Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 265 A Comfortable Big Bed
Zeng Wenjie stood by the window smoking, waiting for Mu Qingyang to come out after taking a shower.

"You beast, how are you doing?" Hu Guohua called and immediately launched into a barrage of insults.

"Finished surfing the internet?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

Hu Guohua yawned widely and said, "Damn it, you ran away halfway through, that's really despicable! I'll never believe your nonsense again, and I'll never go online with you again."

Zeng Wenjie said, "My leaving won't affect your internet access."

Hu Guohua cursed, "How can it not affect me? I just got out of the police station!"

"???"

Zeng Wenjie was shocked.

Hu Guohua said coldly, "After you left, I went to a porn site to watch videos, and then those two uncles in hats caught me and took me to the station for a lecture! It's all your fault!"

Zeng Wenjie was both amused and exasperated, never expecting such a bizarre and convoluted story to unfold after he and Mu Qingyang left.

However, this kid is clearly overthinking things.

He really did bring Mu Qingyang to the hotel to rest and sleep, and didn't do anything that crossed the line, so of course he can't be blamed.

"You son of a bitch, you heartless bastard, I'm going back to school to sleep!" Hu Guohua cursed.

Zeng Wenjie hung up the phone immediately, spread his hands, and showed an innocent expression like "Jerry the Mouse".

After putting out his cigarette, Mu Qingyang was thinking about donating a teaching building in Xishu Province next year to do his part when he came out of the bathroom.

She was already dressed and drying her wet hair with a towel, giving off a fresh and natural beauty.

"It's so beautiful, are you crazy?!" Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but exclaim, and quickly stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth.

Mu Qingyang was stunned. She had just taken a shower, and her face was still flushed. She seemed no different from usual, right?
She picked up the hairdryer and started drying her hair. Her long, black, shiny hair swayed in the noise of the hairdryer, and the occasional flicking of her hair made Zeng Wenjie dazzled.

"I'll have to explain to Ouyang and the others for ages when I get back!" Mu Qingyang muttered, puffing out her cheeks as she dried her hair.

“What’s there to explain? Just say I took you out to eat, then we went to an internet cafe, and finally we were so sleepy that we went to a hotel together to sleep,” Zeng Wenjie said.

Mu Qingyang blushed and said, "How could you say that..."

Zeng Wenjie tilted his head, a clear yet foolish look of confusion on his face, and asked, "Then how should I put it? We just slept together when we booked a room, didn't we? We didn't do anything else!"

Mu Qingyang could tell from his expression that he was doing it on purpose!
"On the 24th, I'm going to take you to a fun place," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay!" Mu Qingyang nodded happily.

Seeing that her mood had returned to normal, Zeng Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief. Mu Qingyang's emotions were much more stable now.

If she were still in the same state as before, she would probably be heartbroken for a long time after this.

Zeng Wenjie was fortunate to be able to accompany her through the lowest point in her life and help her quickly recover from it.

Of course, most importantly, he slept with her soft, fragrant body in his arms all night.

After driving Mu Qingyang back to school, Zeng Wenjie received a call from Zhuang Aimin, saying that the Palace Museum had agreed to the joint application.

“Okay, thank you, senior brother!” Zeng Wenjie said.

"Junior brother, the show is about to start recording, you need to be prepared," Zhuang Aimin said with a smile.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I definitely won't let our Feng Academy down!" Zeng Wenjie replied confidently.

Zhuang Aimin said, "Keep up the good work. Your nomination has been approved. Remember to come and collect your award when the time comes."

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's great! You can still be one of the top ten outstanding youths after getting into a fight!" Zhuang Aimin was amused by his words and said, "I didn't realize you were such a capable kid."

Then, Zhuang Aimin said, "If you focus on your business next year and avoid similar mishaps, I think you still have a good chance of being nominated as one of the Top Ten Outstanding Young People in China."

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, senior brother. I will definitely keep it in mind!" Zeng Wenjie said.

After ending the call, Zeng Wenjie felt a surge of relief, as if a thousand little figures were punching the sky and roaring, "Awesome!!!"

Although he knew that winning the title of one of the province's top ten outstanding youths was a foregone conclusion, Zeng Wenjie still didn't dare to boast about it until it was actually done.

Now that he had received Zhuang Aimin's affirmative reply, he was completely relieved.

From now on, whatever I do, I'll have a legitimate official backing, so I won't have to fear those petty scoundrels.

Of course, it's best to steer clear of underage youths who exude a gangster vibe.

Zeng Wenjie went to Feng Xiao's rented room, measured the space where the bed would be placed, noted down the dimensions, and then went to the furniture store.

I bought a top-of-the-line luxury king-size bed and arranged for delivery.

When it comes to buying a bed, Zeng Wenjie certainly wouldn't be stingy at all, since most of a person's life is spent in bed.

After waiting for about two days, the furniture store arranged for delivery, so Zeng Wenjie went to pick it up and, along with the delivery workers, dismantled the old bed.

After making the bed, he lay down and felt very comfortable. He then called Feng Xiao and said, "Your Christmas present has arrived early and is already installed."

Feng Xiao said, "Oh, thank you for your hard work, boss!"

Zeng Wenjie asked, "What's your name?"

Then, there was silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of high heels clicking on the ground.

After a dozen seconds, Feng Xiao called out seductively, "Brother~"

"Remember to check the accounts at the leather factory. Also, Wang He is treating us to dinner today, so get off work early. I'll wait for you at your office. Give me a call when you get downstairs," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay!" Feng Xiao's voice was slightly playful.

Zeng Wenjie lay on the brand-new, luxurious bed he had bought for Feng Xiao and dozed off for a while. Tomorrow was the official recording of "The Voice of China".

As the first contestant to appear, he felt a little pressure.

"I'm downstairs, come down now."

After receiving Feng Xiao's call, Zeng Wenjie lazily got out of bed, thinking that this guy probably wouldn't scream again tonight.

Feng Xiao was dressed casually today, with a cement gray trench coat over it, giving her a relaxed yet sophisticated look.

“Actually, you should go upstairs and check the quality of the bed first,” Zeng Wenjie said with a smile as he came downstairs.

"No need, I believe you wouldn't wrong yourself." Feng Xiao opened the car door and gave him a rather ambiguous smile.

Zeng Wenjie said, "You're driving, aren't you?"

Feng Xiao retorted, "What kind of CEO drives for his assistant? Besides, didn't you see I'm wearing high heels?"

Then, the ambiguous smile vanished, replaced by a huge eye roll.

Then, Feng Xiao lifted her trench coat and said, "I'm wearing black stockings, why would I drive? Sitting in the passenger seat is the highest courtesy!"

(End of this chapter)