Because she was addicted

Chapter 21 I need to ask my girlfriend's opinion.

The next morning, Lu Chenyan sent a WeChat message.

"Are you awake? I'll take you fishing today." (followed by a cat-like expression while fishing.)

Wen Jia: "I'm not going."

Lu Chenyan: "It's the weekend! Look, the sun is shining brightly outside, and the air is so fresh. Perfect for going out to sea."

Wen Jia: "Sunbathing."

Lu Chenyan: "How about we go to the aquarium?"

Wen Jia: "I can't walk."

Lu Chenyan didn't reply to the WeChat message. Wen Jia dropped her phone and rubbed her face.

It's not that I don't like it, it's that I'm really not qualified to like it.

She got up to take a shower, ordered some food, turned on her computer, and sat down on the sofa, preparing to spend the day at the hotel reviewing her thesis and industry information again, and revising her report.

They had barely started when they heard a deafening banging on the door.

Outside the door stood Lu Chenyan, dressed casually.

He wore a light-colored sun hat, a short-sleeved floral shirt, white casual shorts, and even flip-flops.

"What are you doing? Going on vacation?"

Wen Jia pointed at Lu Chenyan's tourist attire with a surprised look.

Lu Chenyan pushed her inside.

"I am a tourist, aren't I? I've been in Haicheng for half a month, but I've been busy with work every day and haven't been anywhere. My brother always told me that Haicheng has incredibly beautiful scenery, and I've always wanted to see it for myself. Jiajia, will you come with me for a walk?"

Upon entering the room, he saw Wen Jia's computer and documents spread out on the coffee table.

"Please, it's the weekend!"

Without saying goodbye, he slammed the computer shut, grabbed Wen Jia, and headed outside.

"Hey, I'll take it!"

Lu Chenyan's enthusiasm was like a tornado; before Wen Jia could react, she had already been put into the car.

"Where do you want to go?" Wen Jia asked, somewhat helplessly.

"Anywhere is fine, because I've never been anywhere before." Lu Chenyan turned to her and flashed a bright white smile.

Wen Jia shook her head.

Lu Chenyan is clearly a year older than her, but he looks like a child at times like this, so it's no wonder she mistook him for her younger brother.

He truly manages to balance work and life perfectly, keeping them clearly separated.

In the workplace, he is cold and serious, but in life, he is a passionate and unrestrained young man.

That smile was so infectious that it washed away the pent-up emotions in Wen Jia's heart.

She took a deep breath. "Alright! Then let me do my best to be a good host and show you around Haicheng today."

They first went to the food street to eat local delicacies, and then went to the beach to ride jet skis. In the afternoon, Lu Chenyan was pulled by a group of college students to participate in a beach volleyball match.

After winning the game, a group of girls screamed and surrounded Lu Chenyan, vying to hand him cold drinks.

One of the girls was particularly beautiful, with fair skin, big eyes, long black hair that reached her waist, and a flower tied behind her ear. Her snow-white dress fluttered in the sea breeze.

She was the one who shouted the most enthusiastically during the competition just now.

She held the cold drink in one hand and handed it over, while simultaneously scanning a QR code on her phone with the other, her smile radiant.

"🤔Hi, my name is Xue, can I add you on WeChat?"

Nearby, a group of boys and girls were making a lot of noise.

"Add one, add one, add one..."

Surrounded by a group of people, Lu Chenyan leaned against the bar, his long legs resting on the sand, exuding a lazy air. He smiled and took his phone out of his pocket.

The girl named Xue blushed and shyly took a step forward.

The girls next to them all covered their mouths and screamed.

"So handsome!"

"Yeah, yeah, Xue is really amazing."

Lu Chenyan smiled, opened his phone, and tapped a few times. Wen Jia's phone rang outside the crowd.

Wen Jia was originally squeezed on the outside by this group of students and could not get in. She could only watch them make a fuss from afar.

Seeing Lu Chenyan's call, she answered, "What?"

All that could be heard on the other end of the phone was Lu Chenyan's lazy reply: "🤔 Ah Xue, right? If you want to add me on WeChat, you'll have to ask my girlfriend's opinion first."

Some people in the crowd noticed Wen Jia and turned to point at her.

When Xue saw Wen Jia, her smile immediately vanished. She stamped her foot and turned away in annoyance.

Many college students left disappointed.

Wen Jia rolled her eyes. "I have no objection."

Lu Chenyan didn't speak on the other end of the phone, but Wen Jia saw him sitting there grinning mischievously, even shaking his shoulders as he laughed.

Wen Jia suddenly realized what was happening.

She gritted her teeth, hung up the phone, and turned to leave.

Lu Chenyan quickly caught up, grabbed her hand, and shouted, "Hey, why are you running away? You just admitted you're my girlfriend, you can't go back on your word!"

"You're using tricks." Wen Jia glared at him, annoyed.

"Hehehe!" Lu Chenyan chuckled foolishly, "As long as it works."

"It's no use."

Wen Jia turned to leave, but Lu Chenyan grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

"Jiajia, if you leave now, I'll..."

"So what?" Wen Jia raised her head.

"Just lie on the ground and won't get up, saying you're jealous and are abusing me!" Lu Chenyan laughed until his eyes crinkled.

"You dare!"

"Want to give it a try?"

"Try it and you'll be set for life!"

Wen Jia raised her fist to strike, but Lu Chenyan turned and ran. The two chased and played on the beach.

On the beach, the group of college students set off fireworks.

As dusk fell, the waves lapped softly, and dazzling fireworks burst forth in the sky, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

Wen Jia tackled Lu Chenyan to the ground on the beach.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Chenyan grabbed her waist and took the initiative, pinning her down.

Fireworks burst behind Lu Chenyan, his dark eyes sparkling. As his kiss gently landed, Wen Jia trembled and closed her eyes.

……

Sunday.

Pan Mei sent a WeChat message early in the morning, saying that they had moved.

Wen Jia packed her things, checked out, and went home.

I haven't been back for a few days, and the house is filthy and messy, like it's been through a war.

We collected three large bags of trash before finally getting our little home clean again.

Wen Jia took a shower and went downstairs to throw out the trash.

After thinking about it, I decided to call Pan Mei.

"Where did you move to?"

Pan Mei was in a good mood, humming a little tune, "Oh, so you're thinking of us now. Don't worry, we won't die without you."

As he spoke, he gave me a series of addresses.

It is an urban village in the old city area.

Haicheng has developed rapidly in recent years, with high-rise buildings everywhere. Only a small section of the old city remains in the south of the city.

It's not that they don't want to demolish it, it's just that I heard they can't afford to demolish that area.

Because the Fu family's ancestral home, Xiaolianzhuang, is located there.

"understood."

After thinking about it, Wen Jia bought some daily necessities and took a taxi there.

A small river meanders through the old town, lined with old houses on both sides, inhabited by the original residents of Haicheng, as well as a small number of migrant workers. Along the riverbanks are towering trees, old roads paved with bluestone, and rings of moss growing in the cracks between the stones.

Following the address, Wen Jia navigated many twists and turns, and asked many people before finally finding the place.

It's a ground-floor house with a tiny courtyard.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard Pan Mei's giggling laughter coming from inside.

"Finally settled. Mom will go to the market at the street corner to buy some groceries later, and we'll have a good time tonight when your Uncle Dazhuang comes back."

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