Campus Ace Girl

Chen Ming looked up from downstairs and noticed she was wearing a white nightgown. That nightgown seemed familiar; it was probably the one she bought last time at his place, very conservative and quite cheap, made of pure cotton for 139 yuan.

He wasn’t the most attentive person and hadn’t realized the nightgown was missing after she left his house. Seeing it now, he was a bit surprised, the kind of surprise that resembled delight, and it instantly eased the anxiety of his impulsive visit.

At this moment, Zhou Yunchen was still spouting nonsense, and it left Chen Ming somewhat stunned.

So it turns out Mr. Zhou’s style is like this when he’s drunk; Shen Congwen sure has it tough.

While he was lost in thought, Shen Congwen came down, and seeing this, Chen Ming clenched his teeth.

Because Shen Congwen’s hair was almost the same length as An Xi recently, shoulder-length, and probably hadn’t slept yet, so she was still wearing trousers and a shirt... Despite being married to Mr. Zhou, she’s still dressed like this; the couple’s tastes are quite unique.

After having a child, Shen Congwen’s figure had barely changed, but her demeanor had become more composed.

She was raised like a boy from a young age, and now wearing a shirt, even with her long hair, she looked more masculine, though still possessing a slightly heroic beauty.

Chen Ming didn’t dare to look too much and softly called out, "Director Shen."

Smartly ignoring the gender aspect, Shen Congwen could naturally sense it. She smiled without saying much and walked directly to Zhou Yunchen’s side, pushing him, "If you get drunk, you start acting crazy; I think you shouldn’t drink anymore to avoid embarrassment."

Zhou Yunchen reached out to embrace her waist and murmured, "It’s my own wife, what’s there to be embarrassed about? This is also my home, my wife, my house, my sister, and brother-in-law; what’s embarrassing about it?"

Shen Congwen chuckled helplessly, patting his face, "What are you talking about? You don’t mind losing face, but Duoduo does. She and Chen Ming haven’t settled down yet."

Fearing he might say anything more outrageous, she dragged him upstairs. Fortunately, she was tall enough to bring him upstairs with some effort.

Halfway up, Shen Congwen turned to Chen Ming and said, "Duoduo is in her own room. If you want to see her, go now; she’s going to sleep soon and has a schedule tomorrow."

Chen Ming was startled, never expecting Shen Congwen to be so agreeable.

He got up, wanting to say something, but no words came out. Shen Congwen just smiled.

In fact, she wasn’t doing this for Chen Ming but for Duoduo’s sake.

A young girl, who had made a mistake about someone in the past and was stubbornly set on it, was a thing of the past. Then, she had an ambiguous relationship with Chen Ming for about a year or two, slowly letting go of Bo Qing. But after that, she never really had anything serious with anyone else, except for the fact that she had someone on her mind, and she couldn’t find any other reason.

Zhou Yunchen knew all this, but never spoke of it.

Shen Congwen understood him. If it weren’t for Duoduo liking Chen Ming, Zhou Yunchen would have probably kicked him out long ago for his lack of communication and dragging things out. But his helpless sister seemed to have her heart set on him.

Chen Ming watched Shen Congwen leave, and after a while, he snapped back to his senses and hurried upstairs.

He knocked on Song Jia’s door. She didn’t respond, so he opened the door and went inside.

Song Jia was leaning on the living room sofa, biting into a crystal pear with one hand and holding a phone in the other.

She looked up when she heard a sound, "How did you get in here?"

Chen Ming slowly closed the door and softly asked her, "Why didn’t you answer my calls?"