Li Suhua also said:
“Right, Jiajun is correct. Renzhi, I can’t oppose this matter between you and Wanyi anymore.
“You young people have your own ideas, but don’t take on all of our family’s responsibilities just because of Wanyi.
“Jiajun is an adult now. He’s married and has his own responsibilities.”
Liu Renzhi told Li Suhua very solemnly:
“Auntie, first of all, I truly value Jiajun’s character. I trust him.
“This job really requires someone reliable—those are my most important clients, and I can’t afford any mistakes.
“Secondly, I genuinely hope Wanyi’s family does well. I won’t deny that, but it doesn’t conflict with my trust in Jiajun’s character.”
The Lin family’s hearts were completely at ease.
Liu Renzhi’s intentions were so sincere, his words so genuine.
What else did they have to worry about?
If they kept refusing, it would come across as too stubborn, and that wouldn’t be good.
Lin Jiajun happily accepted the job.
After all, he was a driver either way—wouldn’t it be better to be a stable one?
He shared the good news with Chen Hui.
Chen Hui, who was tidying up their wedding room, was just as delighted:
“That’s wonderful. Now things will be steady, and we won’t have to worry day after day about tomorrow.
“Honey, don’t let Sister down, you hear?”
“Of course. Don’t you trust your husband?”
Lin Jiajun was thrilled:
“Hey, now I’m practically an important figure at the Liu Group!”
Just as Chen Hui hung up the phone, Tang Guixiang leaned in:
“Lin Jiajun found a good job? No more ride-hailing?
“From what I heard, this company is pretty big, huh?
“Chen Hui, have Jiajun find a way to get your brother in too, okay?”
“Absolutely not.”
Chen Hui refused immediately:
“Don’t even think about it. That’s completely impossible.”
Tang Guixiang jabbed Chen Hui’s head with her finger:
“You ungrateful thing—never thinking of your own family when good things happen. What kind of daughter are you?
“I gave birth to you for nothing. You’re completely useless.”
Chen Hui had no desire to argue with her. She grabbed her bag and left.
As Lin Wanyi had advised her, since she couldn’t shake off Tang Guixiang, she’d avoid her for now and figure out a proper solution later.
Lin Wanyi handed Wang Keke over to Li Suhua and got into Liu Renzhi’s car.
The short drama she had written was about to start filming, and the director wanted her to check out the set.
On the way, she looked at Liu Renzhi, who was focused on driving:
“Thank you.”
Liu Renzhi gave a soft hum: “What for?”
“For Jiajun’s job. He’s a steady person, just not good with books. He couldn’t handle a high-skill job, only manual labor.
“And now that he’s married, he might have children soon, and ride-hailing is so unstable.
“Honestly, my mom was really worried about their future before. Now she must be very relieved.”
Liu Renzhi took one hand off the wheel and held Lin Wanyi’s hand:
“I told you—I trust his character. If he weren’t up to it, I wouldn’t have entrusted him with something so important.
“This job requires someone I can count on, or what if they steal my clients halfway?
“I gave it careful thought before approaching Jiajun. It wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision.”
Lin Wanyi suddenly thought of something:
“Why do you never use a driver? I see other big bosses never drive themselves.”
Liu Renzhi tightened his grip on her hand, and when they stopped at a red light, he turned to look at her with deep affection:
“I only don’t use a driver when I’m with you.”
Lin Wanyi blushed instantly.
She felt she shouldn’t have asked that extra question and could have bitten her own tongue.
Liu Renzhi dropped Lin Wanyi off at the filming location. He asked,
“What time should I pick you up? This place is a bit remote—you won’t be able to get a cab when you leave.”
Lin Wanyi looked around at the small hills and thought for a moment.
“I won’t know until I get started. It’s fine, don’t worry about me. I’ll head back with the crew, or have Jiajun come get me.
After all, he’s your company’s driver now.”
Liu Renzhi kissed her on the forehead.
“Call me first, okay?”
Lin Wanyi thought Liu Renzhi had become childish now that they were dating:
“You’re jealous of Jiajun too?”
“It’s not jealousy.”
Liu Renzhi kissed her again.
“I just want you to know that you mean a lot to me. A whole lot.
Promise me—no matter what happens or when, come to me first.”
Lin Wanyi nodded. “Okay. I’ll bother you every day from now on and drive you crazy. Now go.”
Liu Renzhi’s car finally drove off.
Zhou Chenyu, hiding not far away, smirked to herself.
Using her position as Liu Renzhi’s secretary, she had deliberately arranged for the director to trick Lin Wanyi into coming here.
This remote suburb was surrounded by mountains.
She’d see how Lin Wanyi would handle things today.
Stealing her man? That was asking for trouble.
Lin Wanyi found the director. She had expected a lot of work, but it turned out she had nothing to do at all.
The director simply said that, as the screenwriter, she should stay with the crew.
She was supposed to spot problems in time and correct them.
So she just sat there watching the crew film all day.
When she got bored, she browsed travel guides for summer vacation spots and sent video messages to Wang Keke.
She stuck around until lunchtime.
When the crew started eating, Lin Wanyi went to get her meal.
But just as she received it, a staff member running by slammed into her, knocking the food out of her hands.
When she went back for another portion, there was none left.
They said it was one meal per person.
She sighed, resigned to sitting through the afternoon on an empty stomach.
This place was in the middle of nowhere—not even a shop to buy a bottle of water.
Her stomach growled constantly as she stared at her phone, waiting for the day to end.
But at five in the afternoon, the director suddenly announced,
“There’s a night scene, everyone. Let’s work a little longer—afterward, I’ll treat everyone to dinner.”
Lin Wanyi couldn’t help asking, “Isn’t there an evening meal?”
The logistics staff immediately replied,
“The night scene was added last-minute, so we didn’t prepare any dinner.”
Lin Wanyi had no choice but to sit back down and wait.
Hungry and thirsty.
Liu Renzhi sent a text:
[What time will you be back? I’ll come pick you up.]
Lin Wanyi glanced at the busy crew and replied:
[Not sure yet; no set time. I’ll ask and let you know.]
That wait dragged on until eight in the evening.
It grew dark, and Lin Wanyi started to feel light-headed.
Her phone battery dropped to only a few bars.
Finally, at ten at night, she heard the call to wrap up.
She looked at the several crew vehicles and hesitated over which one to board, but suddenly all the cars sped away in a rush.
Panicked, Lin Wanyi ran after them, shouting,
“Stop! Please stop! I haven’t gotten on yet!”
It was as if they couldn’t hear her. In an instant, every vehicle vanished from sight.
Lin Wanyi was terrified. She chased the cars for a while,
but how could she outrun four wheels?
Finally, she had to stop.
Everything around her was pitch-black. It was nighttime, and there wasn’t even a moon.
All she could see were looming black mountains and weeds taller than a person.
She was so frightened she almost burst into tears.
Pulling out her phone, she wanted Liu Renzhi to come pick her up.
The call went through, and her voice trembled as she sobbed:
“I’m scared, Renzhi, I’m so scared. Please come get me.”
The next second, her phone died.
Out of battery.
Lin Wanyi hugged herself tightly, standing on the grass that had just been flattened by the filming crew.
She stared around in terror.
Afraid and hungry, she couldn’t see anything clearly.
Instead, she could hear the sound of some unknown animal.
Her heart felt like it would leap out of her chest.
Tears began to fall.
What should she do?
What should she do?
She had been afraid of the dark since she was little—she would die of fright here.
The pitch-black mountains in particular reminded her of that night in Wangjia Village when Liu Dabing had taken her away.
Just as she felt completely helpless, she thought she heard a rustling sound in the grass.
Someone was approaching...
