Chapter 209: Yu Anwan, You Really Don ‘t Like Me Anymore?

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

Wen Jin’s gaze remained fixed on Yu Anwan, with one hand resting on her waist.

With his other hand, he gently brushed a strand of hair that had fallen onto Yu Anwan’s cheek behind her ear. His deep eyes were unwavering as they remained fixed on Yu Anwan.

Yu Anwan was somewhat taken aback, not expecting this from Wen Jin.

“You…” Yu Anwan began to speak.

But before she could get a word out, a sudden kiss completely silenced all of Yu Anwan’s voices.

Wen Jin’s soft lips pressed against Yu Anwan’s tender ones, and the warm sensation engulfed her almost instantly.

Yu Anwan was well aware that when Wen Jin became gentle, it was dangerously irresistible.

Instinctively, Yu Anwan used her hand to block Wen Jin’s chest, but it seemed that her effort was as futile as an ant trying to move a giant tree.

The more she resisted, the more dominant Wen Jin became.

Amid this push and pull, Yu Anwan’s rationality seemed to have been drained in an instant. Her heart raced, and her palms grew sweaty. Her final act of resistance was to grip Wen Jin’s shirt sleeve tightly, causing it to twist and hang loosely.

Only when Yu Anwan’s breathing became uneven did Wen Jin finally release her.

Yu Anwan took deep breaths, not even looking at Wen Jin. Her gaze remained fixed on his now loosely hanging sleeve.

She couldn’t quite express whether it was restlessness or some other emotion. Yu Anwan’s ears felt a bit warm.

Suddenly, Wen Jin smiled silently, his thin lips forming a beautiful arc. “What’s there to be embarrassed about?”

Yu Anwan felt a bit annoyed and glared at him.

Wen Jin lowered his head to glance at his sleeves. “What’s wrong with you? You not only destroyed my shirt but now want to ruin my cuffs too?”

Yu Anwan was left speechless.

“Remember to compensate me,” Wen Jin calmly stated.

Yu Anwan gave him an annoyed look. Her words sounded like she was demanding compensation, but there was a teasing undertone.

“No!” Yu Anwan’s tone was a bit sharp.

Wen Jin didn’t appear to be angry. He simply continued to gaze at Yu Anwan. Suddenly, his tall figure pressed down on her, and his handsome face loomed large before her.

Yu Anwan was caught off guard.

Without time to evade, it seemed like Wen Jin was about to kiss her again.

Yet, instead of their lips meeting, Wen Jin’s thin lips suddenly pressed against Yu Anwan’s ear, and he exhaled hot air. A low, magnetic, and slightly husky voice murmured into Yu Anwan’s ear.

“Do you no longer like me?” Wen Jin asked solemnly, their faces extremely close to each other.

So close that Yu Anwan could hear Wen Jin’s strong and steady heartbeat.

Yu Anwan’s lips moved as she gazed at Wen Jin. “I don’t like you.”

Yu Anwan spoke without a trace of expression.

Even as she spoke, she attempted to withdraw her hand from Wen Jin’s grip.

However, Wen Jin promptly secured Yu Anwan’s hand back within his sphere of influence, his deep eyes still locked onto her.

Wen Jin didn’t appear to be angered by Yu Anwan’s response.

Then, he calmly inquired, “Since we’re divorced, why didn’t you abort the child back then? If you get a divorce and abort the child, wouldn’t it be better for you? At least you don’t have any worries and you don’t have to come back to fight for custody with me now.”

Yu Anwan was left speechless.

She couldn’t articulate the emotions she felt, but she knew very well that at that time, she had discovered the pregnancy when the child had already begun to move. She couldn’t bear to part with it.

Furthermore, Yu Anwan knew that no matter how much she had hated Wen Jin back then, there was still love.

Therefore, under those circumstances, Yu Anwan couldn’t possibly have chosen to terminate the pregnancy.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan seriously, as if trying to discern something in her eyes.

At that moment, Yu Anwan suddenly lifted her head and calmly gazed at Wen Jin. “Wen Jin, does it affect you whether I have children or not?”

“Didn’t you affect me by giving birth to Zhanyan?” Wen Jin asked indifferently.

Yu Anwan was at a loss for words but stubbornly stated, “Give me back my

Zhanyan. That way, you won’t be affected at all.”

“You wish, ” Wen Jin smiled and pinched the tip of Yu Anwan’s nose.

He didn’t seem angry. Instead, he laughed somewhat exasperatedly, and there was even a hint of intimacy in his actions.

Before Yu Anwan could retort, Wen Jin continued, “When Zhanyan first came, he indeed disrupted all of my rhythms and plans.”

Wen Jin had never been a father, so having a son suddenly was quite challenging. Besides, it had been over half a year since Lu Nanxin returned to the country, and Wen Zhanming had remained steadfast in his position. He and Wen Jin had numerous conflicts, and now with Wen Zhanyan added to the mix, one could easily imagine Lu Nanxin’s feelings.

Their arguments had never ceased.

At that time, Wen Zhanyan’s health was fragile, and he spent a significant amount of time in the hospital. Wen Jin had personally accompanied him for most of it.

Fortunately, Wen Zhanyan was a sensible child and rarely caused trouble for Wen Jin. Moreover, he was intelligent and grasped things quickly. After all, he was their flesh and blood. Wen Jin was very fond of his son, holding him close, not to mention Wen Zhanming.

In such circumstances, Lu Nanxin had finally relented, though Wen Jin understood that it wasn’t genuine acceptance but rather a forced one to gain Wen Zhanming’s approval.

Wen Jin chuckled silently when he thought about how he had personally raised Wen Zhanyan.

He naturally engaged Yu Anwan in a conversation about Wen Zhanyan’s childhood. Yu Anwan listened attentively, and the conflicting emotions seemed to dissipate.

The two of them sat quietly by the window.

“Zhanyan is a child who makes one proud.” At this point, Wen Jin smiled.

Yu Anwan knew how much Wen Jin cared for Wen Zhanyan. It wasn’t merely about grooming him as the heir of the Wen family. It was genuine affection.

Yu Anwan lowered her head, but even so, she had no intention of giving up custody of Wen Zhanyan.

However, Yu Anwan concealed her thoughts well. When she looked at Wen Jin again, she didn’t hold back her words. “Of course, Zhanyan is my child. How could he not be outstanding?”

Wen Jin laughed at Yu Anwan’s shamelessness.

He probably had never encountered someone as audacious and generous as Yu Anwan.

Wen Jin reached out and pinched Yu Anwan’s cheek. “Yu Anwan, don’t you feel guilty saying that?”

“Of course not!” Yu Anwan swatted away Wen Jin’s hand. “Don’t touch me!”

“You didn’t refrain from touching me, did you?” Wen Jin raised an eyebrow. “In bed, you’re more hands-on than anyone.”

Yu Anwan was left speechless..