Chapter 64 Still My Person

It was not until they got into the car that Wen Jin asked, "Who are we going to see?"

She did not explain to Sheng Yang why she had been at the hospital.

Nor was there any way she could tell him about that matter.

Sheng Yang did not notice the deep, heavy thoughts hidden in the depths of Wen Jin's eyes.

His tone remained even. "You'll know once we get there."

When they arrived at their destination, Wen Jin discovered that the person Sheng Yang had brought her to see was actually a material supplier for Fanxing.

"Yao Runhao not only takes kickbacks from him, but he also cuts corners on materials."

Sheng Yang's voice carried a slight chill. "I believe it is necessary for you to give me an explanation for this."

To be honest, Wen Jin's first instinct was not to believe what Sheng Yang was saying.

Fanxing had been introduced in the first place by Zheng Jing.

Moreover, Fanxing's growth and development had been quite obvious.

If such a phenomenon truly existed, it would have been exposed long ago.

Sheng Yang reminded her indifferently, "Didn't you read the documents I gave you earlier?"

He let out a cold laugh, a chill seeping into his normally faint gaze.

No one spoke in the office, the silence so profound that they could only hear each other's breathing.

Thus, Sheng Yang's sarcasm stood out with exceptional clarity.

Intertwined within it was even a trace of cold displeasure.

He looked at Wen Jin. "You are now the person in charge of this project. Naturally, I have to come to you with any problems, yet you act completely oblivious to everything."

"Wen Jin, don't you find yourself ridiculous?"

Sheng Yang was right, and Wen Jin was indeed in the wrong.

She was not someone who liked to make excuses for herself.

Since she knew there was a problem, she naturally had to deal with it.

She simply went through a large amount of detailed data with the supplier.

Only then did she discover that Manager Yao had embezzled such a massive sum of money.

No wonder, then.

When Sheng Yang first arrived in Yangcheng, he had demanded a replacement right away.

Wen Jin raised her eyes and asked him, "So you actually knew all along, didn't you?"

Sheng Yang did not deny it either. "I said before, Linyue is no fool to be taken advantage of."

Take the very beginning, for instance.

Linyue had actually never intended to cooperate with Fanxing at all.

Holding the investigation files she had gathered, Wen Jin said in a low voice, "I will report this to the company."

With that, she turned to leave.

Only to hear Sheng Yang speak again, "I heard that things haven't been very easy for you at Fanxing these past couple of days."

"With things as they are, are you sure you still want to stay here?"

After Wen Jin finished her investigation, Chen Jin had already taken the business partners outside.

Now, only the two of them remained in the office.

Wen Jin looked at Sheng Yang for a moment before suddenly asking, "But where I choose to stay, what does that have to do with you?"

"Sheng Yang, you are caring far too much about me."

If it had been in the past, Wen Jin would naturally have been grateful for his concern.

But now...

she no longer needed it.

For a fleeting second, Sheng Yang felt that this place called Yangcheng was truly not a good place.

He actually saw a profound stillness in Wen Jin's eyes.

Yet in the next second, that flash of stillness in her eyes vanished, replaced instead by sheer exhaustion.

Sheng Yang lowered his eyelids and slowly spoke, "Isn't it the most natural thing in the world for me to care about you?"

"I'll say it again: don't forget that you are still a member of the Sheng family. Until you completely sever ties with the Sheng family,"

"every move you make should naturally be reported to me."

"Otherwise, just like this matter with Yao Runhao, could it be that the Sheng family has to clean up your mess yet again in the end?"

Wen Jin looked up at him.

There was no trace of emotion on Sheng Yang's face.

Only his arrogant gaze fell upon her from above.

Wen Jin averted her gaze, turning her head to the side. "I understand."

The moment her voice fell, Sheng Yang's phone rang.

He lowered his gaze to glance at it, then said, "Get out."

Wen Jin did not refuse either; her body was feeling somewhat unwell at the moment.

However, just as she reached the door, she heard Wen You's voice coming from Sheng Yang's phone.

As soon as Wen Jin stepped out of the office, she felt a wave of discomfort wash over her.

Her body felt limp, and her head was spinning slightly.

Waves of nausea and the urge to vomit swept over her repeatedly.

Chen Jin had just returned after seeing off the business partners.

Noticing Wen Jin's condition, he asked with concern, "Ms. Wen, are you all right?"

Wen Jin waved her hand and sat down on a nearby bench.

She did not know whether Sheng Yang had finished dealing with his matters, nor did she dare to leave first.

Seeing that she was truly uncomfortable, Chen Jin went and bought a bottle of water for her.

Wen Jin took it. "Thank you."

Before Chen Jin could speak, the office door swung open.

Sheng Yang walked out from inside.

The moment he caught sight of Wen Jin, his eyebrows arched. "Why haven't you left yet?"

Chen Jin wanted to explain on her behalf, "Ms. Wen is not—"

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Sheng Yang.

"Whatever her state is, it's her own affair. You are my secretary."

Chen Jin did not dare to say another word.

Wen Jin's grip on the water bottle slowly tightened.

Yet in the end, she said nothing at all.

She felt far too wretched and weak to muster any strength.

Chen Jin followed behind Sheng Yang as they left.

Still, he couldn't help muttering, "Ms. Wen looked extremely unwell, and she went to the hospital again today."

Sheng Yang said indifferently, "She has always had a histrionic personality."

More often than not, that was simply how she was.

It took a long while for Wen Jin to gradually recover.

However, she no longer wished to go to the hospital.

Instead, she simply hailed a cab and went straight home.

Cheng Yao was not at home; only Guan Fanghua was there.

Seeing her return, Guan Fanghua hurriedly asked, "How did it go, Xiaojin? What were the results?"

Wen Jin shook her head. "I had to return to the company temporarily, so I didn't make it to the hospital."

Whether talking to Sheng Yang had been too exhausting,

or her body simply couldn't hold up anymore,

Wen Jin only felt an overwhelming desire to sleep.

Suddenly, however, Guan Fanghua grabbed her hand. "Xiaojin, let me discuss something with you."

"What is it?"

"Since you've already decided to settle down in Yangcheng, your aunt thinks it would be better for you to start dating sooner rather than later. Let's find someone local, so we can all feel at ease."

Wen Jin did not miss the guilt and evasion on Guan Fanghua's face.

Yet she chose not to expose her.

After a silent pause, she nodded. "Alright, then if Auntie has any suitable candidates, you can introduce them to me."

Guan Fanghua instantly beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly.

Cheng Yao happened to return at that exact moment.

Seeing her expression, he casually asked, "What are you so happy about?"

"I'm busy introducing a match for Xiaojin. You think everyone is like you—a grown man and yet you don't even know how to find a girlfriend."

Cheng Yao's face turned cold. "What kind of blind introductions are you making? How old is Wen Jin? What kind of dating—"

Before he could finish, Guan Fanghua lowered her voice.

"Do you think I didn't know that someone from the Sheng family came?" she said.

"And it was that Sheng Yang, no less."

She sighed. "An ordinary family like ours cannot scale such towering gates, and I don't want Xiaojin to be looked down upon by them."

Cheng Yao fell silent.

He recalled the photographs of Wen Jin and Sheng Yang that they had received in the past.