Chapter 47: She Came to Her Senses

Looking thoroughly displeased and ready to cross-examine.

Wen Jin lifted her eyelids, her distinct black-and-white eyes extraordinarily calm.

She reminded Sheng Yang, "It is a fact that the Wen family deliberately fabricated rumors about me."

The study was on the first floor; the hustle and bustle of the servants outside could be heard clearly through the door.

Wen Jin was allergic to flowers, so she only favored lemon-scented things.

In truth, this scent was somewhat similar to the one on Sheng Yang's body.

The two fragrances merged, finally blending into one.

Wen Jin spoke once more, "I don't think there is anything wrong with what I did. The Wen family has no right."

Sheng Yang took in every nuance of her expression.

Wen Jin rarely showed such a strong demeanor in front of him.

Most of the time, she would willingly take a step back on her own.

Since when had she begun to change—

Lowering his gaze to hide the thoughts in his eyes, Sheng Yang's tone carried a hint of indifference, "It is very obvious that you are targeting Wen You right now."

Wen Jin paused.

Then she heard Sheng Yang say, "Ever since Wen You and I got engaged, you have been deliberately targeting her."

"Wen Jin, sometimes I think you are truly foolish. The best path has already been placed right in front of you, yet you stubbornly refuse to see it."

She was foolish.

Earlier that morning, Wen Jin had heard these exact words from Wen You's lips as well.

She curled her lips in self-derogation, "What is this 'best path' you speak of?"

Was it to continue acting submissively by his side, letting him manipulate her at will?

Wen Jin felt that perhaps there was no longer any need for communication between her and Sheng Yang.

She turned to leave, but was greeted by Sheng Yang's emotionless voice.

"Wen Jin, if you continue to target Wen You like this, I won't be able to protect you."

Wen Jin stopped in her tracks. She turned her head back and gazed quietly at Sheng Yang.

——When had Sheng Yang ever protected her?

Never.

Lowering her eyes, Wen Jin's voice remained entirely unfluctuated, "I have never targeted Wen You."

She merely wanted a fair chance.

Leaving the study, Wen Jin's mood sank to its lowest point.

She had originally intended to go find the elderly master and discuss the matter of transferring her household registration.

However, she was intercepted by the butler.

He looked at Wen Jin with a polite smile, "The master is getting on in years and has already gone to rest."

Wen Jin frowned, looking toward the old master's bedroom. "Is Grandpa Sheng feeling unwell?"

"Not particularly," the butler replied deferentially.

He paused for a moment before adding, "The master is simply a feeling a bit heartbroken."

"Pardon my presumption, Miss Wen, but do you harbor any grievances toward the Sheng family?"

Hearing this, how could Wen Jin still not understand?

It was still because of her desire to transfer her household registration out of the family.

Not knowing quite what to say, Wen Jin expressed a few more words of concern for Elder Sheng, then took her leave.

Upon hearing that Elder Sheng had refused to let her transfer her household registration, Qiaoqiao wore a rather strange expression.

"Why on earth?"

"You don't have any actual familial ties to the Sheng family anyway, and you aren't exactly some exceptionally gifted prodigy."

"Why does Grandpa Sheng give me the distinct impression that he has no intention of letting you leave at all—?"

Naturally, Wen Jin did not know the reason either.

She closed her eyes, her head throbbing with a headache.

She never could have imagined that things would hit a snag right here.

At that moment, the HR department of the company in Yangcheng sent a message.

Wen Jin returned to her room to deal with work matters.

The message implied that if Wen Jin could not return to Yangcheng as soon as possible, she could at least begin taking over her duties right away.

They seemed quite urgent.

Wen Jin exchanged a few messages with them and agreed to their proposal.

Qiaoqiao let out a sigh of admiration, "Welcome to the corporate drone army."

Wen Jin shook her head. She didn't find it particularly arduous.

On the contrary, having something to do actually brought a sense of peace to her mind.

-

The Wen family still showed no signs of letting Wen Jin off.

Determined to force her into a retreat, they had directly sent people to Crescent to stir up trouble for her.

However, they were informed that Wen Jin had already resigned from Crescent some time ago.

Zhao Yimo held a cup of black tea, leisurely speaking up, "Wen Jin really has grown quite a backbone this time."

His words were deliberately meant for Sheng Yang to hear.

He exchanged a glance with the person beside him, then added with a teasing tone, "Looks like Wen Jin is planning to go toe-to-toe with Wen You."

"I just wonder if Sheng Yang will be able to keep the scales balanced."

Sheng Yang finally lifted his eyelids.

The lighting in the bar was dim, so the look Sheng Yang cast their way could hardly be considered friendly.

Cold, oppressive, carrying an undisguised warning.

Seeing that he had pushed it far enough, Zhao Yimo reined it in. "I didn't mean anything else by it. I just think Wen Jin's style this time is so different from usual. Could she have finally seen the light and decided to let you go?"

Anyone who had a close relationship with Sheng Yang knew that Wen Jin's obsession with him was no different from a clingy plaster.

Sheng Yang, on the other hand, had always maintained a completely indifferent attitude toward her.

To the extent that he had even gone so far as to fake amnesia just to avoid her.

Now, though, Wen Jin had gracefully retreated on her own.

It could be considered granting Sheng Yang his wish.

Sheng Yang gave a light scoff, reaching out to pick up a glass of wine from the table. "Is that so?"

No one could decipher the true meaning behind his words; they only found his tone exceptionally chilling.

Suddenly, someone recalled something and asked Sheng Yang with a laugh, "So, did Wen Jin really bring that beat-up watch of hers to apologize to you last time?"

"If it were me, I would have thrown both her and that piece of junk straight out."

The hand holding the wine glass tightened abruptly.

He lifted his eyes to glare at the speaker, his gaze looking as though it were covered in ice and snow.

Seeing this, the others quickly tried to smooth things over. "Stop talking such bad luck in front of Sheng Yang. He was already unhappy that Wen You didn't come tonight, and you just have to bring up Wen Jin."

Ignoring them, Sheng Yang set down his wine glass and walked straight out of the private booth.

Zhao Yimo's brow twitched as he rose and followed him out.

Outside the bar, the night air was as cool as water.

Glancing sideways at Sheng Yang, he chuckled, "I heard Wen Jin wants to transfer her household registration out of the Sheng family?"

Sheng Yang looked at him expressionlessly. "You hear an awful lot of things."

"Can't help it," Zhao Yimo shrugged.

"However—"

He paused, his eyes carrying obvious amusement. "Once Wen Jin's household registration is transferred out of the Sheng family, she won't have anything to do with you anymore."

"Legally speaking, people under the same household registration cannot marry, but now..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Sheng Yang interrupted him.

His gaze was razor-sharp. "If you don't know how to speak properly, keep your mouth shut."

Zhao Yimo raised both hands in a gesture of surrender. "My mistake."

Too lazy to entertain him further, Sheng Yang walked away.

Instead of going home, he headed straight for the company.

Lingyue had countless affairs to manage, and he spent the majority of his time at the corporate office.

Especially recently, a collaborative project with Yangcheng had proved to be particularly troublesome.

"So I'll have to trouble you with this matter." Sitting in her study, Wen Jin held a video conference with company personnel via her computer.

The project manager spoke earnestly, "The company's stance is that since you happen to be in Jingshi right now, you can help handle it first."

"Besides, it's only for two days; Manager Yao will arrive after that."

Since it was a company assignment, Wen Jin found it difficult to refuse.

She hesitated and nodded in agreement.

She asked, "Which company is the client?"

"The documents will be sent to you shortly. It's no small enterprise; you should be familiar with Lingyue."

"We had originally scheduled a time with President Sheng for him to come to Yangcheng."

"Yet for reasons unknown, he suddenly canceled the arrangement due to a scheduling conflict."