Chapter 118: The wooden beauty of Young Master Sheng
Chapter 118: He Fills My Mind...
Jiang Chenchen walked for a while and then used her phone to call a ride back to school.
However, no one accepted the order, as the location was a bit remote. She continued walking while waiting.
When she reached the bus stop, her phone vibrated.
She saw a call from Sheng Mingsi and quickly answered, "Brother Ah si."
Only he could discern the fluctuations in her voice.
Sheng Mingsi's lips curled slightly, "Hmm... the necklace is fixed."
He stood in the room, holding the repaired necklace. In his dark pupils reflected the dazzling golden rabbit.
Jiang Chenchen felt delighted at the news, "Really? That's great."
She had been upset for a long time about the gift being damaged due to her negligence. But if he said it could be fixed, then it could.
At that moment, her phone chimed with a notification. She checked it and found that a ride had been booked, and it was nearby, arriving in about five minutes.
Just as she was about to say something, another call came in. Seeing that it was the driver, she said to Sheng Mingsi, "Brother Ah si, I have another call. I won't talk for now."
Sheng Mingsi, upon hearing her voice, frowned slightly, "Where are you?"
"I'm outside, going back to school in a moment."
After Jiang Chenchen said this, she realized the call had already been hung up on the other end. She then said, "Brother Ah si, I'll hang up."
With that, she ended the call and dialed the driver.
Meanwhile, Sheng Mingsi, who had his call abruptly ended: ?
This was probably the first time someone had hung up on him!
He looked at the phone screen, his expression pausing for a moment. Glancing at the necklace in his hand, he raised an eyebrow, placed the phone down, and walked around the room twice.
Not at ease, he called again.
Now it showed that the call was in progress.
Did someone hang up on him to chat with someone else? They've been talking for two minutes. Who is that person?
His gaze darkened, and he tightened his grip on the phone.
Maybe it was just chatting with that friend named Xia. Girls tend to be chatty.
Thinking so, he relaxed a bit, carefully put the necklace back in the box, and then threw the phone aside to continue working.
Working late into the night, he thought of making a call to see if she had returned to school. However, it was still in progress?
Who could she be talking to for such a long time?
Even if it was her friend Xia, there should be a limit to girls' chattering.
His eyes narrowed, and he clenched the phone, calling Wu Bi.
In a cold tone, he said, "Call Xia Changli, if it shows a call in progress, let it be. If someone answers, get an immediate response."
Although Wu Bi was puzzled, he promptly agreed and followed through with the instructions.
The call went through and was answered.
"Hello?"
It was the unique voice of the girl from the other end.
Wu Bi hesitated, "Uh... Miss Xia, are you, um, asleep?"
"... No, what's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing, that's all."
Wu Bi coughed and quickly hung up.
Xia Changli looked at her phone: ?
Wu Bi immediately reported to Sheng Mingsi, who then called Jiang Chenchen again. She was still on the line!
This meant she wasn't talking to Xia Changli.
So, who was it?
Sheng Mingsi felt a heavy weight on his chest, but soon let out a cold snort.
It didn't matter which friend she was chatting with; he didn't have any pressing questions. Now that she was in school, she would naturally make more friends.
He tossed his phone aside, thinking so, but his furrowed brows didn't relax.
Cold-hearted, he headed to the bathroom for a shower.
Inside the bathroom, the news broadcast was playing.
An urgent news report interrupted the broadcast. A serial killer was on the loose in the city, targeting young and beautiful girls. Citizens were warned to be cautious.
Sheng Mingsi lifted his eyes from the mist, the water droplets making his eyes half-open. He looked toward the direction of the news report, his expression darkening. Recently, she had been in an unlucky state. What if she encountered that serial killer outside the school?
As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he became completely uneasy.
He turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, and wiped his body carelessly. Wrapping the towel around himself, he stepped out of the bathroom, his expression cold, and his heart in a hurry.
At that moment, the door was pushed open, and he met eyes with the person outside.
It wasn't Jiang Chenchen he had been worrying about. Who was it?
He stood there with wet hair, water droplets falling from his face to his neck and then down his smooth, well-defined torso, only half-covered by the towel tied around his narrow waist.
Jiang Chenchen stared straight at him.
That direct gaze made Sheng Mingsi: !!
His ears were burning, and an unnatural color showed on his handsome, fair face. He tightened his brows.
"Get out first."
Jiang Chenchen not only didn't leave, but took two steps forward. "Brother Ah Si..."
Before she could finish the sentence, Sheng Mingsi quickly walked over, reaching out to pat her head, and pushed her out of the room.
"If there's something, we'll talk later."
He said with a deep voice, closed the door, and stood inside the room, exhaling. In just a minute, he could no longer distinguish whether the moisture on his body was water or sweat.
Quickly drying himself, putting on his clothes, and using a towel to dry his hair, he then opened the door.
Jiang Chenchen stood outside, looking at him. A cold breath after washing brushed past her, and with furrowed brows, he spoke, "Why are you back at this time?"
Seeing her seemingly dazed, Sheng Mingsi deepened his gaze. "What are you thinking about?"
Jiang Chenchen came back to her senses in a trance, her mind filled with the image of him coming out of the bathroom, wet and with a fair, broad body. She had seen him swimming before, hadn't she?
Looking into his eyes, she mumbled, "Huh?"
Sheng Mingsi, facing her direct and dazed gaze, raised his eyebrows and cleared his throat. "I asked why you came back at this time."
Jiang Chenchen then replied, "Oh, the school gate was closed, so I came back."
"Hmm." Sheng Mingsi turned and walked back into the room, unscrewed a bottle of water, took a big sip, and then casually dried his hair. He asked, "I called you several times, and you didn't answer. Were you chatting with a classmate?"
Jiang Chenchen walked over, saying, "Oh, I took a cab back to school, and on the way, I did receive a few calls. The driver was not familiar with the route, and his phone was out of battery. I lent him my phone to call a friend."
She finished speaking and walked to his side, squatting down, looking up at him. "Brother Ah Si, shall I help you blow-dry your hair?"
Sheng Mingsi paused, and the hand drying his hair stopped. His messy hair revealed a glint of light in his eyes. He tightened the towel, a rigid movement as he averted his gaze. "No need."
"But your hand hasn't healed yet."
Jiang Chenchen reached out, pressing on his hand. Although the back of the hand was healing, the deep scars were still quite obvious.
Her tone became soft.
And her gaze lowered.
Sheng Mingsi felt the warmth from her fingertips and heard the low tone in her voice. Just as he was about to say something to ease her guilt, he saw her suddenly lift her eyes.
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