Chapter 5: The soul child is left with you_1

Song Yu'en noticed Wen Sheng's discomposed face and thought she found the topic awkward.

Makes sense, after all, she is a girl and his benefactor's daughter, and it is disgraceful for two grown men to discuss such things in front of a young lady.

Song Yu'en immediately sought a new topic and poured a cup of Pu'er tea for Wen Sheng, "Miss Wen, where are you from?"

"Jiazhou."

"Jiazhou?" He turns to Fu Yanlin, firing off questions in surprise, "Yanlin is also from Jiazhou! I remember Yanlin went to Jiazhou High School no.1. Miss Wen, which high school did you go to? You are two years younger than Yanlin, he could be your senior! Wow, isn't this a reunion with a schoolmate?"

Wen Sheng glanced at Fu Yanlin in surprise. She had never envisaged him being from Jiazhou, let alone sharing the same high school. The world really is shockingly small!

"I started school early, two years younger than my peers." Wen Sheng modestly explained, as she'd skipped grades by taking an early entrance examination for high school after only two years of middle school.

"Oh, that means Miss Wen and Yanlin were in the same grade! Miss Wen, did you know Yanlin? He was a big shot at your school!" Song Yu'en asked, "Smart and athletic! He had a horde of fans following him around school..."

"Our grade had over twenty classes, far too many people," Wen Sheng replied with a wry smile.

The hidden meaning: who is he? I don't know.

"Oh... I see, a top student like Miss Wen would certainly only be interested in her studies!" To ease the awkwardness, Song Yu'en again asked, "Yanlin, you must know Miss Wen, right? A poor student's biggest nemesis is a top student, right? An eternal struggle between the top and bottom of the class, with the bottom struggler never able to catch up to the top. Even thinking about it hurts."

Fu Yanlin shot back with an impatient glare, "Do you think I am very idle? Spending all my time memorizing random people? Helped by studying suddenly makes one impressive? Do you think I need to study?"

Wen Sheng glanced at him and could only perceive anger in his words, getting angry for no reason.

Could it be because of last night?

Song Yu'en thought Fu Yanlin was being very harsh.

Although Fu Family is exceptional, and Fu Yanlin was born into privilege, ahead by miles, he doesn't really need to show off his academic pedigree, but... can we be a little more modest? Why on earth is he showing off without shame?

Song Yu'en subtly tugged his pants under the table to get him to shut up, and then turned with a beaming smile to Wen Sheng, "Miss Wen, don't mind him. My friend here is always as smelly as a rock from the latrine and is hell-bent on flaunting his ostentation. You shouldn't take him seriously."

Fu Yanlin viciously kicked Song Yu'en "Are you tired of flapping your gums? I thought we're here to eat, not to suffer through your endless prattle."

Song Yu'en reluctantly closed his mouth, thinking about what an embarrassment Fu Yanlin was being. He regretted taking Yanlin to this dinner because in front of a lady, Fu Yanlin didn't give him even a shred of respect.

The dinner left Wen Sheng with indigestion.

After the meal, Wen Sheng politely declined Song Yu'en's offer to take her back to her hotel and hailed a cab to leave instead.

Watching Wen Sheng's car disappear into the distance, Song Yu'en turned back to look for Fu Yanlin.

Fu Yanlin, leaning against a wall, was drawing deeply on his cigarette, his expression unreadable.

Song Yu'en kicked him, "Goubi, do you know Miss Wen?"

"Should I know her?" Fu Yanlin retorted.

"Did you eat gunpowder for breakfast?" Song Yu'en complained, "I can take it if you yell at me, but why did you need to give Miss Wen such a hard time? She's my sugar daddy's─".

"Anyone who gives you money is your dad?" Fu Yanlin cut him off with a glare, "Why don't you call me dad right now and see how that goes?"

"Fu Yanlin, what breed of dog are you? You..." Before Song Yu'en could finish his sentence, he saw Fu Yanlin stub out his cigarette, get into his black G Wagon and speed off.

This left Song Yu'en standing there, stunned.

It was Fu Yanlin who requested to accompany him when they invited Miss Wen for dinner. Why is he acting so aloof now?

He must've been dumped by some woman and that's why he's so riled up!

Goubi!

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After returning to the hotel, Wen Sheng quickly took a shower to freshen up.

She had just wrapped up her hair after stepping out of the bathroom when the doorbell rang.

When she opened the door, she was greeted by Fu Yanlin's irreverent face. Wen Sheng instinctively stretched her hand to block the door, but Fu Yanlin forcefully held her arm, pushing it on top of the door, while shutting the door in the process.

A man's firm position was against her own, which made Wen Sheng feel aggrieved. She furrowed her brows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I think I left something here last night."

Wen Sheng reacted coldly, "There's nothing of yours here."

Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Wen Sheng's tone had grown discontented, "What did you lose? Please leave as soon as you find it."

Fu Yanlin's dark eyes were fixed on Wen Sheng, his voice low, "Is the thing I lost, my heart, even recoverable?"