Because she was addicted

Wen Jia visited once when 102 was being renovated.

I haven't been inside since the renovation was completed.

The off-white walls, warm yellow sofa, dog-patterned wool rug, furniture, lighting fixtures, and other small decorative details are all exactly the same as the apartment in Haicheng.

The moment Wen Jia walked in, she had a strange feeling, as if she had returned to her home in Haicheng. Only, that home was only 45 square meters, while this was a home several times larger.

Wen Jia thought that it had been more than two months since 102 was sold, and Lu Chenyan had actually made such a big fuss right under her nose! And she had been kept in the dark the whole time.

Then she remembered that her floor had gotten wet!

She said that the floor looked fine, but Manager Liu insisted that the floor underneath was soaked and rotten. He not only pried up all her floorboards and replaced them with new ones, but also replaced the drainage system, moisture barrier, and water heater in her house.

So, all of this was done by Lu Chenyan.

"Lu Chenyan, you..."

She had just turned her head and opened her mouth when Wen Lin came out of the kitchen.

"Ayan, your kitchen utensils are so high-end! How do you turn them on? Come in and teach me!"

"They're here!"

Looking guilty and fearful, Lu Chenyan grabbed the drink and went into the kitchen.

Wen Jia stood at the kitchen doorway, watching the two pretending to be busy inside, and couldn't help but chuckle. She crossed her arms over her chest.

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, tonight is Lunar New Year's Eve.

It was cold outside, the weather was gloomy, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Lu Chenyan pushed Ruoruo with one hand and held Wen Jia's hand with the other. It was a little cold, so he squeezed Wen Jia's hand and put it into his coat pocket.

"Oh, isn't this Miss Wen and Xiao Lu?"

The elderly women chatting under the big tree at the entrance greeted them as they came out of the building.

Seeing this, Wen Jia tried to pull her hand away.

But Lu Chenyan wouldn't let go at all.

He held Wen Jia's hand tightly and walked past in front of the older women.

"Aunt Liu, Aunt He, Aunt Zhang..."

Aunt Liu, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed their clasped hands. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she pointed at them and said:

"Xiao Lu, you and Miss Wen, you two?"

Ignoring Wen Jia's struggles, Lu Chenyan opened his mouth and said:

"Yes, Aunt Liu, this is my girlfriend, Wen Jia. Let's go buy a bottle of peanut butter."

To everyone's astonishment, Lu Chenyan led Wen Jia by the hand and strode over.

……

At the entrance of the residential compound.

A Rolls-Royce was parked in a secluded corner.

Lin Zhidong sat in the car, watching Wen Jia and Lu Chenyan walk out of the residential area hand in hand, with Lu Chenyan pushing a stroller.

"They seem to be living quite comfortably."

"Mr. Lin, we've investigated everything. Wen Zhao did return the items, but he also kept something else. He used the video to blackmail Miss Tang, causing Mrs. Tang to be investigated by the police. Also, the items in Fu Huaishen's possession were given to him by Wen Jia."

"Hmph, Wen Jia and Wen Zhao. These two siblings are like a plague."

Lin Zhidong watched the two people disappear across the street from the entrance of the small supermarket, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Originally, he planned to wait until Tang Ning gave birth to the child, then acquire more of Fu's assets and shares. At that time, with the shares held by his father, as well as those held by Tang Ning and the child, they would be able to crush Fu Huaishen with an absolute advantage and gain absolute control over Fu's Group.

But right now, Fu Huaishen has returned to Haicheng and is discussing divorce with Tang Ning.

Then there's Lu Chenyan. No one knows how he found out about Lin Xiao's overseas accounts from years ago, but he managed to trace many of their investments. His trip abroad was to handle these matters.

It's extremely tricky.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, Lu Chenyan and Wen Jia, wait for me to give you a big gift."

Lin Zhidong flicked his cigar through the half-open car window, and the car slowly drove into the gloomy fog.