CH 106

Last time at the old residence of the Wens, Wen Jin asked her girlfriend for a reward, this reward lasted the entire evening.

This time, she said she wanted to ask for some rewards.

Being so close, their breaths intertwining, Ruan Jinghong felt the air around her gradually warming up.

She lightly placed her hands on Wen Jin's shoulders, neither accepting nor rejecting.

Seeing her little girlfriend in such a soft and obedient manner, Wen Jin chuckled.

She held Ruan Jinghong's waist with one hand and gently traced along the contours of her ear to the back of her head, allowing Ruan Jinghong to entrust her weight to her.

The little thing's face was blushing like a ripe apple. Every time before their intimacy, she would always show this expression.

Wen Jin loved this adorable look of hers.

She tilted her head and, in the silent consent of the little thing in her arms, found that soft and tender fragrance, and gently captured it with her lips.

Some things can be learned without a teacher, like kissing.

When Wen Jin and her beloved person's lips and teeth were intertwined for the first time, Ruan Jinghong was so bewildered that she almost lost her soul.

Now that they had practiced, they became even more skilled, effortlessly arousing the deepest desires of the obedient girl's heart.

Between the two of them, it always seemed like Wen Jin initiated their intimate moments at first.

But as they continued, Ruan Jinghong's instinctive cooperation always gave Wen Jin great encouragement, making her more and more daring.

For example, at this moment, while Ruan Jinghong was enduring the intimacy bestowed upon her by Wen Jin, she unconsciously let out a seductive and teasing hum, resembling that of a little cat. It made people wish to merge her into their very bones.

However, Wen Jin still retained some rationality. Before her girlfriend melted into a puddle of softness, she ceased her advances.

With the sudden interruption of the kiss, Ruan Jinghong had a blushing face and watery eyes wide open.

Wen Jin gently brushed Ruan Jinghong's disheveled hair behind her ear and spoke softly.

"I'll first ask for a partial reward, and the remaining will be paid in installments."

Ruan Jinghong felt both embarrassed and dumbfounded: Could rewards be paid in installments?

If it were possible, Wen Jin wouldn't want to be paid in installments either.

But even though this was the private hospital of the Wen family, there was always a chance of outsiders, such as doctors and nurses, entering at any moment.

In addition, the little thing's leg was still in a cast, and she isn't that beastly to the point of letting people go into the battlefield with injuries.

In order to have more opportunities to reclaim her installment rewards, that afternoon, Wen Jin completed the discharge procedures for Ruan Jinghong.

The young couple, who had endured a week of "long-distance relationship" before, took advantage of Ruan Jinghong's forced leave due to her injury to enjoy their honeymoon period.

The happiest person during this week was undoubtedly Wen Qing. She successfully secured the director and screenwriter for the new IP project, and also uncovered Lin Mu's schemes, obtaining the glorious 0.8% shares that Wen Jin had promised her.

With material incentives in place, Wen Qing was full of motivation lately. Even when Wen Jin mentioned that she could only work remotely and asked her to work harder, she readily agreed.

"It's my honor to solve difficulties for the boss."

The current Wen Qing was completely different from the person who accused the "black-hearted boss exploiting employees" before. It was as if they were two different people.

Wen Jin brought Ruan Jinghong back to Junshan Villa. She liked the tranquility, and apart from the regular cleaning aunt who came by, there were no others around.

So now, she had to take care of all the big and small matters related to the injured person herself, which actually suited her preferences.

Ruan Jinghong is young and had good recovery ability. Those terrifying scratches on her body had already faded to faint red marks by the evening.

So she could finally say goodbye to the limited appearance of a mummy.

The new bandaging skill that Wen Jin had learned in the morning became useless within a day.

Fortunately, while at the hospital, she had learned another skill: how to take care of a fractured patient.

The doctor carefully examined Ruan Jinghong before her discharge, and the cast on her leg was well secured.

"For the next two weeks, the patient should not move this leg, nor should it be subjected to any stimulation. Any type of movement could cause the wound to burst open, even passive exercise is not allowed."

As the doctor uttered the final sentence, he glanced meaningfully at his own boss.

This remark didn't affect Wen Jin, who received the instructions, but it successfully made Ruan Jinghong, who was undergoing the examination nearby, extremely embarrassed.

Although she couldn't engage in physical activities for the time being, Wen Jin always managed to seize opportunities while taking care of the injured person at home to ask for some "installment rewards."

In any case, she didn't let herself be at a disadvantage.

Ruan Jinghong limped with one leg, but she was always teased by Wen Jin under the pretense of "taking care" until her face turned red, and then it abruptly stopped when she was on the verge of losing control.

This is really too much!

Once my leg gets better, I'll definitely get revenge!

Even a rabbit will bite when it gets anxious, and a clay figure still retains some temper.

After Wen Jin stopped teasing Ruan Jinghong, leaving her panting for breath for the fifth time, Ruan Jinghong took advantage of Wen Jin leaving the room to check on the stove in the kitchen and locked her outside the door.

She needed some peace and quiet.

Wen Jin, carrying a fresh bowl of tofu pudding, prepared to return to the room but found herself locked outside her own bedroom.

Yes, in order to conveniently take care of the injured person, she naturally moved her girlfriend's belongings into the master bedroom.

Wen Jin knocked on the door, "Is my cutie inside?"

"Not here!"

The voice from inside was firm and decisive, tinged with anger.

Wen Jin smiled and continued to coax, "I just went to the kitchen and brought some delicious tofu pudding. Do you want to taste it?"

This time, there was a three-second silence from inside, but a resolute reply followed.

"Not eating!"

Well, it seemed she had indeed gone too far just now and irritated the person.

Wen Jin put the bedroom key in her pocket: Let the little thing stay alone for a moment. I'll go and coax her later.

As for the bowl of tofu pudding, she would have to eat it herself for now.

During the time they were alone, Wen Jin went to the study to contact Wen Qing.

As soon as the phone connected, Wen Qing's voice filled with admiration came through.

"Sister, you're truly a brilliant strategist. I followed the information you provided and found that many of Lin's industries are actually involved with the Black Market Syndicate.

"Their Tiankong Entertainment has always been Yaoshi's biggest competitor, secretly snatching many of our resources.

"If we expose this information now, it will be a severe blow to them."

Compared to Wen Qing's excitement, Wen Jin remained calm.

"Continue investigating. I'm handing over control of the private detective team of the Wen family to you. It's not just about bringing down Tiankong Entertainment.

"Based on my speculation, the Lin family's wrongdoing may involve matters of life and death. Focus on investigating their Wanlong Pharmaceutical company and find some evidence.

"At the very least, we need Lin Mu to be sentenced for life."

Bringing down Tiankong Entertainment isn't enough; she also wants to make sure that someone was "at least" trapped for a lifetime with a sewing machine.

Wen Qing let out a sigh in her heart: My sister, when she's ruthless, she's truly ruthless.

"I promise to complete the mission. Sister, your dedication to eliminating evil for the sake of the people is truly noble."

Wen Jin didn't listen to Wen Qing's continued flattery. After giving all the instructions, she decisively hung up the phone.

Yesterday, she received a message from Fu Ziyan. After they went to the police station to give their statements, Lin Mu and the other thugs were temporarily detained.

However, since they didn't cause serious consequences, it was likely that they would be released in a few days.

Wen Jin had anticipated this outcome. Lin Mu's biological parents were no longer alive, and now the closest relatives to him were a few uncles and cousins.

Because of the embarrassment of being detained for such a disgraceful incident, he probably didn't have the courage to make a fuss.

So the Lin family had no idea that in the blink of an eye, Lin Mu had caused a major disaster that led to their own household being investigated.

Everything was going smoothly according to Wen Jin's plan. In the days to come, she only needed to stay in constant communication with Wen Qing and keep up with the progress of the investigation.

After finishing these miscellaneous tasks, it had been exactly fifteen minutes. The next step was the main event.

She stood outside the bedroom door, thinking about how to apologize and soothe her girlfriend's anger.

Should she promise not to bother her during her recovery?

No, lying was not the right approach.

Should she mention all the delicious things she would make for her?

But the tofu pudding attack just failed.

What should she say...

While Wen Jin was still pondering outside the door, she saw the door open on its own.

Ruan Jinghong had initially wanted some quiet time, but being alone in this unfamiliar large room for over ten minutes made her feel uneasy and somewhat scared.

As an injured person, it was normal for her to be emotionally fragile at the moment.

She used her crutch to open the door, intending to check if there was any sign of human presence elsewhere in the house, and definitely not because she wanted to forgive a certain big villain.

However, to her surprise, as soon as she opened the door, she saw a certain "big villain" standing at the door with a distressed expression, looking incredibly pitiful.

Wait, she wasn't... standing at the door the whole time, was she?

Ruan Jinghong couldn't help but soften her heart.

No wonder they were a couple. Ever since they confessed their feelings, they could occasionally share the same wavelength.

Seeing the heartbroken expression on the little thing's face, Wen Jin immediately grasped what she was thinking and became addicted to playing the role of a drama queen.

With her brows and eyes slightly lowered, she expressed her grievances, "If Ruanruan is angry with me, then I will just stand here. Don't worry, as long as you don't tell me to come in, I won't enter. I'm willing to stand here as long as you want."

Her pitiful and aggrieved demeanor could rival that of a young bride in a feudal family.

Ruan Jinghong, who upheld strict self-discipline and kindness towards others, immediately began to self-reflect: Did I go a bit too far just now?

In fact, Teacher Wen hadn't done anything too excessive. Taking care of me during this time was already very difficult for her, and now she had to stand in her own home, unable to rest properly.

"Teacher Wen, if you want to come in, then come in."

Ruan Jinghong moved aside half of her body with the crutch, making way for Wen Jin.

Wen Jin, who had been eagerly waiting for the opportunity, had a change of expression from cloudy to sunny in an instant. She stepped forward and supported Ruan Jinghong's waist, showing her gentle and considerate side.

"Well, Ruanruan, you shouldn't stand here. It's not conducive to the healing of your wounds."

Before she even had a chance to comfort her girlfriend, she managed to calm down on her own.

A satisfied smile appeared at the corner of Wen Jin's mouth. She thought it would be much harder to achieve this, but now the little thing was leaning half on her, behaving extremely obedient. There was no trace of the anger she had shown earlier.

However, the little thing who only knew how to throw tantrums was also very adorable.

Meanwhile, Ruan Jinghong, who was focused on walking, didn't notice the slight smugness in Wen Jin's heart.

With great effort, the two of them made it to the edge of the bed.

As Ruan Jinghong sat down again, she wiped off the fine sweat on her forehead and then raised her head, blinking her bright, shining cat-like eyes.

"Teacher Wen, is there any tofu pudding left?"