Chapter 305: Aren ‘t You Shameless? What Are You Afraid
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“As long as you find Xiaobao, I can agree to any of your conditions unconditionally,” Yu Anwan said passively.
“Does that include giving up custody of the child and all rights?” Wen Jin asked Yu Anwan with a cold expression.
“Wen Jin, you…” Yu Anwan froze.
And this was indeed the most significant obstacle standing between Wen Jin and Yu Anwan.
There was an ongoing custody dispute.
Yu Anwan had returned to China for the sake of custody.
If she knew that it would ultimately expose Dabao, Yu Anwan thought she might not even set foot in Jiang City.
“Otherwise?” Wen Jin continued to be confrontational. “Yu Anwan, besides custody, I might be attracted to your body. What else do you have that’s worth negotiating with me for?”
Wen Jin was questioning Yu Anwan.
Yu Anwan was becoming increasingly passive under Wen Jin’s questioning, and Wen Jin was pushing relentlessly.
Yu Anwan was retreating step by step.
It would be untrue to say that she wasn’t afraid in this quiet space.
However, under these circumstances, Yu Anwan couldn’t give herself any room for retreat.
She could be a queen at any time, but in the face of Xiaobao’s problem, Yu Anwan had to compromise.
Observing Wen Jin’s gloomy expression and the way he gazed at her, Yu Anwan suddenly fell silent, as if she had just made a momentous decision.
Wen Jin naturally understood this reaction. He lowered his gaze as if to see what Yu Anwan would do.
However, his hands in his pockets tightened.
Wen Jin thought that Yu Anwan had confessed voluntarily. After all, Yu Xiaobao was connected to the Wen family, and that was the reason Wen Jin reacted. Wen Jin didn’t want this to happen. It was only under his relentless questioning that Yu Anwan had confessed.
In the end, what Yu Anwan did was astonishingly beyond imagination.
She gazed quietly at Wen Jin, her slender hand reaching behind her. In the quiet space, she heard the soft sound of a zipper sliding.
Wen Jin’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and the blinds behind him weren’t entirely closed. If someone were to glance inside as they walked past, they would catch a glimpse of this revealing sight.
Yu Anwan’s porcelain-white skin was naturally beautiful.
Despite giving birth to triplets, she looked like she hadn’t given birth at all, except for a faint mark on her lower abdomen.
She remained alluring.
The current Yu Anwan had lost some of her sharpness and instead appeared somewhat tired. This exhaustion, strangely, made Yu Anwan even more captivating.
Her dress, perhaps having been worn all night, had become slightly wrinkled and now slipped off her.
The inner lining matched the same color.
Wen Jin’s gaze grew even darker, with the sparks in his eyes dancing while he intently fixed his gaze on Yu Anwan.
“So when you ask for help, you naturally resort to pleasing others?” Wen Jin asked darkly.
Too many images flashed through Wen Tin’s mind.
However, the scene of Wen Yan and Yu Anwan getting along was the one that ultimately remained fixed.
That jealousy felt like thousands of ants crawling over his heart, gradually consuming Wen Jin’s rationality.
Yu Anwan seemed oblivious to Wen Jin’s words and continued with her actions.
Her movements weren’t fast, but upon closer inspection of Yu Anwan’s trembling fingertips, it was evident that she was nervous. Thus, Yu Anwan’s presence was alluring.
Each of her movements had a captivating quality, especially for Wen Jin.
Especially because of Yu Anwan’s unease, her slow movements seemed deliberate.
However, Wen Jin remained motionless, as if engaged in a silent contest with Yu Anwan to see who would yield first.
“Enough.” Wen Jin suddenly snapped.
Yu Anwan had ended up entirely exposed to the air by then. Her gaze was defiant, but when she looked back at Wen Jin, a faint trace of grievance seemed to emerge.
As if scolding Wen Jin for being melodramatic.
She was already in this state, so what was the point of Wen Jin being melodramatic?
At this point, Yu Anwan felt a pang of regret and seemed about to put the clothing back on the floor without much consideration. However, Wen Jin moved faster and seized Yu Anwan’s wrist with a backward motion.
Yu Anwan exclaimed, and Wen Jin looked at her with a cold expression. “Why are you shouting? You’ve done this sort of thing as naturally as can be, weren’t you?”
Yu Anwan didn’t even get a chance to defend herself. Wen Jin’s kiss captured her, and she tumbled onto the leather sofa.
The icy sensation was palpable.
Despite her predicament, Yu Anwan could faintly discern the movements of people outside.
Even though no one was looking in their direction, Yu Anwan remained uneasy. She reached out and pressed against Wen Jin’s chest. “Don’t… There are people outside.”
Her voice was soft, tinged with a hint of irritation and anxiety, and her eyes remained fixed on the outside of the blinds.
Naturally, Wen Jin noticed as well. He spoke gruffly. “Aren’t you the one with no shame? What are you afraid of?”
“You…”
The two of them were already entwined, and Wen Jin paid no attention to Yu Anwan’s uneasiness. He grew even more audacious.
Yu Anwan’s heart raced, and when she looked at Wen Jin, her resistance was still evident.
This resistance seemed more like a tantalizing invitation. Amid this push and pull, Wen Jin let out a low curse, whether it was due to irritation with Yu Anwan or whether he had relented before her, it was unclear.
The previously half-opened blinds were now fully closed.
Yu Anwan breathed a sigh of relief.
“Can we lock the door now?” Wen Jin inquired, his face still dark. “I’ve never seen anyone so melodramatic.”
“The door isn’t locked,” Yu Anwan added.
She had barged in earlier without any resistance. If someone else were to barge in, who knew what could happen?
Wen Jin was left speechless.
He thought Yu Anwan was doing it on purpose. Even as she was pleading with him, she was causing trouble for him when she was at a disadvantage, perhaps aiming to impair his performance.
This time, Wen Jin paid no heed to Yu Anwan.
Amid his overpowering presence, Yu Anwan was unable to utter a word.
The temperature in the spacious office continued to rise. What had started as resistance had slowly morphed into a contest of dominance and unreasonableness.
The black leather sofa and the French window a short distance away reflected the image of two mandarin ducks entwined.
Everything had shifted out of tune, yet it felt entirely natural.
A long time passed, and it was a substantial duration, with Yu Anwan’s breathing becoming uneven. She finally regained her composure after being subjected to Wen Jin’s dominance.
Wen Jin had already left, transforming back into the well-dressed scion of a noble family. The only evidence of what had transpired was his disheveled shirt.
Wen Jin lit a cigarette and gazed at Yu Anwan.
Yu Anwan, no longer attempting pretense, had lost all her composure at this point. She did not need pretense anymore, finding Xiaobao was the top priority.
“Wen Jin…” Yu Anwan, still unclothed, looked at Wen Jin..