Chapter 147: What Is Your Ex-Husband Doing?

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

This question made even Yu Anwan, who was drinking tea, unable to resist a cough.

Alright, Zhou Shen, you were something.

However, Zhou Shen still looked at Yu Anwan smugly as if he was asking for praise.

Yu Anwan didn’t hold back and gave Zhou Shen a thumbs-up, and Zhou Shen looked practically like he was going to burst with pride.

The interaction between the two was silent. Wen Jin held the teacup and looked at it secretly as if he didn’t care much, but no one could understand Wen Jin’s current emotions.

On the other hand, Lu Nanxin felt a touch of embarrassment due to Zhou Shen’s question, but she could only put on a smile on the surface.

Zhou Shen’s question had struck right at Lu Nanxin’s sore spot.

“Thank you for your concern, President Zhou. When Jin and I get married, I’ll make sure to send you an invitation.” Lu Nanxin responded with elegance.

“Ah,” Zhou Shen acknowledged. “You should send an invitation to my father. After all, I’m not that familiar with Miss Lu. It wouldn’t be appropriate to just show up at Miss Lu’s wedding.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Nanxin couldn’t help but feel infuriated.

However, under such circumstances, Lu Nanxin dared not say anything and could only look at Wen Jin with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

Wen Jin didn’t seem to care too much. He was just playing with the teacup. He didn’t seem to be in a hurry when Zhou Shen’s words were almost provocative. Lu Nanxin, lacking the courage to prompt Wen Jin, had to wait silently.

Suddenly, Wen Jin chuckled. His gaze shifted to Zhou Shen as he spoke nonchalantly, “I was talking with President Zhou earlier. Why did I hear that the suitable match President Zhou found for you isn’t Miss Yu?”

“Oh, I see. President Wen might be familiar with my father’s mistress?” Zhou Shen retorted his grin a mix of mischief.

Zhou Shen wouldn’t hesitate to take a stab even at his father if need be.

As Yu Anwan sipped her soup, she ended up choking a bit.

“Take your time. There’s no rush,” Zhou Shen quickly patted Yu Anwan’s back and eased her discomfort. “Shall I peel the shrimp for you? Would you like some king crab?”

“Yes, please,” Yu Anwan chimed in, demonstrating good cooperation.

Zhou Shen playfully rebuked, “You’re the only one who’d dare boss me around.”

“Oh…” Yu Anwan’s voice trailed off.

Zhou Shen, accustomed to being the young master, was usually the one being attended to. Hence, when he unexpectedly peeled the shrimp for Yu Anwan, he ended up a little embarrassed.

However, Zhou Shen would never let himself lose face in front of Wen Jin.

Though it appeared somewhat chaotic, Yu Anwan didn’t seem to mind and waited patiently.

Once Zhou Shen finished peeling, he directly placed the food in Yu Anwan’s mouth, and she ate it with a contented smile.

Their interaction grew increasingly intimate, causing Lu Nanxin’s discomfort to deepen.

In Lu Nanxin’s eyes, Yu Anwan, being an illegitimate daughter, shouldn’t be the center of everyone’s attention. Even though Wen Jin didn’t express anything, he had been focused on Yu Anwan the whole time.

At this point, Lu Nanxin adopted a softer tone, trying to be charming as she coquettishly said, “Jin, I’d like some shrimp.”

With her gentle and tender tone, quite distinct from Yu Anwan’s directness, it was difficult for a man to refuse such a woman.

However, Lu Nanxin was facing Wen Jin, who simply glanced her way with a detached demeanor.

Yu Anwan, having just been fed king crab by Zhou Shen, spoke with a somewhat muffled voice, “President Wen, it’s been rumored that you and Mrs.

Wen have a good relationship. So, I assume you must peel prawns quite often.” It was hard to determine whether it was provocation or schadenfreude.

Yu Anwan was well aware that Wen Jin had a strong aversion to germs, a serious case of germophobia.

In the Wen family, Yu Anwan might have appeared submissive, but she wasn’t entirely without her strategies. She knew how to target Wen Jin’s sensitive spots, like asking him to peel prawns in front of Wen Zhanming. Wen Jin’s expression of disgust was simply out of this world.

So, Yu Anwan couldn’t resist but tease Wen Jin.

And of course, Zhou Shen had to add his two cents, “Wanwan, why would such a noble person like President Wen peel prawns? Haven’t you seen the newspapers saying that Miss Lu serves him personally?”

Indeed, the newspapers had written such things.

In the eyes of the media, Lu Nanxin appeared to be reaching upward by associating with Wen Jin.

Even if Lu Nanxin shared the surname “Lu”, she was still considered the illegitimate daughter of the Lu family, and that didn’t sit well with high society.

“Oh, is that so?” Yu Anwan replied, pretending to take Zhou Shen seriously.

“Exactly,” Zhou Shen said and raised an eyebrow.

Their conversation continued as if they were alone, leaving Lu Nanxin feeling quite embarrassed and unable to extricate herself. Her eyes were fixed on Wen Jin with a plea.

She didn’t want Wen Jin to embarrass her in front of everyone.

The atmosphere was slightly tense, yet Yu Anwan remained oblivious to it.

Suddenly, Wen Jin lowered his head and smiled, a subtle gesture that caught Yu Anwan’s peripheral vision.

He naturally rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, revealing his well-defined, slender fingers. Then, in front of both Yu Anwan and Zhou Shen, he deftly picked up a prawn and started peeling it.

On the other hand, Lu Nanxin’s eyes were filled with delight, and her heart was practically jumping for joy.

Yu Anwan simply observed. Even if it was an act, Wen Jin had already done it, hadn’t he?

Back in the days of the Wen family, Yu Anwan had also used Wen Zhanming to exert pressure on Wen Jin when she wanted to make him uncomfortable. From start to finish, Wen Jin had never shown her any kindness, let alone anything else.

Thinking about it, Yu Anwan couldn’t quite pinpoint her emotions.

“Jin, thank you,” Lu Nanxin’s voice softened as she spoke, dispelling the previous gloom.

Wen Jin remained silent.

Zhou Shen seemed to have gotten into a fight with Wen Jin. It could also be attributed to his newfound skill in peeling prawns and crabs, as his speed was progressively increasing. He even seemed a bit addicted to it. “Do you want some mantis shrimp? I’ll peel it for you.”

Meanwhile, the plate in front of Yu Anwan had already turned into a small mound.

She looked at Zhou Shen, who responded nonchalantly, “If you can’t finish it, I’ll take care of it.’

A response that exuded boyfriend vibes.

Yu Anwan hummed in agreement.

However, Zhou Shen directed his gaze at Wen Jin, half-smiling, half-teasing,

“President Wen, did you only peel one for Miss Lu?”

Wen Jin had just finished peeling a prawn. Confronted with Zhou Shen’s provocation, Lu Nanxin chose not to respond. She eagerly waited for Wen Jin to place the prawn in her bowl.

To everyone’s surprise, Wen Jin set the prawn aside and quietly gave some instructions to the waiter. The onlookers couldn’t help but be curious about Wen Jin’s actions.

Yu Anwan remained composed.

Before long, the waiter returned with the sauce Wen Jin had requested. Without uttering a word, Wen Jin proceeded to mix the sauce in front of everyone. This act left Zhou Shen and Lu Nanxin somewhat bewildered. Zhou Shen couldn’t resist leaning in and asking Yu Anwan in a hushed tone, “What’s your ex-husband up to?”

Yu Anwan didn’t reply verbally, but her focus was locked on Wen Jin’s actions. She knew that Wen Jin was adjusting the sauce, and this particular sauce was one that Yu Anwan particularly enjoyed.

While Yu Anwan indulged in seafood, she had her moments of fussiness. Sauces needed to be perfectly balanced. Otherwise, she wouldn’t even touch her food if it appeared too dry. Hence, her plate continued to pile up with more and more food..