. What do I have to do to make you believe me?"

In the past few days, Jiang Shu has been sending flowers and gifts, including Wen Jin Nian's favorite food, to the training room. Knowing that they were from Jiang Shu, she accepted them on the first day as a celebration of her new job opening.

Jiang Shu's persistent delivery left Wen Jinian particularly perplexed.

She emerged from the mire, while Jiang Shu remained trapped.

“Brother, I call you brother because I remember how you carried me to the hospital when I was little, took care of me, and showed me love and care.”

She paused for a moment, then said, "But some things, once they happen, can never be undone."

"You clearly like me too!" Jiang Shu suddenly grabbed her wrist. "We have feelings for each other."

That was me at eighteen.

Wen Jinnian withdrew her hand, her voice like a blade dipped in ice, "When you tacitly allowed Zhou Shiyi to project it on the classroom's big screen, when my uncle locked me in the basement and forced me to go abroad..."

"We had already decided on this outcome long ago."

Wen Jinian took a deep breath and felt much lighter after speaking.

She grabbed her bag and had just touched the doorknob when Jiang Shu suddenly hugged her from behind, his forehead trembling as he pressed it against her shoulder: "Please, Niannian, just one minute, let me hug you for one minute..."

Wen Jinian stiffened and took a deep breath, but her tone suddenly softened.

"Brother, if you really have no feelings for Zhou Shiyi, then once the matter of the child is settled, you should come clean with your uncle."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Jinnian forcefully pried Jiang Shu's hands off, abruptly opened the door, and strode away, leaving Jiang Shu alone, dejected, squatting behind the door.

She hadn't gone far when Zhou Shiyi came out from around the corner, her gaze piercing her like a knife.

Wen Jinnian was too lazy to argue and said coldly, "Sister-in-law, is there something you need? If not, I'm leaving."

Zhou Shiyi stroked her belly, her tone provocative: "I'm three months pregnant."

Wen Jinnian nodded lightly: "Congratulations."

Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, Zhou Shiyi suddenly moved closer and raised her hand to slap her.

Wen Jinnian swiftly grabbed her wrist and flung her away. Zhou Shiyi staggered and crashed into the wall. Wen Jinnian sneered, "Stand firm. If you dare to fake a fall and frame me for causing your miscarriage, I won't hesitate to let you experience what it's like to actually fall down the stairs."

She pointed to the surveillance camera in the corner, "Don't forget, there are cameras everywhere in the Jiang family's house."

"What are you so smug about? You're still going to arrange a marriage." Zhou Shiyi sneered.

Wen Jinnian's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and looked at Zhou Shiyi with a half-smile: "Sister-in-law, aren't you and my brother also in an arranged marriage? You don't need to worry about my marriage."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pressed the answer button and said a cold "Hello" before walking to the edge of the stairs.

(End of this chapter)