Chapter 960: Xiao Chong Extra Story 33_2
Chapter 960: Xiao Chong Extra Story 33_2
After speaking, he pulled a thin blanket, picked up a pillow, and actually lay down on the sofa by the bed.
Lin Wanwan’s breathing was still erratic, difficult to calm down.
Even though Xiao Chong had left, she still felt that the lingering masculine aura of the King of Beasts was around, making her heart uneasy.
Her body went limp as she wriggled into the covers, raised her hand to turn off the wall lamp, not daring to utter a word for fear of waking a fierce beast.
She stayed tense like this for a long time until she finally couldn’t resist the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Chong stared at the ceiling in the dark, smiling bitterly in his heart.
To say he had no thoughts about Lin Wanwan, that would certainly be a lie.
However, she was so nervous, unable to relax no matter how much he joked around, what else could he do?
Patience and waiting are probably the wisest words of the moment.
The next day, Lin Wanwan slept late and when she got up, there was no sign of Xiao Chong in the room.
After washing up, she chose a white gauze dress she bought yesterday and put it on, then took out the new phone her grandpa got her and sent a message: "Where are you?"
Xiao Chong quickly replied: "In the gym, sparring with Brother Lu."
Lin Wanwan: "Oh."
Xiao Chong: "We’ve had breakfast, you should go eat too. After you’re done, we’ll head to the art exhibition. It’s almost time."
Lin Wanwan: "Okay."
Lin Wanwan pressed the lock screen, opened the door, and walked downstairs, meeting two servants wiping the handrails on the stairs.
"Good morning, Miss Lin."
"Good morning."
The servants at the villa on Hong Kong Island followed rules Lin Wanwan found uncomfortable, as if stepping into an old society, referring to her as Miss and Master.
However, if Lin Wanwan knew how much they earned, she’d probably give up the idea of equality and turn around seeking a part-time job.
After all, her grandpa worked so hard night shifts, carrying plates, yet his earnings were just a fraction of theirs.
The dining room was especially large, with breakfast prepared as richly as a buffet, and a chef waiting by the side. Lin Wanwan only chose the simplest white porridge with fermented tofu, then ate a poached egg and drank half a cup of milk to feel full.
Once she finished eating, Xiao Chong and Lu Shouyue appeared simultaneously, as if calculating the time.
Both were dripping wet, seemingly having just showered, dressed in formal shirts and trousers, holding suit jackets in their hands.
"Good morning, sister-in-law."
"Good morning, Wanwan."
The two handsome men over six feet tall approached Lin Wanwan simultaneously, their aura invincible, causing her heart to inexplicably race.
"Let’s go, Wanwan, we’re leaving." Xiao Chong was holding a mini white golden ball handbag, also bought during yesterday’s shopping spree.
"Okay." Lin Wanwan grabbed her phone and reached out to take the bag, putting it on her shoulder, feeling a connection with Xiao Chong.
How did he know she would choose a white dress today and get a matching bag?
The three of them, as usual, took two cars.
It was Lin Wanwan’s first time at an art exhibit, feeling a bit nervous.
But once she truly entered the gallery, Lin Wanwan relaxed.
There were many people, blending in felt comfortable.
Lin Wanwan wasn’t timid; she just lacked experience, being rather green.
Xiao Chong held Lin Wanwan’s hand, slowly appreciating the artwork inside.
The two stopped at "Chu Kuang’s" paintings and calligraphy works, finding more visitors here than elsewhere.
His paintings truly broke Lin Wanwan’s perception of Chinese art, exhibiting a robust mastery unusual for someone his age. Especially the calligraphy, which Lin Wanwan understood even more.
Lin Wanwan looked up at Xiao Chong with a smile, eyes sparkling with admiration: "You’re truly amazing."
Xiao Chong gently pressed her head, modestly replying: "Not bad."
Few knew Xiao Chong was the creator of these works.
Even though they attracted many glances due to their outstanding looks, almost no one connected Xiao Chong to the artworks—because he was too young while the works demonstrated mature penmanship.
They encountered no one who could guess Xiao Chong’s identity. But, they did run into three scouts, all agents of celebrities visiting the art exhibit together.
Seeing their striking appearance, these people couldn’t help but offer them opportunities.
However, neither of them was tempted.
After all, Lin Wanwan had already been admitted to the highest institution; her future was promising, so she couldn’t drop out now to enter the entertainment industry.