Chapter 135: Is Wen Jin’s Ex-Wife So Proud?

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

Yu Anwan let out a soft “Oh,” still feeling quite drowsy.

Her attitude indicated that she didn’t take Zhou Shen seriously at all.

Zhou Shen’s rage had been surging just a moment ago, but now he couldn’t help but chuckle at Yu Anwan’s response.

He had encountered practical women before, but he had never come across someone as practical as Yu Anwan.

When begging, she could be sweet and pleasant, almost disarmingly charming. But when ignored, she could turn her face and become unrecognizable.

However, Zhou Shen seemed to have a special place in his heart for Yu Anwan, as he shamelessly pursued her like a lapdog.

But the unease still lingering in Zhou Shen’s heart had to be vented. He straightforwardly asked, “Yu Anwan, are you Wen Jin’s ex-wife?”

If Yu Anwan had been somewhat groggy before, Zhou Shen’s words snapped her back to full consciousness.

Yu Anwan furrowed her brows. “How did you find out?”

“My dad told me!” Zhou Shen, simple-minded, spilled the beans without hesitation.

In an instant, Yu Anwan sneered, understanding the situation clearly.

Wen Jin had kept his previous marriage a secret, erasing any traces of it from the internet. Moreover, they were in the capital city. How could Zhou Yangheng possibly know who Wen Jin’s ex-wife was?

Only if Wen Jin himself had told him would Zhou Yangheng find out.

This b*stard! When they got married, Wen Jin didn’t even want to acknowledge Yu Anwan’s identity. Now that they were divorced, Wen Jin wanted to parade his ex-wife around. Was he out of his mind?

“Isn’t that, right?” Seeing that Yu Anwan was silent, Zhou Shen asked again. “Yes.” Yu Anwan didn’t deny it. There was no point in denying it now.

Zhou Shen huffed in a dissatisfied manner. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Is Wen Jin’s ex-wife supposed to be proud of that fact?” Yu Anwan retorted frankly. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

This response left Zhou Shen at a loss for words, but it only further fueled his dissatisfaction.

Yet Yu Anwan remained silent, and the atmosphere on both ends of the call suddenly turned quiet.

After a while, Zhou Shen’s reluctant voice came through. “My dad wants me to stay away from you, to avoid provoking you and prevent Wen Jin from destroying the Zhou family.”

Zhou Shen could openly discuss such matters.

Yu Anwan couldn’t help but burst into laughter upon hearing this. That was why she didn’t reject Zhou Shen. Despite his occasional bursts of temper, Zhou Shen was completely genuine. Compared to Wen Jin, he was truly down-to-earth.

Yu Anwan’s laughter deepened Zhou Shen’s discontent. “Yu Anwan, I’m heartbroken here, and you’re laughing? Do you even have a conscience? Can’t you offer some words of comfort?”

“How should I comfort you?” Yu Anwan responded cooperatively.

Zhou Shen didn’t hold back. “Once this period is over and my dad isn’t watching me closely, I’ll head to Jiang City. I want to indulge in the finest dining, stay at the most luxurious hotel, and maybe catch a movie too!”

Yu Anwan found Zhou Shen’s attempt to provoke and his childish words so amusing that she laughed.

However, Yu Anwan didn’t engage in an argument with Zhou Shen. Instead, she coaxed him like one would with a child, saying, “Alright, alright. When you come to Jiang City, Daddy will take you out for some fun, food, and drinks.” “D*mn your Daddy!” Zhou Shen retorted.

After chatting for a while, it seemed that Zhou Yangheng had come knocking again, and Zhou Shen promptly hung up the phone.

Yu Anwan looked at the disconnected call and shook her head, smiling.

Their relationship had probably reached the best point it could for now.

Not bad.

Meanwhile, Wen Jin received a call from Shen Bin and drove back to the Wen family’s villa in the capital.

When Wen Zhanyan saw Wen Jin return, he lifted an eyelid and greeted him with a lukewarm tone, “Daddy.”

Wen Jin nodded and turned to Wen Zhanyan, asking, “Why aren’t you resting?

Wen Jin also understood that Wen Zhanyan hadn’t been sleeping well due to Wen Zhanming’s surgery. With Wen Zhanming still in critical condition despite the successful operation, Wen Zhanyan couldn’t fully relax.

“Oh, it’s too noisy,” Wen Zhanyan stated with an expressionless face.

Wen Jin knew exactly what he meant by “noisy.”

Wen Zhanyan’s sarcasm was directed at Lu Nanxin.

Whenever Lu Nanxin was around, Wen Zhanyan remained lukewarm, even towards Wen Jin. It was his way of voicing his discontent and protest, a grumble against Wen Jin.

Wen Jin paused for a moment, then lowered his gaze and looked at Wen Zhanyan. He seemed to have something to say but hesitated.

“If Daddy wants to talk to me about that person inside, I’m sorry, but I won’t agree. I only want my mommy,” Wen Zhanyan said frankly.

His attitude wasn’t rushed, but he conveyed his thoughts.

Without any further conversation, Wen Zhanyan and Wen Jin turned and walked toward their respective rooms.

Wen Jin furrowed his brows, saying, “Wen Zhanyan.”

Wen Zhanyan paid him no mind and left promptly.

It was unclear whether Wen Jin’s authority was being disregarded or if there was some other implication.

Wen Jin’s expression darkened, and the atmosphere around them instantly turned chilly. Even Shen Bin, who had been standing nearby, was taken aback by the sudden shift.

Shen Bin understood all too well that if a confrontation between Wen Jin and Wen Zhanyan were to escalate, it might lead to more trouble.

The unfortunate ones would be the servants and subordinates of the Wen family.

Shen Bin looked at Wen Zhanyan’s retreating figure with a tearful gaze, silently pleading with his young master to refrain from causing any more disturbances.

Meanwhile, Wen Jin continued to stare, his gaze unwavering.

Over the years, Wen Jin had raised Wen Zhanyan single-handedly, acting as both a father and a mother. While Wen Jin knew that Wen Zhanyan was the son Yu Anwan had given birth to, he deliberately avoided associating Wen

Zhanyan with Yu Anwan.

Wen Zhanyan was essentially a mirror image of Wen Jin, both in appearance and temperament.

However, after Yu Anwan’s appearance, Wen Jin found himself repeatedly reminded of her whenever he looked at Wen Zhanyan.

Rather than merely stating that Wen Zhanyan’s temper resembled his, it was more accurate to say that Wen Zhanyan’s temperament was akin to Yu Anwan’s. When he was provoked, he became unreasonably stubborn.

In the end, Wen Jin couldn’t help but chuckle at his thoughts. Yet, he swiftly concealed his emotions, maintaining his composure. He stood up without a word and headed towards Lu Nanxin’s room.

Lu Nanxin had been well aware of Wen Jin’s return and wouldn’t dare to vent her frustration.

In the presence of Wen Jin, Lu Nanxin’s demeanor couldn’t have been better.

“Jin, I’m sorry for causing you trouble again.” Lu Nanxin spoke first, her voice tinged with distress. She was shouldering all the blame. “My illness has been quite a hassle.”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry.” Wen Jin replied calmly as he approached Lu Nanxin.

Their hands intertwined naturally as Lu Nanxin held onto Wen Jin’s hand, and she looked up at him.

Wen Jin didn’t object, allowing himself to be seated before Lu Nanxin.

“Has the doctor visited?” Wen Jin inquired.

“Yes, they’ve been here. It’s mostly recurring health issues. I’m probably tired from this period and haven’t recovered before, which is why this situation happened.” Lu Nanxin spoke very skillfully..