The wall lamp in the corridor stretched the shadows of the two people very long.Wen Jin wiped the blood off his fingertips with the handkerchief Jin Chen handed him, and stroked the side of Jin Chen's face, "Am I scary?"Jin Chen wiped the blood off Wen Jin's collar, put his arms around his waist, and said with a teasing smile, "Yeah, you scared me. I need to comfort you at night."Wen Jin suddenly laughed out loud and twisted Jin Chen's earlobe."It's always a bother for me."When they went out together, they met all kinds of relatives who came to flatter them.Wen Jin dealt with them for a while and did not avoid being intimate with Jin Chen at all, which could be considered a warning to them.Soon, screams tore through the tranquility of the evening.The servants rushed out of the master bedroom screaming, "The old man... the old man is gone!"The looks of all the relatives in the room were shocked, and their gazes were like stabbing knives at Wen Jin.But he turned his head to look at Wen Zhong who was walking towards him and standing at the door."Strange, what's going on, brother."Wen Zheng's pupils were dilated, his Adam's apple rolled violently, and he mechanically repeated, "It's... it's a sudden heart attack..."The scene was a little quiet. If Wen Jin was not here, this statement would be more credible.Wen Jin took off his glasses and wiped them, revealing the satisfied madness in his eyes."If you uncles and aunts don't believe me..."He pointed to the unopened heart medicine on the carved table and said, "Why not ask the family doctor who stopped taking the old man's medicine last month?"Wen Zheng almost held his breath in fear: "Heart attack! It's a heart attack... Dad is old, he fell off the bed and broke the vase!"Relatives: “…”There is still no credibility!But what can be done?The person in charge now is Wen Jin.Just keep your head down, close your eyes, cover your ears and say it.-The turmoil in the Wen family was known to almost everyone in the entire Yuncheng circle.It only took Wen Jin a few months to devour the business that Wen Zhong had painstakingly built up for nearly a decade, and even forced Wen Zhong's family into a desperate situation, forcing them to leave the country in disgrace.Lei Ling's popular methods added a strong touch to the rumors about him in Yuncheng.And Jinchen, after this storm, is Wen Jin's unabashed lover, and the outstanding young artist that Wen Jin claims to the outside world.After returning to school after the holidays, Jinchen officially entered his senior year and was about to start his internship.In the dormitory, Yun Liu sipped the coffee brought by Jin Chen, and sighed: "High-end goods are really special. Brother Chen, you will definitely be rich and prosperous after marrying into a wealthy family!"Zhao Peizheng held up his phone and laughed wildly: "Brother Chen!""Two million for keeping quiet, or I'll post the video of you wiping the table with disinfectant every day on the forum!""The title is: Professor Wen's lover is a mysophobia freak!" Shen Qiu poked his head out from the bed, holding half a bag of potato chips in his hand.Jinchen wiped the painting tools on the table with alcohol wipes without looking up: "Then I will throw you into the disinfectant for three days."The three of them fell silent instantly, and Zhao Pei quietly put the phone back into his pocket.Jinchen packed his bag and prepared to go out. Just as he walked downstairs of the dormitory building, he ran into Wu You, who looked haggard.The other person was holding a crumpled drawing in his hand, his eyes filled with reluctance and regret. Wu You stared at the Patek Philippe on Jinchen's wrist, his eyes felt like they were burned.Before, he said he wanted to help Jinchen get rid of Wen Jin.Gu Xi, on the other hand, has nothing now. Even though he was capable before, no one dared to hire him for a job.If her relationship with Gu Xi was sweet before, now it’s a mess as she has no money.Wu You's voice trembled a little, "Are you very proud now?"Jinchen: "..."Wu You's face turned pale, and his voice suddenly rose: "You have everything, why do you want to compete with me for the gold medal in the oil painting competition!"Jinchen looked at him and said calmly, "You haven't seen the doctor yet?"Wu You was stunned: "What?""Your mental state." Jinchen pointed at his temple, "I suggest you go to the hospital and make an appointment."After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Wu You standing there with a pale face.The old dean of the Art Academy found Jinchen.Jinchen stood in front of the table, holding a cup of hot tea handed to him by the dean. The aroma of tea filled the air, with a faint scent of jasmine.There was an invitation letter for substitute teaching on the table."Jinchen," the dean took off his reading glasses and rubbed his temples."Is Wen Jin still available to substitute for the class recently? The students in the department miss him very much.""He has to deal with seven merger and acquisition hearings this week." Jinchen folded the substitute teaching invitation letter handed to him by the dean into a paper airplane and pointed the pointed corner at the trash can.So, “No time.”Dean: "..."This naughty kid.The dean sighed and his eyes fell on an unfinished oil painting on the wall. It was a work by Wen Jin when he was young, and the brushstrokes revealed amazing talent and wildness."Then please tell him to draw a picture for the old man." The dean said with a hint of nostalgia, "After all, I am also his teacher."Jinchen nodded: "I'll pass it on."The dean was silent for a moment, and his eyes moved from the painting to Jinchen, with complex emotions in his eyes: "Wen Jin is a talented child, but unfortunately..." He hesitated and finally just shook his head, "What a pity."Jin Chen raised his eyes and said firmly, "Dean, Wen Jin is doing well now. His paintings are still amazing, but he doesn't show them to others easily anymore."Well, it really can’t be shown to others easily, it’s a bit too scary.[I second the motion!] Zero, who was frightened, shouted loudly.The dean smiled and patted Jinchen on the shoulder: "It's good that you can understand him. The fact that you can get together means that you understand each other better."Jinchen nodded slightly, turned and left the office.When he closed the door, he heard the dean muttering in a low voice: "That unfinished painting, I don't know if he will continue to paint it..."The sunlight in the corridor shone on Jinchen's shoulders. He thought for a moment, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Wen Jin."The dean wants you to draw a picture. He said you are his pride."After a moment, Wen Jin replied: "..."What a strange sentence.Sure enough, Jinchen's next question was: "Then who is your pride?""You." Wen Jin was not surprised.Jinchen was very satisfied and made a heart shape with his hands. "I'm going home now. We'll talk more in detail when we meet."