Shen Yufeng’s voice was gentle and deep, and that word "good," laden with caution and indulgence, landed softly in An Xiaoyu’s heart, suddenly bringing a faintly sweet feeling.
However, before An Xiaoyu could say anything more, Shen Yufeng had already hung up the phone. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱
Originally, An Xiaoyu thought that Shen Yufeng might want to explain the scandal with Sang Yunong that day, but that guy didn’t mention a single word about it!
This was very much in line with God’s style!
At the start, she indeed had a small knot in her heart, but after Mo Jinyu came to say those words, she quickly let it go.
There was no need for Shen Yufeng to explain further; she had already chosen to trust him.
That evening, after work and on her way home, as she reached her front door, she instinctively glanced over at the neighboring door.
Chu Mucheng... would he stay here tonight as well?
She wondered how his wound was doing today... Oh well, he’s a grown man, he should be able to take care of himself!
Yet, An Xiaoyu quickly realized she was wrong because the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, she saw Chu Mucheng standing outside, holding a takeout bag in his hand.
His gaze settled on her, like stars in a cold night, bringing forth a devilishly charming color, and his lips curled up with a thick hint of amusement.
"Let’s have dinner together! This time, it’s my treat!"
Seeing An Xiaoyu remain silent, Chu Mucheng frowned.
"What, afraid I might poison the food?"
Chu Mucheng said, laughing at himself with a touch of loneliness flashing across his face.
"So in your heart, I’m really not trustworthy?"
After all, An Xiaoyu sighed. Nowadays, she always felt she owed Chu Mucheng something!
She hesitated momentarily, then said: "Alright then!"
Chu Mucheng’s brows lifted slightly, joy clearly leaping in his eyes.
In the end, An Xiaoyu still went next door, joining Chu Mucheng for dinner.
During the meal, she helped Chu Mucheng pick out dishes just like the day before, and Chu Mucheng ate with a serene sense of entitlement.
"Qingyun School is having its 50th anniversary celebration. Do you want to go? I can take you with me!"
An Xiaoyu raised her head and replied, "Our director has already mentioned that he’ll bring me along!"
Learning that Bai Mingxuan would take An Xiaoyu, Chu Mucheng huffed a breath, not saying anything more.
After all, An Xiaoyu was currently working under Bai Mingxuan.
Suddenly, An Xiaoyu remembered that Bai Mingxuan, Qin Zixiao, and Chu Mucheng were all classmates from the same year.
Qingyun School is a private institution in A City, also known as an elite school. Students at the school either entered through outstanding grades or were scions of wealthy families.
Back then, Chu Mucheng, Qin Zixiao, and Bai Mingxuan were big names in their grade, dubbed the "Three Musketeers."
Qin Zixiao was the top student, the number one in the grade, and became the object of adoration for many fangirls.
Bai Mingxuan was a seasoned broadcaster at the school radio, charming many a young girl with his eloquent speech.
Chu Mucheng, on the other hand, was well known as a charming rogue, his handsome and unrestrained face, along with his carefree smile, led many girls on a merry chase.
Seeing An Xiaoyu sitting there in silence, Chu Mucheng couldn’t help feeling somewhat irritated.
"What are you thinking about?"
An Xiaoyu looked up and smiled at him, "I’m thinking, when you encounter so many ex-girlfriends, will they tear you apart? You’ve made so many misdeeds, even Buddha might not save you!"