Chen Wanru hooked her lips, smiled, and said nothing more. Ling Momo saw that Chen Wanru remained silent, so she too kept quiet. The two of them silently drank their porridge.
After finishing, Ling Momo stood up to clean up, but Chen Wanru pointed to the sink beside them, "Leave it there, no need to wash. My assistant will come to tidy up later."
Having said that, Chen Wanru stood up and walked out.
When Ling Momo followed her out, the light in the bathroom was on, and the sound of running water could be heard.
Chen Wanru lived in an apartment that wasn’t very large, and considering how successful Chen Wanru was—her album sales alone could support her for a lifetime without needing to frolic in the fields—why did she choose to live here?
And wasn’t Chen Wanru already married? ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel·fıre·net
Why hadn’t she seen Chen Wanru’s husband?
Just as Ling Momo was lost in her thoughts, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Chen Wanru walked out completely nude.
Ling Momo caught a glimpse and couldn’t help blushing; even though she was a woman, it was still quite unabashed to see someone so stark naked.
Chen Wanru glanced at Ling Momo and said nothing, simply took some body lotion from nearby and started to apply it to her skin.
She couldn’t reach her back, so she called Ling Momo over to help.
Ling Momo took the lotion and applied it across Chen Wanru’s back.
Afterward, Chen Wanru went back into the bedroom still naked and came out dressed in her underwear with a silken fabric loosely draped over her. She walked barefoot to the couch, lazily sat down, looked at Ling Momo, and said directly, "Speak, what do you need my help with?"
Ling Momo was slightly startled. At first, when she had approached Chen Wanru, she had different motives, but as she actually started taking care of her, Ling Momo found that Chen Wanru had a certain charm about her, which made her feel affectionate and care for her sincerely. Thus, her original intentions had completely dissipated.
Now that Chen Wanru was asking so straightforwardly, Ling Momo felt a bit embarrassed and at a loss for words.
But Chen Wanru just laughed, her demeanor still laid-back, "No worries, whatever you have to say, just say it."
"Besides, I don’t like being indebted to anyone, so just tell me how you want me to help you."
After a pause, Chen Wanru added another sentence.
"I don’t like it when people beat around the bush."
Seeing Chen Wanru’s decisiveness, Ling Momo simply spoke up, "Sister Chen, you and the teacher have known each other for ten years, you’re old acquaintances. I lost his face in the last competition, and I wonder if you could persuade the teacher not to be angry with me."
Chen Wanru’s lips curled, and she slowly leaned back onto the couch, staring at Ling Momo with a cold smirk, she started self-deprecatingly, "Li Qingshen? You’re giving me too much credit. How could I have the power to persuade him?"
Ling Momo didn’t expect Chen Wanru to show such an expression and involuntarily furrowed her brows.
Chen Wanru continued to stare at Ling Momo, the cold smile at her lips gradually fading, her gaze becoming somewhat distant, "If he doesn’t want to be humiliated, naturally he wouldn’t let there be a chance for others to lose his face!"
Ling Momo’s heart trembled, she looked up at Chen Wanru, unsure if she was reading too much into it or if it was just her imagination, but she felt like there was a hidden meaning in Chen Wanru’s words.