Chapter 2197: You are my only color 32

At the tenth second of being stared at, Wen Jin lost his cultivation.

He sighed after a brief silence, his voice hoarse: "What should we do, Xiao Chen? I still don't want to agree."

Hmm… Jin Chen, too, was mentally prepared.

If he agreed so easily, he wouldn't need to prepare for the next stage.

Jin Chen squeezed next to Wen Jin, sat down, looked at him seriously, leaned in and kissed him, saying, "You know, I won't leave you."

Wen Jin certainly remembered what he had said.

He lowered his eyes, his voice soft and intimate like a lover's, asking, "When are we going?"

"Mm…" Jin Chen thought, glanced at the time, "Let's leave together when you go to work."

There was still some time; Wen Jin urgently wanted to gain a sense of security so he could suppress his desire to keep Jin Chen by his side.

His lingering breath sprayed over Jin Chen's neck like a damp wave of emotion, ambiguously brushing the skin at his collarbone, a moist gleam appearing in his eyes, gradually covering the darker gloom.

Jin Chen promptly pressed down on Wen Jin's back, staring at his crimson-red eye corners, saying, "I want to eat breakfast."

"…Mm." Wen Jin responded vaguely, his fingers still restlessly rubbing his brow bone, his gentle low coo carrying a seductive tone, "I'll feed you."

Jin Chen was already used to it; his Adam's apple bobbed as he glanced away.

Exhale…

His wife being too tempting also tests his self‑control.

Hold it in, can't break.

Jin Chen was like a big doll being played with.

Wen Jin spoon‑fed him breakfast, but that wasn't enough; when Jin Chen wouldn't let him kiss him hard, he sought compensation elsewhere.

Thus, in the cloakroom, every piece of clothing from inside to out was personally selected by Wen Jin, who also personally helped him put on each item in the cramped corners.

To Jin Chen, this was practically a sweet yet slightly drawn‑out trial.

Finally, Wen Jin placed three trackers on Jin Chen.

He gently stroked Jin Chen's hair; the gleam in his eyes looked brighter in the cloakroom light, that sickly gray haze fading a bit.

Come home early, okay?

Seeming unconvincing, Wen Jin pressed his lips and added, "My eyes have been hurting lately; they feel better when you're nearby."

Jin Chen's heart instantly softened, his chin lightly resting on his shoulder, "Mm, I'll come back after we talk, I won't go anywhere else, alright?"

Half an hour later, Jin Chen and Wen Jin left together.

——

Jin Chen's destination was indeed the Art Exhibition Center.

But besides the cooperating party, the person waiting at the center also included a psychologist who had received the meeting notice in advance.

Jin Chen also saw Gu Xi, who had been out of sight for a long time, at the center.

It's said that the upper floors of the center house small financial firms; judging by Gu Xi's appearance, he seemed to be there for an interview.

After his leg was broken, Gu Xi's morale was damaged; the whole person appeared decadent and dispirited, a listlessness beaten by life yet unwilling to accept the status quo.

Gu Xi obviously also saw Jin Chen.

His expression changed; he tried to straighten his body, but his leg bone shot with sharp pain, involuntarily twisting his expression further.

The glare‑filled stare at Jin Chen elicited no expression; he glanced away indifferently and went with the cooperating party who came to greet him into the art studio.

Gu Xi clenched the résumé that no one dared to accept, about to be swallowed by the toxic venom welling up in his heart.

Just a brief glance, yet he felt Jin Chen's gaze like a sharp needle, looking down on him from inside out.

Clearly, not long ago, Jin Chen was merely a lover kept by Wen Jin.

If it weren't for Jin Chen's ingratitude… he wouldn't have been unable to overthrow Wen Jin!

After fuming with resentment for a while, Gu Xi was about to leave when something suddenly occurred to him, his gaze freezing.

Wait a moment.

The person who had just been following Jin Chen……

Gu Xi had at least once been truly trusted by Wen Jin, and he understood past events clearly.

After a few seconds, he recalled the psychologist's identity.

How could Jin Chen be together with Wen Jin's former psychologist?

But isn't Wen Jin the one who most forbids people around him from mentioning this?

Gu Xi sat lost in thought, then turned his head to stare at the tightly closed door, pondering.

Art studio.

The cooperating party knew Jin Chen belonged to Wen Jin; after a few words they settled on the venue and time, left the art studio through the side door, and left the space for them.

The psychologist, hearing Jin Chen describe the state after the shackles were broken, couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Are you really not afraid that Mr. Wen will lock you up in the Zhuang Yuan for life, never letting you go out alone?"

That's practically courting death.

Jin Chen said: "That's the worst possible outcome; I can accept it."

That's really capable.

Psychologist: "…"

I think you're not normal either.

He swallowed those words, then continued: "As far as I can see, the condition is still not bad, but we still need to combine it with medication…"

The psychologist sighed, recalling the past: "Mr. Wen rejects treatment, let alone taking medicine."

"How to give the medicine? Mr. Wen will surely become suspicious."

Jin Chen tapped the table with his fingertip, thinking.

The way to do it without the gods or ghosts noticing is to mix it in the regular medicine; there are also plenty of pills used to keep the eyes steady.

But he ultimately wasn't willing to hide it from Wen Jin like that.

If possible, gradually guiding Wen Jin to accept it himself would be best.

【Host Host!】

Ling Gun Gun spoke up, interrupting Jin Chen's thoughts; 【The protagonist (top) is outside inquiring about your meeting with the psychologist—does he want to file a complaint against the Main God!】

Jin Chen raised his brow, curled his fingers, and a ripple stirred in his calm eyes.

【Intercept his message.】

Waiting for a suitable moment to let Wen Jin know would also not be bad.

But it can't be today.

Jin Chen looked at the psychologist and said, "Give me three days; three days later, send the medicine to Zhuang Yuan."

"...... huh."

What outrageous thing is this person going to do now!

The psychologist deeply felt that earning this money was truly dangerous.

If one is not careful, they will be discovered by Mr. Wen.

How exciting!

Just after leaving the center, as his location shifted, Jin Chen received a call from Wen Jin.

"So punctual."

Jin Chen's voice held a smile as he lowered his gaze to his watch: "A certain Chief Executive Officer swamped with work wouldn't be idle; he must be tracking my location."

Wen Jin: "...... no."

He refused to admit it and changed the subject: "Do you want to go home? I'll have the driver pick you up."

"No, I'd rather go to the company to see you." Jin Chen then made the request.

On Wen Jin's end, it was somewhat quiet, with only the sound of gentle breathing.

Given the previous precedent, Wen Jin didn't want Jin Chen to come over, yet he really did want to see him sooner.

Jin Chen wouldn't give Wen Jin a chance to recover and retort, "Honey…"

His tone was as aggrieved as possible: "You don't want to see me, do you?"

The breathing suddenly grew ragged; almost without thinking, Wen Jin said, "No… you… come over."

"All right, I'll wait."

Jin Chen blew a kiss into the air and hung up.

On the other side, Wen Jin, having reacted, fell into silence.

Forget it; let's solve it another way.

He pinched his brow and summoned Yu Lan.

"Sir." Yu Lan stood at the doorway.

"Move the Secretary Office to the east-side office, away from the elevator corridor and my office."

Yu Lan: "......"

He figured out the reason in just 0.05 seconds.

It must be that Lan Yan Huo Shui has been unbanned, allowing him to act.

"All right."