I’d Like to Introduce My Wife

Chapter 11: Earning Money Is Meant for You to Spend

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Seeing Shen Jing return, Fu Linyuan stood up expressionlessly, grabbed her hand and led her outside without saying a word. The car was parked at the hotel entrance, and Fu Linyuan opened the door, pushing Shen Jing inside before getting in himself. He instructed the driver, “Drive.” His tone was icy cold.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Fu Nan swallowed his saliva. Why was Young Master angry again? It must be because Miss Shen did something again… Poor Young Master.

Shen Jing glanced at Fu Linyuan. He exuded an aura that said: “I’m displeased.”

Shen Jing felt confused. She didn’t provoke him. After thinking for a moment, she took the initiative to ask, “Fu Linyuan, are you angry? Angry with me?”

Fu Linyuan closed his eyes and remained silent. He was filled with anger now.

Feeling Fu Linyuan’s indifference, Shen Jing shifted her position slightly, and the car immediately fell into silence. As time passed, Fu Linyuan’s expression became increasingly unpleasant. Why couldn’t this woman comfort him? Anger raged in his chest, nearing its breaking point. Suddenly, his back felt a layer of warmth, and a faint fragrance reached his nose.

Fu Linyuan opened his eyes and saw Shen Jing’s fair fingers holding onto his hand. Her clear eyes stared at him. “Alright, don’t be angry anymore, okay?” Her voice was soft and coaxing, and it warmed the ears of the listener. Fu Linyuan couldn’t control himself anymore. He grabbed Shen Jing’s hand and pulled her into his embrace.

Fu Nan, who was in front, silently pulled up the partition.

Fu Linyuan held Shen Jing’s chin, his pitch-black eyes filled with a possessive desire. Regardless of whom she had in her heart, at least she was his now. She could only be his in the future. He let out a light breath and gently caressed Shen Jing’s chin with his fingers. “Shen Jing…” His breath was hot, and his hoarse voice was commanding, “Kiss me.”

At night, Shen Jing lay on the bed and opened the recorded video sent by her bodyguards on her phone. In the chilly night, Jiang Wenhe, Jiang Lanzhu, and Chen Meng knelt shivering in front of her mother’s tombstone, trembling all over. Two bodyguards stood behind them, ready to strike them with a stick if they fell backward, commanding them to kneel properly.

Seeing this scene, Shen Jing smiled with satisfaction. After exiting the video, she returned to the WeChat interface. When she saw the “Family” group in her contacts, her hand paused for a moment. After hesitating for a while, she opened the WeChat of a certain person. Just as she was unsure whether to send a message or what to say, that person initiated a WeChat call. Shen Jing quickly pressed the answer button. “Uncle…”

“What do you want to say? You had been typing for five minutes, and you still couldn’t say it?” The voice on the other end was gentle, with a hint of indulgence.

Shen Jing didn’t expect her uncle to actually notice the typing reminder in the WeChat chat interface. She felt a bit embarrassed but then remembered her maternal grandfather’s death from a cerebral hemorrhage and her uncle’s family facing jail time in her previous life. She suddenly choked up.

Shen Shouchuan immediately noticed, “What’s wrong? Jingjing, has someone been bullying you? Is it Jiang Lanzhu and the others?”

“No, no, it’s just that I miss you all a little,” Shen Jing said, her voice carrying a few traces of her smile.

“Silly girl, if you miss us, just come back,” Shen Shouchuan said helplessly. “When we came to pick you up, you didn’t want to come back and insisted on staying in Jingcheng. You…” He paused halfway through his sentence. He didn’t want to argue with Shen Jing over this matter anymore. After a momentary silence, he said, “Jingjing, your uncle, your maternal grandfather, and your brother are all in Country M, preparing for the racing team. We’ll be training in isolation for two months and won’t be able to reply you in time. If there’s anything, remember to call your aunt. We’ll come back to see you once the race is over, alright?”

“Okay.” Hearing the mention of her aunt, Shen Jing’s smile faded slightly, but she obediently said, “Uncle, you all focus on preparing for the race. Don’t worry about me. Take care of yourselves, especially in the cold weather.”

“Don’t worry, we’re in good health,” Shen Shouchuan was delighted to be cared about by Shen Jing. “Our Jingjing seems more sensible now, showing concern for others.”

Shen Jing chatted with Shen Shouchuan for a while before ending the WeChat call. Just as she hung up, she received a message notification. It was a money transfer message sent by Shen Shouchuan: “Jingjing, here’s five million for you to spend. If it’s not enough, ask your uncle or your brother. Don’t hesitate. You are the little princess of our Shen family, and we earn money to spend it on you.”

Shen Jing smiled and accepted the money. Afterward, she planned to use these two months of her grandfather’s closed-door training to clean up the mess here.