The wooden beauty of Young Master Sheng(32)

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▶▶THE WOODEN BEAUTY OF YOUNG MASTER SHENG

 Chapter 32: No More Drinking Like This in the Future

Jiang Chenchen licked off the snowflakes from the palm of her hand.

The ice-cold taste was not sweet at all, making her feel a bit silly.

She glanced at Sheng Mingsi.

He had hurriedly averted his gaze, hardly looking at her. He carried her into the house, changed shoes, and headed upstairs.

"I can walk down."

Jiang Chenchen watched him struggle to change her shoes, so she spoke.

The snow and wind had turned his ears red.

His face remained stern and distant, cold and aloof. Suddenly, he paused.

The tight line of his jaw and the corners of his lips, previously pressed together, subtly twitched.

He quickly let her down.

His movement was too hasty, and Jiang Chenchen, standing on her own, leaned forward, grabbing the edge of his coat sleeve.

She looked up and gazed into his pitch-black eyes.

They were too close.

Close enough that her breath fell on his neck. The warmth, mixed with the scent of alcohol, felt electrifying and tingling.

Sheng Mingsi's breath caught, and when his hand was about to touch her pink lips, he abruptly stopped.

Lowering his gaze, he retracted his hand. "You didn't wipe the corner of your mouth."

Jiang Chenchen reached up to wipe her mouth. What was there?

He resumed his usual icy demeanor. "No more late-night drinking in the future."

"And also, no driving. Wait until you get your driver's license."

With that, he went upstairs.

It was already very late.

Jiang Chenchen watched his back as she followed him upstairs. When she entered her room, she didn't rest but pushed open the balcony door and joyfully built a small snowman.

One was too lonely, so she built another.

Then, she watched the two small snowmen standing in the wind and snow. Although they were tiny, she was very satisfied. Afterward, she went back to her room to wash up and rest.

The next day, she woke up at ten o'clock, and her alarm didn't even wake her.

She hastily got out of bed. The snow had stopped outside, but the small snowmen were still there.

Today, she had missed a lot of study time, but Xia Changli didn't come. Hua Ayi said that Mr. Sheng had given her three days off.

Xia Changli went to handle her mother's affairs.

So, Jiang Chenchen decided to study on her own. After breakfast, she went straight to the study and didn't come out. Hua Ayi said that Mr. Sheng was on a business trip and would be back in about a week.

Jiang Chenchen kept track of the time, immersed in her studies. She was very disciplined, either studying or studying. She compressed the time for eating and sleeping, making Hua Ayi feel a bit distressed for her.

"Miss Jiang, your health is still very important. Remember to take breaks."

Jiang Chenchen nodded and continued to immerse herself in her studies. Elementary school subjects were basic, requiring memory. Her memory was astonishing. As long as she earnestly memorized and recited, she remembered everything.

Her crooked handwriting gradually became neat, and she seemed to be entering the next stage of learning soon.

On the third afternoon, Xia Changli returned. She had handled her mother's affairs alone. Her father had given her some money, and she squeezed it in her hand before smashing it into his face in front of many people.

In the past, he abandoned them, and now she didn't need his pity.

Jiang Chenchen came downstairs to greet her. She didn't know how to comfort her, so she pulled her to see the snowmen she had built. These days, the temperature was low, and the snowmen hadn't melted.

"Friends."

She pointed at Xia Changli and then at herself.

Xia Changli nodded, somewhat moved. "We are friends!"

All the vulnerability revealed at this moment. She told Jiang Chenchen a lot about her grievances and sorrows over the years, but she remained strong.

...

The next day, an unexpected guest arrived.

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