Chapter 119: President Wen, I’m Not Interested in Being a Third Party!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio     Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The sensation of the cold door panel reached her, and Yu Anwan cursed without hesitation, “Wen Jin, are you crazy?”

Wen Jin didn’t respond. His thin lips pressed against hers, and Yu Anwan’s voice quickly turned into soft murmurs.

She hadn’t anticipated that Wen Jin would suddenly be in heat, especially to the point of acting recklessly in such a place.

However, the inherent physical strength difference between men and women left Yu Anwan unable to free herself from Wen Jin’s embrace, no matter how much she struggled. She felt completely immobilized.

In her nostrils, there was a mixture of a faint tobacco scent and the fragrance of lavender aftershave from Wen Jin’s body.

Yu Anwan disliked the smell of cigarettes, but strangely, the scent of Wen Jin was tolerable to her.

Perhaps it was due to the years of abusive marriage with Wen Jin that some deep-seated things were hard to forget.

Yu Anwan felt a tightness in her chest as if the fierce Wen Jin intended to empty her lungs of air.

Her entire body was limp, and her palms were sweaty.

Wen Jin felt it. This time, Wen Jin’s attitude gradually softened, and the stormy kiss seemed to suddenly become gentle.

The two of them were pressed against each other through the thin fabric. The temperature in the surrounding air gradually rose, filled with the scent of hormones. They could not stop themselves.

After a while, Wen Jin’s breath steadied, and he looked down at the docile and well-behaved woman in his arms. “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

“Threw it away. Why should I bother answering?” Yu Anwan had already regained her senses, and she gave Wen Jin a defiant look.

Due to the lack of rest, Yu Anwan’s face appeared somewhat pale.

However, the passionate kiss seemed to rejuvenate her. Her cheeks turned rosy, and her lips appeared even more alluring and moist.

Wen Jin observed this transformation and couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire.

His long fingers lightly brushed across Yu Anwan’s lips.

He vividly remembered that soft sensation.

Yu Anwan had a captivating face, especially her small mouth. Each time she opened and closed it, an irresistible urge would surge within him.

He desired to kiss her.

A deep, intense kiss!

A passionate French kiss!

Wen Jin yearned to do so, but Yu Anwan warily brushed his hand away. “President Wen, please control yourself.”

Wen Jin remained silent, his gaze fixed on the slightly breathless woman before him. His voice, deep and hoarse, carried a warning tone. “Do not let me catch you opening the door in such attire again. Do you understand?”

“None of your business!” Yu Anwan’s tone remained confrontational. “Speak if you have something to say or get lost!”

“Why did you throw away your phone?” Wen Jin’s eyes retained their intensity.

This question spurred even more sarcasm from the previously angered Yu Anwan as she looked at Wen Jin. “President Wen, if you hadn’t tracked my location, would I have thrown my phone away? I had just bought it!” Wen Jin fell silent for a moment before uttering, “I will compensate you.”

It was just a phone. It was not a problem at all.

Yu Anwan sneered. Was this d*mn thing really about a phone?

But in the next instant, Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin with a cold expression.

“Wen Jin, I’ve already had the surgery, so why are you still bothering me? Suddenly realizing that I’m the true love of your life, but Lu Nanxin isn’t? Or do you think that you’re getting married to Lu Nanxin and that cheating before marriage makes you excited?”

Yu Anwan knew how to provoke Wen Jin.

During this period, the media meticulously reported Lu Nanxin’s visits to Union Hospital.

Even the fact that Wen Jin and Lu Nanxin had registered their marriage upon returning to Jiang City was known by the media.

In Yu Anwan’s eyes, Wen Jin seemed to wish he could have the words “I’m getting married” written on his forehead.

Given this situation, Wen Jin’s audacity to come find her left Yu Anwan astounded. How shameless could this man be?

“President Wen, I’m not interested in being a mistress!” Yu Anwan refused decisively. She did not even look at Wen Jin’s gloomy face and pointed in Zhou Shen’s direction. “Zhou Shen, President Wen knows him. Haven’t you been asking me who my boyfriend is? That’s Zhou Shen. By the way, I can also tell

president wen tnat ne’S tne biological tatner ot my daugnter. we argued, separated for a few years, and now that Zhou Shen is back looking for me, is President Wen satisfied?”

Yu Anwan’s face remained unblushing, her breath steady.

Yu Anwan was thrilled.

Wen Jin’s expression immediately darkened.

It was not that he hadn’t thought about it. After all, the timeline matched up. Wen Jin was well aware of Zhou Shen’s character. When did he need to coax a woman?

Now, with Yu Anwan speaking the truth, Wen Jin found the situation even more upsetting.

On the other hand, Yu Anwan was in high spirits as she observed Wen Jin’s furious and gloomy face.

She relished stepping over Wen Jin’s boundaries, provoking him bit by bit.

As if this wasn’t enough excitement, Yu Anwan continued to provoke him.

“President Wen, you need to remember at all times that we’re divorced. We got divorced many years ago. So, no matter who I’m with or how many children I have, it’s none of your business. I have the right to make my own choices.” Yu Anwan’s voice remained calm.

However, as she looked back at Wen Jin, her gaze turned sharper. “In other words, President Wen, you have no authority to meddle.”

Wen Jin’s hand in his pocket clenched tightly.

His cheeks tensed, and his muscles followed suit, with visible veins popping on his neck.

Yu Anwan paid no mind to it.

She took the initiative to step forward and approached Wen Jin. Her slender fingertips poked Wen Jin’s chest. “President Wen, let me remind you again that we cleared the slate of grievances from six years ago. After all, it was President Wen himself who said so. As long as I exit President Wen’s security system, I’m out as well, aren’t I?”

She spoke with a teasing laugh.

Wen Jin remained unmoved throughout.

Yu Anwan’s voice suddenly became frivolous again. She retracted her hand and clapped her hands as if she was disgusted by Wen Jin’s dirty body.

“Alright, I’m done talking. President Wen, are you planning to stay here and watch Zhou Shen and I get intimate?”

With that, Yu Anwan turned around and started to leave without even sparing a glance at Wen Jin.

From Wen Jin’s perspective, it seemed like she was impatiently heading off to meet Zhou Shen.

Wen Jin sneered, his anger fully ignited. Without hesitation, as Yu Anwan passed by, he grabbed her and pulled her in front of him.

He raised his hand as if he was going to slap Yu Anwan.

Yu Anwan let out a scoff, displaying no signs of fear. She even taunted him, “Want to hit me? Go ahead.”

If Wen Jin dared to slap her, it depended on whether he had the guts.

The tension between the two escalated, and an imminent fury hung heavily in the air, enveloping the entire staircase.

As Yu Anwan observed Wen Jin’s towering figure, her face showed her audacious arrogance..