Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 769 - 770: What exactly happened last night?

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Chapter 769: Chapter 770: What exactly happened last night?

With that, Song Jia ignored him.

Shen Congwen gave him a disapproving glance before heading out with him.

Once Zhou Yunchen got in the car and saw her following, he chuckled, "It’s inconvenient, so why did you follow?"

Despite what he said, he still opened the car door and made some space for her to sit next to him—they hadn’t had a proper conversation since last night.

But that wasn’t Shen Congwen’s intention. She quietly looked at her husband, apparently pondering something before saying, "Should we just let Chen Ming’s issue go?"

Zhou Yunchen patted his trousers and chuckled, "What else can we do? You see, that fool is going to take responsibility."

Shen Congwen just kept looking at him.

Zhou Yunchen laughed again. "Yun Duo doesn’t hate him as much as she claims. Don’t be fooled by her. If she really hated him that much, there would’ve been a huge commotion last night; it wouldn’t have waited until today for a fight."

Shen Congwen, being an experienced woman, understood and blushed a little. With her naturally red lips and white teeth, she looked particularly beautiful at that moment. Zhou Yunchen found her irresistible; if the driver hadn’t been there, he would have definitely pulled her close.

In the end, he only touched her small face and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Let’s leave this matter at that. Besides, Bo Qing only left a short while ago; it’s unrealistic to expect her to accept Chen Ming now."

Shen Congwen hummed in response and got out of the car.

Zhou Yunchen had actually wanted to hold onto her but was a fraction of a second too late, so he could only smile regretfully.

The driver drove directly to the general office, as there was an important meeting that afternoon. The meeting didn’t end until past seven in the evening, but by then, they had finally resolved their differences.

Old Wang stretched, rubbing his shoulders and neck as he asked, "Why didn’t Chen Ming come today? His assistant called him, but no one answered. Didn’t he stay at your place last night?"

Min Xin also looked towards him.

Zhou Yunchen laughed. "He went home this morning. Maybe he... drank too much and still hasn’t recovered."

"Young people just don’t know their limits," King Jingyao said, then looked reproachfully at Wang Jingchuan. "Next time, you can’t force him to drink like this."

Wang Jingchuan immediately replied, "I also thought he couldn’t hold his liquor; I had no idea that wasn’t the case."

Old Wang laughed. "When hasn’t he been tricked into getting drunk by you shrewd people? It’s pitiful. He’s single, but with his looks and physique, he’d be torn apart by young girls if he stepped out."

The conference room burst into laughter at his words. Everyone, being men, loved hearing such things—of course, Zhou Yunchen was the only one who couldn’t laugh.

Min Xin glanced at him. Then, as they left together, he patted Zhou Yunchen’s shoulder and said with feigned kindness, "You look like you’ve suffered a great loss because of Chen Ming."

Zhou Yunchen looked at him and lit a cigarette. "How is that possible? I’m a man."

Min Xin laughed maliciously. "But apart from your wife, there’s a beauty in your house as lovely as a flower, and Chen Ming is a sturdy bull who got drunk... Alas, Yunchen, don’t look at me like that. If you do, I’ll think Chen Ming did something indecent to your sister."

Zhou Yunchen: ...

Min Xin was in the best mood. Song Jia was clearly his person, yet she had betrayed him for Bo Qing. If Chen Ming had really done something... that would be immensely gratifying! He’d have to treat Chen Ming to a meal someday.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yunchen was thoroughly angered. Wang Jingchuan hurried over and smiled. "Mr. Min, Mr. Zhou."

Min Xin knew Wang Jingchuan was surely going to ask Zhou Yunchen about something, so he tactfully said, "Alright, I’m getting off work now. Let’s have a meal together someday."

With that, he patted Zhou Yunchen on the shoulder and chuckled ambiguously.

After he left, Zhou Yunchen turned to Wang Jingchuan. As they walked, he asked, "Mr. Wang, what did you need me for?"

Wang Jingchuan smiled lightly. "Nothing much. Mr. Wang has arranged a dinner and invited Mr. Bo Nianyao and Old He. He has a batch of paintings and would like some connoisseurs to appreciate them."

Zhou Yunchen, preoccupied with his sister, said, "I don’t know anything about painting. Wouldn’t Anxi be better suited for this?"

Wang Jingchuan laughed. "Professor Bo has surgery, and CEO Little Gu is picking him up after work."

Zhou Yunchen shook his head. "Her... a girl, handling all the men’s work. However... Bo Xichen seems to quite like it."

Wang Jingchuan laughed too. "Yes, their relationship is excellent. By the way, Jiang Chaoge will also be coming, along with a few celebrities and socialites. It’ll be a gathering of moderate size."

At this, Zhou Yunchen was somewhat puzzled. "Does Mr. Wang value her that much?"

"Not exactly value. More like giving face. Dr. Jiang still has that project, and it has always been Mr. Wang’s style not to burn his bridges," Wang Jingchuan chuckled casually.

Zhou Yunchen reached his office door and paused. "Then what if... Xichen can’t handle it? Is Mr. Wang prepared to sacrifice himself?"

Wang Jingchuan laughed. "That’s hard to say. I don’t think it will come to that, though."