Chapter 388: Maybe Nanxin Doesn’t Give Me the Impulse to Get Married

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

Even the path they walked seemed meticulously planned, leading them to this point.

“How did you know…” Yu Anwan asked.

Wen Jin was a typical workaholic.

He would never be aware of romantic and beautiful things like this.

Yu Anwan was well aware that when Wen Jin coaxed her, he would willingly give her money to buy anything she liked.

He wouldn’t personally engage in such matters.

Wen Jin was a person devoid of romantic inclinations.

After all, Wen Jin didn’t need romance here. There were plenty of women coming one after another.

Who dared to make too many excessive demands on Wen Jin?

Yu Anwan’s mind was a little chaotic, all thanks to Wen Jin.

“Look, the sun is going down,” Wen Jin said as if he didn’t care.

Following Wen Jin’s lead, Yu Anwan gazed at the horizon.

The entire sky had been painted pink, gentle, and dazzling.

This shade of pink was something Yu Anwan had never seen before.

The sun slowly descended toward the sea level.

As the sun set, the sky’s color gradually changed.

It was evident and straightforward.

No discernible clues could be found in these subtleties.

Yet, within such subtleties, it evoked a palpable sense of excitement.

That was the flavor of love.

The word seemed surreal when it entered Yu Anwan’s mind.

But in the next moment, Yu Anwan blurted out, “Wen Jin, are we in love?”

Wen Jin nodded.

His response was somewhat casual.

However, his gaze, focused entirely on Yu Anwan, was intense.

Under these circumstances, Yu Anwan seemed to have been enchanted.

Her long eyelashes blinked, and she stood on her tiptoes, initiating a sudden kiss on Wen Jin.

This act was unprecedentedly bold.

There was no resistance this time.

It was as if Wen Jin was the only one left in her eyes.

Wen Jin’s eyes darkened as Yu Anwan took the lead.

In the next moment, Wen Jin seized control, gripping Yu Anwan’s waist firmly.

With a strong pull, Yu Anwan was drawn into his embrace.

This kiss was somewhat lingering.

Yet, it was irresistibly compelling.

The sun had gradually disappeared below the sea level.

The afterglow gently permeated the entire sky, casting a halo on the two of them.

It seemed to sanctify this kiss.

After a long while, until Yu Anwan could no longer breathe, Wen Jin finally released her.

However, he still held Yu Anwan in his arms.

Their hearts were racing.

It was only when Wen Jin’s heartbeat had calmed down that he once again took hold of Yu Anwan’s hand.

The two of them strolled along the beach, heading in the direction of the villa step by step.

A subtle quietness permeated the air.

“Have you been in London all these years?” Wen Jin suddenly inquired.

She was asking about Yu Anwan’s past six years.

“Didn’t you find out?” Yu Anwan fell silent.

Did Wen Jin need to ask her about this?

Yet, Wen Jin’s words were open and candid. “Yes, but I still want to hear it from you.”

Oh.

If President Wen wanted to hear it, then she would share.

However, Yu Anwan knew she didn’t want to spoil the atmosphere.

From the corner of her eyes, she noticed the intertwined hands of the two.

Then, Yu Anwan slowly narrated the events of the past few years.

Her own experiences, those of Dabao and Xiaobao, bit by bit.

Especially when discussing the health issues of Dabao and Xiaobao, she described being by their side in the hospital.

Sometimes, when Dabao recovered, Xiaobao would fall ill again.

Recalling the oppressive feeling during Xiaobao’s critical condition, Yu Anwan found it horrifying.

Even as a doctor, she felt powerless.

Staring at the critical illness notification, Yu Anwan nearly broke down.

“I won’t let it happen again.” Wen Jin assured, tightening his grip on Yu Anwan’s hand.

Seeming to regain composure, Yu Anwan responded, “Of course not. It’s all in the past. You managed to get a ready-made benefit.”

“Alright, it’s my fault.” Wen Jin smiled.

Seeing how amiable Wen Jin was, Yu Anwan remained silent.

Soon, Wen Jin asked, “Why didn’t you leave all the children to me?”

Under normal circumstances, it was always convenient for a woman not to take care of her child.

Whether it was remarriage or something else.

As Yu Anwan listened to Wen Jin’s question, she snorted and said, “You wish, do you want me to leave them for you to torment?”

Wen Jin was speechless.

“If it wasn’t for the fact that Zhanyan might not be able to make it to London by then, I wouldn’t even have left you with Zhanyan,” Yu Anwan snorted and said bluntly.

Wen Jin listened helplessly, but he didn’t get angry. He just pinched the tip of Yu Anwan’s nose.

So, Wen Jin wondered, “Was he still feeling fortunate about Zhanyan’s situation at that time?”

Yu Anwan left Wen Zhanyan to stay. Otherwise, they would not have met again.

Wen Jin could easily guess that if all three children were in Yu Anwan’s hands, she would not return to Jiang City.

As for himself, perhaps the trajectory of his life would not change again.

He and Lu Nanxin continued to live like this.

“What about you? How come you’ve been carrying Zhanyan all these years?” Yu Anwan asked.

“Zhanyan is not in good health. You know that when I found him, he was already on his last breath,” Wen Jin said truthfully.

Yu Anwan’s heart tightened when she heard that.

“Later on, because of Zhanyan’s health, I brought Zhanyan with me wherever I went. I didn’t trust anyone.”

Wen Jin continued to explain, “In the end, it was neither good nor bad. Everyone was used to it. It was only after Zhanyan’s condition stabilized for more than a year that I stopped bringing him around.”

Yu Anwan nodded.

“And then?” Wen Jin asked again.

“What?” Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin in confusion.

But soon, Yu Anwan understood what Wen Jin was asking.

“I was here the whole time. I only left when I saw you take Zhanyan away,” Yu Anwan said quietly.

Wen Jin did not say anything.

He only tightened his grip on Yu Anwan’s hand.

This question was not very comfortable for both of them, so they stopped there.

On the way back to the villa, they were still chatting intermittently.

The topic was much more casual, sounding like an old couple.

Until they reached the front of the villa.

Suddenly, Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin seriously.

“What do you want to say?” Wen Jin was silent for a moment.

“Why didn’t you marry Lu Nanxin all these years?” Yu Anwan didn’t hide anything.

This was a question that had troubled Yu Anwan for a long time.

It was one thing for Wen Zhanming to disagree.

Wen Zhanming didn’t agree, but that didn’t mean Wen Jin couldn’t do anything about it.

When Wen Jin wanted to be strong, Wen Zhanming could only compromise.

However, after such a long time, Lu Nanxin had never been Mrs. Wen.

This made people feel that it was much more unbelievable.

On the other hand, Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan.

“Forget it,” Yu Anwan waved her hand. “It has nothing to do with me.”

But unexpectedly, Wen Jin explained, “Maybe Nanxin didn’t make me have the urge to get married.”