Because she was addicted

Chapter 92 Why is he still here?

Wen Jia has been spinning like a top lately, constantly turning around.

They never stopped dealing with Wen Zhao's affairs, Wen Lin's affairs, and Ruoruo's affairs.

The trivialities of life can be incredibly frustrating.

The fact that the rehabilitation hospital suddenly had available beds was undoubtedly good news.

It's like a warm cup of milk tea suddenly appearing in your hand on a cold autumn day; one sip and the warmth spreads from your stomach to your limbs.

"Sure, sure. We'll be there this afternoon."

"What's wrong?" Wen Lin asked.

Wen Jia couldn't contain her joy and grabbed her hand, saying, "Sister, it's a call from the rehabilitation hospital. They said there's a bed available and we can go there this afternoon."

Wen Lin glanced at Zhou Jin, her voice weak, "Did you take care of it?"

Zhou Jin was slightly taken aback, but immediately his expression changed to one of arrogance.

"You've been asking me this so much! Linlin, I was just really busy before. You know my company had some issues, and I was working like I was stretching every second to two. I'm sorry this matter has been delayed for a few days."

Liu Cuie continued, "Our Ah Jin is a big boss, successful in his career and also takes good care of his family. Although Ah Zhao's matter was delayed for a few days, he still got it done in the end. Ah Jin is really capable."

Wen Lin was initially filled with resentment, but seeing that Zhou Jin had finally taken care of Wen Zhao's matter, she swallowed her anger. Her gaze towards Zhou Jin softened considerably.

"Thank you."

Zhou Jin held her hand. "We're husband and wife. Why are you thanking me?"

Wen Jia explained Wen Lin and Ruoruo's conditions and then went to arrange for Wen Zhao to be transferred to another hospital.

With the matter settled, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already 9 p.m. when I got home.

There was a large bag on the ground by the door, filled with snacks, fruits, and high-end dried goods, as well as a letter.

Wen Jia recalled the plump older woman she had encountered on her way back yesterday.

I heard from her and the real estate agent that the house was about to be transferred; I really didn't expect it to happen so quickly. The new buyer has already come over to prepare for renovations.

I just don't know who the new neighbors are.

Judging from how generous they are and how polite they are, they shouldn't be too difficult to get along with.

However, that's far too generous.

The snacks are all imported, the fruits are from high-end fruit shops, and the ingredients are even more extravagant, such as sea cucumber, dried scallops, and matsutake mushrooms, which are all top-grade ingredients for making soup.

Turning my head, I saw a renovation notice posted on the door of apartment 102 across the street.

She went up the stairs and saw that there were also things placed at the doors of 301 and 402.

It looks like the whole building has them.

Wen Jia then felt relieved and carried her things home.

……

I went out early the next morning.

Several aunties gathered together at the entrance of the building to chat.

"...Oh, you're too kind. So much fruit and snacks! You're very generous. Much better than the Liu family we met before."

"Yes, yes. The previous Liu family's daughter-in-law was dirty and messy, littering everywhere, and had poor manners. Hopefully, a different person will be easier to get along with."

"I heard it sold for 200 million. Liu's wife is overjoyed that such a dilapidated house could fetch so much money."

"Oh, Miss Wen, are you going to work?"

The aunties like to gather on the lawn outside the door early in the morning to chat. There is a big tree there, and two benches are placed under the tree. Residents in the nearby buildings like to sit on the benches to chat and pick vegetables.

That's just how old neighborhoods are.

Wen Jia had only been living here for less than a month, but the group of aunties already knew her.

"Yes. Good morning, aunties, I'll be going now."

Wen Jia dared not linger; if you said even one more word, these aunties would ask you about your entire family history.

"Miss Wen works for a big corporation, a sophisticated urban woman, a city elite, you know? She's beautiful, and her salary isn't even that high!"

"Yes, she dresses really stylishly."

"It seems he's still single; he always comes and goes alone. If any of you have a suitable young man in your family, you could introduce him."

The aunties behind me were having a lively discussion, oblivious to everyone else.

Wen Jia quickly left.

……

Mondays are always particularly busy.

Wen Jia was rushing to meet the deadline and didn't stop all morning.

"Wen Jia, let's eat together."

Yang Yang came out of the office and called out to her as he passed by her seat.

Wen Jia looked up and responded, then, seeing the gossipy looks on her colleagues' faces, she smiled and said, "Xiao Tong, Sister Liu, let's go together. A new hot pot restaurant just opened downstairs, it's pretty good, it'll be more fun with more people."

"Okay." Xiao Tong and Sister Liu were in the same group as her.

On the way, I ran into a few colleagues and we made plans to go out for hot pot together.

A group of people chatted and laughed as they entered the elevator.

Inside the elevator, a leader was accompanying Lu Chenyan.

"Mr. Li."

The group greeted the leader while secretly observing Lu Chenyan, who stood out from the crowd.

Yang Yang had met Lu Chenyan on Friday, so he quickly greeted him, "President Lu."

Lu Chenyan nodded and turned to continue talking to President Li.

Who is it?

Sister Liu quietly asked Yang Yang,

"So handsome!"

Yang Yang glared at her.

The women in the elevator were all incredibly energetic, their bodies contorted like pretzel machines, whispering among themselves.

"Who is that? I've never seen him before! How come he's so handsome!"

"Jiajia, take a look!"

Sister Liu poked her waist and kept telling her to look.

Wen Jia was speechless, and looked down. "Sister Liu, you're drooling."

She knew about Lu Chenyan's charm; back in Haicheng, no woman in the company could resist him.

Sister Liu wiped her mouth. "He's so handsome! Oh my god, he's from a completely different world."

Yang Yang looked at Sister Liu and smiled with his head down.

The elevator arrived, and everyone walked out.

Wen Jia quickened her pace, eager to leave this place as soon as possible. But, as fate would have it, Lu Chenyan suddenly spoke from behind her.

"Wenjia!"

"what?"

Wen Jia's body trembled, and she stopped in her tracks.

Sister Liu and her other colleagues all stared at her, as if to say, "Wen Jia, you're not being fair! You clearly know such a handsome guy, but you're not introducing him and you're pretending not to know him."

Wen Jia felt a chill run down her spine and her body stiffen.

Lu Chenyan quickly walked a few steps to her side.

"Wen Jia, Mr. Li will be going out later. You and Yang Yang are the only people I know here. What are you guys eating later? Can I come along?"

Sister Liu's eyes almost popped out.

He kept nagging her, "Jiajia, say yes, say yes!"

The female colleagues around him nodded in agreement.

Wen Jia gave an awkward smile.

"Mr. Lu, we just eat whatever we can find for lunch. You probably won't be used to street food like this."

"You've never eaten with me, how do you know I don't like it?"

Lu Chenyan smiled, his eyes fixed intently on Wen Jia.

Wen Jia really wanted to go up and punch him.

Yang Yang stepped in to defuse the situation, "President Lu, we're planning to go have hot pot together. If you don't mind, you can come along."