Chen Ming didn’t know what exactly made him do it. Maybe it was just because he really liked her. He wanted to be good to her, wanted to look at her, wanted to cook for her, wanted to spend all the money he earned on her. It seemed just that simple...

But she didn’t want it.

Even though he liked her a lot and genuinely wanted to be with her, he wasn’t a man without perception. He was conservative, and there was nothing wrong with thinking that if something happened, he should take responsibility for the girl. However, if she really didn’t like him and didn’t care that much, then... forget it. Forcing things isn’t meaningful.

That day his mother went back, angrily talking about Jiang Chaoge for quite a while. He comforted her for a long time before it calmed down and was explained. Yet, Mother Chen still hadn’t fully vented her anger. At the end, she even brought up the topic of Song Jia, probably thinking that such a beautiful girl being with Chen Ming might save some face.

Chen Ming didn’t think it was about face; he just liked Song Jia. It wasn’t about face. Similarly, he didn’t agree with Jiang Chaoge going to such lengths to win over King Jingyao. If marriage could be exchanged for benefits, King Jingyao wouldn’t still be single by now. After all, Chen Ming had been by King Jingyao’s side for many years and knew a bit about him. Mr. Wang was quite picky. Although he was a bit of a philanderer, he wasn’t the type to just take any woman.

Chen Ming felt that Jiang Chaoge had good qualities and really didn’t need to do this. Why not find a decent man to marry? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Thinking about this, he glanced at Bo Xichen and Gu Anxi, "Going back later? How about playing a few rounds?"

Gu Anxi agreed without hesitation, "Sure."

Chen Ming looked at what she was wearing, "Is it convenient?"

Gu Anxi scratched her head, "Oh right."

"There’s a tracksuit in the car. You can change into it later in the car," Uncle Bo smiled.

Gu Anxi widened her eyes, looked at her little uncle, then went over and gave him a hug, "Uncle, you’re the best."

Bo Xichen ushered her into the car, then turned back to Chen Ming and said, "See you at the usual place."

Chen Ming nodded and watched the car drive away.

As the car left, he lit a cigarette, arranged something for his subordinates, then stubbed it out and prepared to get in the car. Just before leaving, his eyes fell on Jiang Chaoge again, then he smiled and opened the car door.

*

In the night, the well-performing car drove down the avenue. Gu Anxi, sitting in the back seat, found a paper bag and muttered softly, "Uncle, how did you happen to have clothes in the car? Did you expect us to go to the shooting range with Chen Ming?"

Uncle Bo lazily smiled, focusing on the road ahead, "Not really. It’s just that you don’t like wearing constricting clothes, right?"

Gu Anxi silently smiled, changed clothes in the back, and tidied her hair before saying, "I thought you preferred this dress."

"Hmm, wear it for me next time," Uncle Bo smiled.

Gu Anxi leaned forward and put her arms around his neck. He patted her hand, "I’m driving."

She sat back, picked up a drink from the side, and said after a long while, "Just now, that old bastard cornered Lin Hua in a room. Did you know that?"

"Hmm?" Uncle Bo chuckled, "How did you know?"

The little spirit didn’t speak.

There was a red light ahead, so Bo Xichen slowly stopped the car, lightly caressing the steering wheel with his fingers... very patiently.

After a while, Gu Anxi realized she couldn’t get away with it, coughed lightly, "Well, I just happened to see it."

Uncle Bo laughed lightly again, "Really, aren’t you holding a few photos?"

After he said that, Gu Anxi chuckled a few times, scratched her head, "Uncle, you’re really joking. How could I have photos?"

"How much are you planning to sell them for?" he asked seriously, then started the car.

The little spirit was bewildered, biting her fingers in the back, and stubbornly said after a while, "Uncle, you’re overthinking. I wouldn’t do such a thing."

"Really not?" He smiled lazily, "Then should I search you when we get back?"

Gu Anxi glared at him but eventually drooped her head and stayed silent.

While driving, Bo Xichen casually said, "Your older brother is already furious, and you landed such a huge project in front of the old lady today. Right now, he probably wants to skin you. Yet you’re going to use this to ask him for money?"

Gu Anxi shook her head, "I didn’t want to give it to him."

"Hmm?" Uncle Bo smiled.

Then, their little one confidently said, "Although he agreed in front of the old lady, he can always deny it afterwards. I can’t always go to the old lady to complain, and some things I have to be self-reliant for."

Uncle Bo’s voice was soft, "Then, who are you planning to give it to?"

The little spirit swallowed her saliva and slowly said, "If he doesn’t sign the project papers, I’ll give it to Feng Sheng and let him see how the old bastard seduces someone else’s wife."

Uncle Bo was silent for a long time, somewhat speechless.

Finally, he spoke hoarsely, "Just wait to get skinned."

However, he didn’t oppose it; instead, he seemed somewhat indulgent... He sighed in his heart, still a child.

His attitude also puzzled Gu Anxi. She wanted to ask but thought it better not to. What if Uncle changed his mind?

The car drove in the dark for another half an hour and finally arrived almost simultaneously with Chen Ming. Chen Ming was still in uniform, with his back sweaty, and the thin fabric clung to his tight muscles, adding a touch of sensuality.

Seeing them coming over, Chen Ming lit a cigarette and walked forward, looking at his watch, "It’s ten o’clock; let’s play for two hours."

"Okay," Gu Anxi walked side by side with him in front, and Uncle Bo took a notebook from the car, seemingly ready to work here, making the little spirit both worried and feel he didn’t understand enjoyment.

Inside, sure enough, Bo Xichen took off his coat and sat there working. Chen Ming glanced at Gu Anxi, "He’s working every day. Does he even have any private time left?"

Gu Anxi raised her hand, aimed—

Hit the bullseye.

Chen Ming applauded, "Impressive."

Gu Anxi tilted her head, "He doesn’t have time to accompany me, so he just brings me here while he works."

Chen Ming laughed honestly, "Professor Bo is quite hardworking. Chaoge is also doing academic work, right? It seems like she doesn’t have time to date or have a boyfriend."

Gu Anxi raised her hand again, her red lips curling slightly, "That’s why I think she and King Jingyao are a perfect match."

After she finished shooting a magazine, Chen Ming responded, "Do you really think they are suitable?"

Gu Anxi deftly loaded bullets, glancing at Chen Ming, then smiled, "Regardless of whether they are suitable, Jiang Chaoge is definitely not suitable for you."

She raised her hand, focusing on the target, "She won’t be a good wife."

Because her bottom line is low, because she wants too much. Even if she got married, she would sacrifice the loyalty a marriage should have for benefits.

Chen Ming, straightforward to a fault, surprisingly understood her words and nodded, "You’re right. I think so too."

Gu Anxi smiled, just about to shoot, but happened to see an old acquaintance in another shooting room.

"Hey," she called to Chen Ming, "Song Jia is over there. Do you want to go say hi?"

Chen Ming followed her gaze, paused, and coughed lightly, "No need to say hi."

Gu Anxi chuckled, "After all, a night as husband and wife bears a hundred days of grace."

What?

Chen Ming’s face instantly turned beet red.

He stared at Gu Anxi, stammering, "How, how did you know?"

Gu Anxi turned around, "I just guessed, but Chen Ming, you admitted it, didn’t you?"

Chen Ming’s face turned even redder, almost bleeding, stammering, "No, no such thing."

Gu Anxi patted his shoulder, stuffed the gun into his hand, "Your turn."

Then, Chen Ming, the sharpshooter, missed, not a single bullseye, and he felt quite embarrassed... purposefully avoiding looking towards Song Jia.

He wished he could leave immediately, it was better than being teased by this brat, and at this moment, he could really empathize with Mr. Wang. This brat truly makes people both love and hate, too smart for her own good.