Xia Wanyuan pushed him again. “Look.”

Jun Shiling finally looked up. “It’s her. The Wei family arranged a blind date for her with the eldest young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Kui. They’re eating here.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Jun Shiling looked at her helplessly. “Did you give me a chance to speak in the afternoon?”

Xia Wanyuan pulled him out of the car. “What kind of person is Jiang Kui?”

“Ruthless.”

By the time Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling entered, Wei Jin had already disappeared into the elevator.

At this moment, the laughter in the clubhouse had already disappeared.

In just an hour,

The Jiang, Wei, and Jun families actually appeared at the door one by one.

This was really a rare scene. Everyone quietly guessed in their hearts. Could it be that the few large families had some secret activities? 

Jun Shiling brought Xia Wanyuan to a private room to eat. The dessert at Jiayu Clubhouse was indeed not bad, and it had a cold texture, but it was not cold. Xia Wanyuan ate very contentedly.

In the private room next door.

Jiang Kui, who was dressed in a suit, sat on the seat with a smile on his dark face. “Miss Wei, do you have a bad appetite? You only eat this little?”

Wei Jin smiled and nodded. “My appetite is smaller, so I don’t eat much.”

Her phoenix eyes were half-bent, and her red lips were like cherry blossoms.

Jiang Kui’s heart skipped a beat. The old man from the Wei family had said that his daughter was a beauty, but he did not believe it. Now that he saw Wei Jin, he did believe it.

As expected of the daughter raised by the Jiangnan Wei family.

“I originally wanted to spend more time with you tonight, but I still have something on later. I’ll send you home,” Jiang Kui said as he stood up and grabbed Wei Jin’s hand.

Wei Jin gritted her teeth and subconsciously wanted to shake him off. However, thinking of Wei Zhong’s instructions, Wei Jin did not move and stood up according to Jiang Kui’s strength.

The two of them had just walked out of the room when the door of the private room beside them opened. Jun Shiling walked out with Xia Wanyuan.

“Hey, isn’t this CEO Jun? Long time no see, CEO Jun.”

At that moment, Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan also looked over. When she met Xia Wanyuan’s cold eyes, Wei Jin wanted to take her hand out of Jiang Kui’s.

However, Jiang Kui held her hand tightly and did not let her move at all.

“Cousin.” Wei Jin glanced at Xia Wanyuan unnaturally.

“What a coincidence. Not only can I meet CEO Jun, whom I haven’t seen in a hundred years, but I can also meet Madam Jun. In the future, we’ll be family,” Jiang Kui said as his gaze landed on Xia Wanyuan, his eyes revealing obvious amazement.

Jun Shiling took a step forward and pulled Xia Wanyuan behind him. The cold aura on his body suddenly leaked out, making Jiang Kui not dare to face it head-on. “One family? Is the Jiang family joining the Jun family?”

The corners of Jiang Kui’s lips curled up. “Can’t the Jun family join the Jiang family?”

Jun Shiling glanced at him coldly and did not say anything else. However, this glance humiliated Jiang Kui.

Jun Shiling was clearly looking down on him.

“Let’s go,” Jun Shiling said as he pulled Xia Wanyuan into his arms and left with her.

As he watched the two of them leave, ruthlessness flashed across Jiang Kui’s eyes. Even he did not know that his nails had dug into Wei Jin’s slender palm.

Wei Jin did not say a word the entire time and followed Jiang Kui out quietly.

Jiang Kui drove Wei Jin to the dormitory.

Jiang Kui led Wei Jin out of the car and took out a jewelry box from his pocket. “Miss Wei, I’m very happy today. I’ll come and pick you up for dinner tomorrow night.”

Wei Jin took the box. Inside was a priceless necklace. “Thank you, Mr. Jiang.”

Under the dim street lamp, Wei Jin stood gracefully. Even Jiang Kui, who was used to beauty, could not help but feel his heart flutter. He leaned down and wanted to kiss Wei Jin. Wei Jin tilted her head slightly. “Mr. Jiang, I’m not used to this.”

The corners of Jiang Kui’s lips curled up slightly. “Alright, I’ll leave then.”

Wei Jin nodded. Jiang Kui’s car left quickly. Wei Jin stood rooted to the ground and clenched the jewelry box in her hand tightly. After a while, she turned around and walked back.

However, she stopped after taking a few steps.

Behind the courtyard door, a piece of silver hair floated in the air, covered by the dim street lamp.

Wei Jin subconsciously threw the box into her bag and continued walking in.

She strode over the courtyard door and Mu Feng grabbed her wrist.

Mu Feng’s voice was hoarse. “How is he better than me?”

Wei Jin’s expression did not change as she turned around calmly. “Mr. Mu, I remember telling you long ago not to disturb me.”

Before Wei Jin could finish speaking, she was suddenly pulled over by Mu Feng and pressed against the wall.

Immediately after, the surging alcohol smell smashed towards her. Mu Feng’s hot breath surrounded her forcefully. “Are you crazy?” Wei Jin tried to push Mu Feng away, but Mu Feng did not move at all.

Drunk, Mu Feng looked at Wei Jin, whose eyes were filled with spring water, and suddenly had a crazy idea. He wanted to tear apart Wei Jin’s cold mask and see if there was any place for him in her heart.

“Mu Feng, you…” Anger appeared on Wei Jin’s usually calm face. However, before she could finish speaking, Mu Feng’s lips landed.

The winter night turned water into ice. It was clearly an extremely cold day, but Mu Feng’s body was like a large furnace, constantly releasing heat.

Sensing the faint orchid fragrance on Wei Jin, Mu Feng’s actions became even more intense. It was only when Wei Jin bit his tongue that Mu Feng finally calmed down under the stimulation of the pain.

He let go of Wei Jin slightly. Wei Jin reached out and slapped his face. “You bastard!”

After the drunkenness dissipated a little, Mu Feng woke up. Looking at Wei Jin, whose eyes were filled with tears, Mu Feng was at a loss. “I’m sorry, I…”

He thought that Wei Jin would continue to scold him, but to Mu Feng’s surprise, Wei Jin suddenly squatted on the ground and cried loudly. She did not care about her image or makeup.

This was the first time Wei Jin had cried out loud in her life.

Mu Feng was stunned. He stepped forward in self-reproach. He wanted to hug Wei Jin, but he was afraid of arousing her disgust, so he only dared to take off his clothes and put them on her. “I was wrong. Can you hit and scold me? Stop crying.”

“Why does everyone have to force me?” Wei Jin buried herself in Mu Feng’s clothes and cried uncontrollably, as if she had suffered a huge grievance. Mu Feng’s heart ached as he watched from the side.

This venting cry lasted for a long time. It was only when Mu Feng, who was wearing a sweater, was so cold that his limbs were stiff and his hair was covered in a thin layer of ice that Wei Jin stood up.

“I’m sorry. Rest well.” Mu Feng clenched his fists and turned to leave.

“Come in and have a cup of hot tea before you leave.” Wei Jin’s voice was hoarse as she draped Mu Feng’s clothes and walked into the house.

Mu Feng, who was trembling in the cold winter in a thin sweater, hesitated for a second. In the end, he followed Wei Jin in timidly and dejectedly.