Chapter 2190: You are my only color 25

As for what position Jin Chen should take in the company internship, the couple had different opinions.

Personal assistant.

Jin Chen saw the employment notice in his mailbox early that morning, and after mentally counting Wen Jin's assistant team and secretarial team, he immediately felt unhappy.

You already have so many assistants, how come I'm also an assistant?

The assistant corps is about to cause inflation.

Wen Jin took a break from the documents, lifted his head, and stared at Jin Chen's beautiful brows and eyes for a while, easing his fatigue, then said: "This is different."

He cupped Jin Chen's face, saying, "You are my personal assistant; you cannot leave me for 24 hours."

Jin Chen wasn't having it, saying, "This is just the office-worker version of a caged canary."

Wen Jin: "……"

It really seems to be.

The two looked into each other's eyes for a while.

Jin Chen continued to argue, "I thought it would at least be an art design position."

Wen Jin looked at him, his furrowed brow relaxing instead, and he soothed by rubbing his hair, saying, "It can also be that."

You can do whatever work you want, but you have to work in my office.

Jin Chen: "……" Well, that's fine too.

After the work matters were finally settled, Jin Chen tossed aside his tablet and pulled Wen Jin up from his work chair.

You should rest your eyes more; come with me for a walk in the garden.

Regarding Wen Jin's eye rest time, Jin Chen exercised strict control; even when doctors' advice failed, he had suggested to Jin Chen that if it really couldn't be done, they should forcibly cut power to Zhuang Yuan.

Who would have thought Jin Chen would find the right method as soon as he tried.

Not "You should……" but "Come with me……"

Repeated attempts were unsatisfactory.

The medical team and household assistants all said the method was good, but it had no reference value at all.

The news of Jin Chen joining the general group's work spread without a trace.

Wen Jin's favoritism toward Jin Chen had long been obvious; now, because of this matter, many Wen family relatives wanted to come and show concern for Jin Chen, but Jin Chen pretended not to know and refused.

Wen Clan General Group.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, the twilight cut the city into blocks of interwoven light and dark.

Jin Chen found a balcony outside the office to settle in, casually sketched a few quick drawings, and the scratching of the pen tip was especially clear in the empty hallway.

【Should be even more domineering.】 Ling Gun Gun glanced, feeling hurt, 【In the host's heart, is my true form really this undomineering?】

Jin Chen tried to recall, but his mind was full of Zero Egg's childhood, 【I don't even remember what your adult form looks like.】

Anyway, it couldn't be very imposing.

【……】 Ling Gun Gun coldly, 【Everyone says beasts follow their masters.】

"" Jin Chen thought for a moment, then continued drawing without burden, 【Sometimes my eyes act up too.】

Ling Gun Gun took a deep breath, 【Whoa!】

Jin Chen, are you still adjusting?

Jin Chen suddenly heard the voice, casually pulled out a new sheet of paper and placed it on top, then looked up.

He Sheng approached with two cups of coffee, his delicate brows and eyes appearing especially soft under the warm light.

I saw you didn't go to the cafeteria at noon.

Jin Chen took it, the cup wall still retaining the heat of the coffee, "Thanks, I'll go eat later."

He Sheng was also a newcomer to the secretarial team, and coincidentally graduated from the same college major as Jin Chen.

In just a few days, Jin Chen had built a deep…… with many colleagues in the secretarial team.

Slacking-off friendship.

He Sheng leaned against the edge of the balcony railing, smiling, "I added caramel syrup specially for you."

I remember you having a sweet tooth, junior? I saw you always add extra sugar to your coffee before.

Jin Chen took a sip, calmly set down the coffee cup, "It's fine."

Damn salty.

It's not that he likes sweets; it's that his wife, who loves sweets but wants to maintain a badass persona, is the one.

Right." He Sheng leaned toward him and smiled, "There's a Monet exhibition at the art museum this weekend, want to……

Just then, the notification sound on the side went off.

Wen Jin's voice penetrated the phone screen, startling He Sheng's fingertip to twitch; he hastily stopped the topic and didn't continue.

Jin Chen hadn't heard it clearly either; now he packed up his drawing tools, left the slacking-off balcony, and went back to the office to find his wife, who had just finished her meeting, to eat.

He Sheng's attention toward Jin Chen wasn't very obvious; most secretarial team members also knew Jin Chen's identity, so no one could notice his thoughts.

Except Wen Jin.

When one cares enough and pays attention to someone, that person's surroundings become unusually perceptive.

Afternoon.

He Sheng came to the office to deliver the documents needing signatures for the merger and acquisition case.

Jin Chen was sitting on the small sofa not far from Wen Jin's desk, and at the moment He Sheng passed by, he glanced at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen didn't look up, but it just happened to fall into Wen Jin's eyes.

Wen Jin lifted his eyes, his gloomy, cold gaze sweeping over He Sheng, and actually felt a momentary sting in his mind.

Lock the door." Wen Jin suddenly said.

…… Yes.

He Sheng didn't understand why, but he still locked the door and turned back.

He bumped straight into the gun barrel Wen Jin was holding up.

He Sheng froze, a chill exploding along his spine.

Jin Chen jumped up, grabbing Wen Jin's hand, "What's wrong?"

Wen Jin's expression turned cold, "Who let you come seduce Jin Chen?"

【Detected Villain Blackening Value +3, total 74!】

Jin Chen:???

He blankly stared at the stiffened He Sheng.

There's more to this?

"No…… nobody, Director Wen, are you misunderstanding…?"

He Sheng panted heavily, a buzzing in his head making thought impossible.

He was just a newcomer who had recently come for an interview.

Who would have thought Wen Jin could pull out a gun at a moment's notice!

But just then, He Sheng's survival instinct led him to a wrong decision—seeking help from Jin Chen.

The result was that he almost heard the trigger click.

He Sheng could no longer hold back, trembling, "I'll talk!"

He was a relative of the Wen family; by seniority, Wen Jin should call him great-uncle.

Fearing Wen Jin's fondness for Jin Chen, and worried that letting an outsider touch the group's core business, he couldn't wait to see Jin Chen make a mistake and be cast aside by Wen Jin.

After hearing the explanation, Jin Chen: "…tsk."

Really asking for a beating.

Jin Chen wrapped an arm around Wen Jin's shoulders, slowly took the gun, then pressed the man staring at him into his own embrace, "All right, all right, can we get rid of this guy?"

Without waiting for Wen Jin's reply, Jin Chen summoned the chief secretary.

Only after the terrified He Sheng was dragged away did Wen Jin's expression improve considerably.

Jin Chen looked at him, silently furrowing his brow.

Wen Jin's possessiveness wasn't surprising, but after his temporary blindness recovered, it had grown even stronger.

Wen Jin's gaze followed Jin Chen, never leaving him.

Jin Chen lowered his head, kissed his cheek, "Don't think you can blame me—I didn't notice anything."

I don't know what seduction tactics He Sheng used to be so covert.

The seduction was for ghosts to see.