When Wen Jin spoke, a trace of confusion flashed in Jing Xiaocha’s clear eyes.

She didn’t quite understand what Wen Jin meant.

Or perhaps, she didn’t dare to believe it was the meaning she thought it was.

Jing Xiaocha wasn’t a fool, nor was she a girl who was clueless about feelings. But she knew very well that Wen Jin was currently dating Ou Yihan.

She didn’t want to be a third party, even less did she want to ruin the relationship between Wen Jin and Ou Yihan. So, every time Wen Jin gave her a certain ambiguous illusion, she told herself not to overthink it.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Wen Jin’s heart softened in an instant, a smile spread across his dark eyes, "Although Ranran already explained it to you just now, I still want to hear it directly from you again, after you eat, then explain."

After saying this, Wen Jin stood up and deliberately kissed Jing Xiaocha on the forehead.

Satisfied, he watched her eyes widen suddenly.

He chuckled softly, "I also have something to tell you later."

Jing Xiaocha’s mind went blank.

She forgot what day it was, just stupidly staring at Wen Jin in front of her, whose brows were smiling, as if something was growing in the air.

She dared not raise her hand to touch the place Wen Jin had just kissed, only that part of her skin was particularly hot, like it was being roasted by fire.

Wen Jin pulled over a chair beside her and sat down. Seeing her still foolishly staring at him, he directly picked up Jing Xiaocha’s bowl of rice, took a spoonful and fed it to her mouth, "Don’t be dumb, hurry up and eat."

"..."

The confusion in Jing Xiaocha’s eyes turned into complexity, her mind was in chaos.

Vaguely aware that something seemed to have happened, something she didn’t dare to think about, she subconsciously frowned.

Secretly telling herself, Brother Wen just kissed her forehead like a brother doting on his sister.

But a voice argued back, Brother Wen had never kissed her this way before, at most he would gently pat her on the head.

"Open your mouth."

As if bewitched by him, Jing Xiaocha instinctively opened her mouth and ate the food he fed to her lips.

Until Wen Jin finished feeding the food in the bowl, Jing Xiaocha hadn’t fully sobered up, and her heartbeat hadn’t calmed down.

Wen Jin pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, his movements gentle and slow, his jet-black eyes constantly radiating tenderness.

"Xiaocha, no matter what you do, whatever decision you make, I hope you’ll let me know."

Wen Jin’s gentle voice echoed in her ear, his hand still resting at the corner of her mouth, the warm fingertips touching her delicate skin, the heat from the friction felt like electricity.

"Okay."

Not sure if she had thought it through, but she agreed anyway.

Wen Jin was very satisfied with her response, looking straight into her eyes, said word by word, "I’ve broken up with Yihan."

"Why?"

Jing Xiaocha responded almost instantly, the words blurting out.

Wen Jin smiled faintly, tossed the tissue into a nearby trash bin, "It was the afternoon you were kidnapped that I realized your place in my heart exceeded my imagination, seeing you faint in my arms at that moment, my own heart stopped beating."

"..."

Jing Xiaocha’s eyes widened in shock, her mouth slightly agape in astonishment.

But she couldn’t utter a word.

She couldn’t distinguish how she felt, overjoyed? Or unbelieving?

If what was happening wasn’t her imagination, Brother Wen was saying he liked her.

Brother Wen liked her.

"So, when you said you gave up the lawsuit against Zheng Shirui for Jin Zheyu, I was actually jealous."

"..."

"I don’t like you associating with Jin Zheyu, even more, I don’t like you doing things you don’t want to do for him."

"Now it’s your turn to explain."

"..."

The happiness came too fast, and Jing Xiaocha was completely caught off guard.

Actually, Wen Jin’s confession wasn’t direct, compared to many others, his approach was too subtle.

But Jing Xiaocha was already overwhelmed by the wave of happiness. After pining for Wen Jin for so long, hearing him say that her place in his heart exceeded his imagination.

Just that one sentence made Jing Xiaocha feel as if she could die of happiness.

"Xiaocha, are you not going to explain to me?"

Instead of saying Wen Jin was persistent, it would be more accurate to say he was domineering, he insisted on Jing Xiaocha explaining to him personally.

Jing Xiaocha blinked, slowly coming back to her senses, looking at the gentle gaze of Wen Jin in front of her, she uncertainly asked, "Brother Wen, just now, did you mean...?"

"Now it’s about me asking you questions."

"Uh."

Jing Xiaocha quickly lowered her head.

"Uh what, I’m waiting for your explanation."

Jing Xiaocha lifted her head again, blinked a few times, her thoughts finally returned, enabling her to think normally, "When I was abroad, Jin Zheyu saved me once, because I was injured, so I’ve always owed him a favor."

"Didn’t you say you were doing well abroad?"

Wen Jin looked at her seriously.

Jing Xiaocha was taken aback, "That was an accident."

"What kind of accident?"

Wen Jin clearly wanted a detailed explanation, not just a couple of sentences like what Jing Xiaocha told Wen Ran.

So Jing Xiaocha recounted the details of that unexpected incident to Wen Jin, after hearing it, a shadow cast over Wen Jin’s handsome face.

"Brother Wen, don’t be angry."

Jing Xiaocha feared Wen Jin would get mad and leave, so she quickly tried to appease him.

"I’m not angry."

Wen Jin’s expression softened, replying in a gentle tone.

He was only mad at himself for not liking Jing Xiaocha sooner, letting her go abroad alone, living a year in solitude.

When you don’t like someone, it doesn’t matter what they do.

Once you start liking someone, you’ll even feel heartache for the grievances they suffered in the past.

Humans are strange creatures, and Wen Jin was no exception.

Hearing him say he wasn’t mad, Jing Xiaocha continued, "Jin Zheyu said it this morning, so I just didn’t want to owe him anymore, that’s why I agreed to him."

"In the future, don’t associate with him anymore."

Wen Jin said domineeringly.

"I’ve already repaid his favor, from now on, he and I won’t be friends anymore."

Jing Xiaocha, though kind, wasn’t foolish enough to let others take advantage of her without retaliating.

If it weren’t for Jin Zheyu, she wouldn’t have given up on suing Zheng Shirui.

"But your novel is being adapted into a TV series, so you’ll still have many opportunities to meet him in the future."

Wen Jin was still unhappy, even if Xiaocha didn’t like Jin Zheyu, Jin Zheyu always had her in mind, which would bring her continuous harm.

Even if Jing Xiaocha let Zheng Shirui go, Wen Jin had no intention of letting her off the hook.

He had asked Ou Yihan earlier, learned Jin Zheyu had also sought out Ou Yihan, but was driven out of the hospital room by Mother Ou.

However, because of this, Mother Ou didn’t understand Xiaocha’s actions.

"Even if we meet in the future, I won’t interact with him anymore, I keep my promises." Jing Xiaocha’s voice was low but firm.