Chapter 362: Do You Have Anything to Do With The Car Accident?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio     Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Yu Anwan remained motionless.

Wen Jin naturally placed the chopsticks and spoon in front of Yu Anwan.

“You’re not eating?” Yu Anwan raised her eyebrows.

Wen Jin smiled. “Eat.”

Yu Anwan replied, “Oh.” Then, she ignored Wen Jin.

She ate slowly. The food in her mouth didn’t taste as good as when it was just out of the pot, but it did not affect the taste too much.

Yu Anwan had probably slept for too long and hadn’t eaten for too long. When she came back to her senses, Yu Anwan had eaten quite a bit.

Compared to Yu Anwan’s wolfing down the food, Wen Jin appeared much more refined.

“Are you full?” Wen Jin asked after Yu Anwan put down her chopsticks.

“Drink some soup,” Wen Jin said as he naturally filled a bowl of soup.

Yu Anwan didn’t refuse.

The atmosphere between the two of them was rarely as good as it was now.

Yu Anwan finished the soup in small sips.

Wen Jin had already disposed of the food in front of him. He calmly took the bowl and chopsticks from Yu Anwan’s hands and then informed the hotel staff to come in and deal with it.

Yu Anwan didn’t avoid his gaze at all. She looked straight at Wen Jin.

Wen Jin nodded. “To please you.”

Wen Jin didn’t deny it at all. When he looked at Yu Anwan, he was magnanimous.

Yu Anwan knew Wen Jin very well. Whatever this person said was true. There was no need to be reserved.

Yu Anwan smiled. “President Wen, why are you trying to please me? Aren’t you afraid that pleasing me will agitate your sweetheart?”

These words were mocking Wen Jin.

If it were in the past, Wen Jin would have changed his expression on the spot.

But now, Wen Jin looked as if nothing had happened. He looked at Yu Anwan quietly. “You’re my wife.”

These simple words suddenly struck Yu Anwan’s heart.

It was as if all her emotions had been soothed by Wen Jin.

With these thoughts, Yu Anwan fell silent again.

Wen Jin had already walked up to Yu Anwan.

Yu Anwan sat on the sofa, unable to move.

Wen Jin’s tall figure bent down and looked at Yu Anwan. His slender arms wrapped around the sofa.

Yu Anwan seemed to be confined within Wen Jin’s sphere of influence. “President Wen, what are you up to now?” Yu Anwan’s expression remained unchanged.

Wen Jin replied casually, “Coaxing you to take your medicine.”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Jin, as if performing a magic trick, took a cup of water and the medicine from the side, handing them to Yu Anwan. She wasn’t even aware of when Wen Jin had prepared them.

Yu Anwan took the medicine and sipped water, but she didn’t finish it.

Wen Jin didn’t insist, probably because the medicine was a bit bitter, and Yu Anwan disliked taking medicine the most. Her face scrunched up.

“Bitter?” Wen Jin asked gently.

“Of course,” Yu Anwan said. If it wasn’t bitter enough, would it be sufficient to make her frown?

However, right after she spoke, Yu Anwan heard Wen Jin say, “Open your mouth.”

Yu Anwan hesitated but complied. Soon, Wen Jin gently pried her lips open, placing a sweet milk candy directly into her mouth.

Yu Anwan was left dumbfounded.

This person… When did he prepare it?

However, Yu Anwan moved unconsciously, and the sweet taste of the milk candy quickly overpowered the bitterness of the medicine.

It felt like a refreshing breeze that instantly lifted Yu Anwan’s spirits.

“Wen Jin, what exactly are you…” Yu Anwan looked up and began to ask.

And then…

There was no “then.”

Yu Anwan’s voice was completely swallowed by Wen Jin’s descending kiss.

The prolonged kiss descended like a gentle rain.

Wen Jin still had one hand on the edge of the sofa, while the other hand ran through Yu Anwan’s hair, wrapping around her neck.

It seemed like caressing, yet also like soothing.

In such a kiss, Wen Jin’s emotions were exceptionally complex.

Little by little, he completely engulfed Yu Anwan.

There was no room for any resistance.

Only when the air in their chests had been emptied did Wen Jin release Yu

Anwan.

Yu Anwan’s breathing was still a bit labored.

She looked at Wen Jin passively.

Wen Jin’s low voice reached Yu Anwan’s ear, “Live well together?” His words were concise.

Without more words of comfort, it was as if Wen Jin had placed a multiple-choice question in front of Yu Anwan.

But Yu Anwan knew that this was Wen Jin conceding.

“Oh,” Yu Anwan responded. “Alright, since President Wen says we’re going to live well, do you think I’d be disagreeable?” Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan. “Call me hubby.”

“Hubby.” Yu Anwan smiled, being very cooperative.

Their cooperation seemed a bit out of the ordinary.

Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan’s perfunctory appearance and couldn’t help but chuckle.

However, Yu Anwan’s eyes held a hint of cunning and contemplation, leaving everyone to wonder what she was scheming.

“What else do you want to do?” Wen Jin asked casually.

His hand naturally hooked onto Yu Anwan’s hair.

Yu Anwan’s hair was ensnared by Wen Jin’s fingers, turning round and round.

Yu Anwan paid no attention to Wen Jin’s actions.

Her gaze remained calm as she looked at Wen Jin.

“Hubby, coming to Paris so suddenly, aren’t you afraid that Miss Lu will be unhappy?” She asked casually, yet with a hint of probing.

Living well was one thing, but clarifying matters was another.

After all, the world’s media had seen Wen Jin’s affectionate demeanor quite clearly.

Yu Anwan’s words seemed to carry a hint of provocation.

Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan with lowered eyes and didn’t answer immediately. However, his gaze was dark, and Yu Anwan couldn’t help but wonder if something had happened in Jiang City that she was unaware of.

Yu Anwan didn’t break the silence. She simply watched.

“What does the car accident have to do with you?” Wen Jin asked, not mentioning Lu Nanxin’s condition but directly addressing the car accident. Yu Anwan furrowed her brows, feeling a moment of confusion before scoffing.

“Wen Jin, do you think I did this?” Yu Anwan pushed Wen Jin away.

He asked directly.

Wen Jin neither denied nor admitted it, but Yu Anwan already understood his thoughts.

This scoundrel truly believed she was involved.

Yu Anwan felt a momentary surge of anger, but it quickly subsided.

“Do you genuinely believe I would resort to such underhanded means against Lu Nanxin?” Yu Anwan sneered at Wen Jin.

Her question was clear. If she intended harm to Lu Nanxin, she would do it openly and directly in front of Wen Jin.

Moreover, did she need to act so cowardly when settling scores with someone?