Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2135: Chapter 2134: Why Not Give It a Try

Before five o’clock, Wen Jin packed up and got off work.

As soon as he stepped out of the office, he received a phone call. He closed the door with one hand and took out his phone with the other.

The call was from Zheng Liangzhu, saying that he had reserved a private room at a certain hotel and invited Wen Jin to dinner.

Wen Jin directly refused, "Sorry, I have things to do tonight, can’t make it."

Zheng Liangzhu didn’t get angry, instead, he chuckled on the other end of the line, "I wanted to discuss Jing Xiaocha and Ou Yihan with President Wen. Aren’t you interested in their affairs?"

This was different from the call yesterday afternoon. Although Wen Jin couldn’t see Zheng Liangzhu’s expression at the moment, he could hear the smugness in his laughter.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his gaze.

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Half an hour later, Wen Jin arrived at the hotel’s private room reserved by Zheng Liangzhu.

"Please sit, President Wen."

Zheng Liangzhu had arrived before him, holding a glass of red wine and gently swirling it. When he saw Wen Jin come in, he lifted his glass to him and greeted him with a smile.

Wen Jin sat down at the large round table, and Zheng Liangzhu immediately had the server pour him some wine, saying, "Bring out a plate of all your signature dishes."

"President Wen, this is a wine I have treasured for many years. You must taste it later."

"No need for the fuss, Mr. Zheng. I only have half an hour; I have other matters to attend to. Whatever you have to say, just get to the point."

Wen Jin looked at Zheng Liangzhu with serene eyes, his voice calm and indifferent.

Zheng Liangzhu laughed heartily, seemingly not worried about his daughter’s affairs at all, and spoke to Wen Jin like an old friend, "I know President Wen is a busy man, but there’s nothing more important than eating."

"I disagree with that, Mr. Zheng. There are far more important things than eating."

Zheng Liangzhu laughed again and jokingly asked, "Could President Wen be talking about marriage?"

His gaze swept over the wine poured by the server for Wen Jin, and he casually said, "I just don’t know if President Wen is more interested in Miss Ou Yihan or Miss Jing Xiaocha?"

After saying this, Zheng Liangzhu looked at Wen Jin meaningfully.

Wen Jin’s expression slightly changed, the coldness between his brows deepening, "Mr. Zheng, what do you mean by this?"

"Just something I heard; please don’t be upset, President Wen."

Zheng Liangzhu’s face was smiling as he keenly observed Wen Jin, "Some say President Wen likes Ou Yihan, others say he prefers Jing Xiaocha, and some gossip that President Wen is enjoying the best of both worlds, having both Ou Yihan and Jing Xiaocha like a red and white rose..."

"Mr. Zheng, you can eat recklessly, but you can’t speak recklessly."

Wen Jin interrupted Zheng Liangzhu seriously, his released aura tinged with a hint of anger.

"President Wen, those weren’t my words."

Zheng Liangzhu observed Wen Jin’s stern expression with increasing smugness, "I have another secret. You might not even know about it, President Wen."

"..."

Wen Jin just looked at him coldly, waiting for him to continue.

The door of the private room opened at this moment, and servers came in one after another with dishes.

Zheng Liangzhu raised his glass, "Let’s have a drink first, President Wen, and then I’ll tell you what I know."

Wen Jin pressed his lips tightly, raised his glass of red wine, and clinked it with Zheng Liangzhu.

After clinking glasses, he didn’t drink.

Zheng Liangzhu didn’t seem to care whether he drank or not and took a sip himself, "This secret comes from Jing Xiaocha’s brother. I heard Jing Xiaocha was with many men before meeting you, President Wen."

"Zhang Jinlei said that?"

Wen Jin’s expression turned cold, his gaze sharp.

"Yes, Zhang Jinlei. He sold me many of Jing Xiaocha’s secrets."

Zheng Liangzhu nodded, leisurely sipping his wine.

Out of the corner of his eye, he kept an eye on Wen Jin’s changing expression, coldly laughing inside, thinking that Wen Jin indeed entangled with both Ou Yihan and Jing Xiaocha as rumored.

It seemed that Jing Xiaocha wasn’t as innocent as she appeared, more like a vixen charming men.

Otherwise, how could she have enchanted both Wen Jin and Jin Zheyu?

"What else did Zhang Jinlei say?"

Wen Jin suppressed his anger, coldly watching Zheng Liangzhu.

"He said they were very poor before; Jing Xiaocha had no other skills to make money except using her body, so Zhang Jinlei arranged clients for her..."

"He’s simply spouting nonsense."

Wen Jin was thoroughly enraged, a frosty layer shrouding his handsome features.

"Don’t be angry yet, President Wen. Zhang Jinlei’s words can’t be entirely trusted, but they also can’t be disbelieved."

Zheng Liangzhu beamed at him, "I know President Wen feels deceived by Zhang Jinlei, which is why you’re so angry. But Jing Xiaocha is indeed good-looking and seems pure; otherwise, Jin Zheyu wouldn’t be so infatuated with her."

"Mr. Zheng, don’t make baseless claims without evidence. It concerns Xiaocha’s reputation, as for Zhang Jinlei’s lies, I’ll question him myself."

Wen Jin rose from his chair.

Zheng Liangzhu wasn’t angered and instead advised like a senior, "President Wen should know that rumors can be terrible. Just because I don’t say it doesn’t mean others won’t. If the media learns about Jing Xiaocha’s past, I’m sure you can imagine the wild stories those imaginative reporters could concoct."

Wen Jin sneered, "Mr. Zheng, don’t forget that we live in a lawful society; everyone bears legal responsibility for their actions. Reporters may be imaginative and gossip-loving, but they’re not fools."

Here, he paused slightly, deliberately slowing his speech, emphasizing each word, "Compared to baseless rumors, I believe reporters would be more interested in Zheng Shirui’s attempts to cling to men, as well as her instigating the kidnapping of Xiaocha and Yi Han."

"You..."

Zheng Liangzhu’s face darkened immediately as he stood up, holding his wine glass.

Wen Jin wore a cold smirk at the corner of his mouth, his gaze calm as he looked at Zheng Liangzhu, "Mr. Zheng should be aware of the butterfly effect. Perhaps Zheng Shirui’s issues are more than just that, and perhaps they might even implicate Mr. Zheng."

"Wen Jin, don’t speak recklessly."

"Why so angry, Mr. Zheng? I didn’t say anything, just kindly reminding you."

The curve of Wen Jin’s mouth deepened, his chilly gaze replaced with mockery. If Zheng Liangzhu wanted to threaten him, it would depend on whether he was willing to be threatened.

"What if Jing Xiaocha or Ou Yihan were exposed as a mistress, I wonder which one President Wen likes more."

"Then why don’t you try? See if reporters are more interested in Yi Han and Xiaocha, or Zheng Shirui."

Wen Jin retorted, pulling out his phone with a lift, "To be honest, Mr. Zheng, I had a private investigator look into Zheng Shirui, and the results were very satisfying. If Mr. Zheng wants all of Zheng Shirui’s secrets out in the open, we can certainly give it a try."