Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

On the day of departure, Shen Mingchao looked at the long line of cars and unconsciously exclaimed, "Wow, so many people!"

"So, want to ride in my car? My hands are very steady~"

A weight settled on his shoulder. Shen Mingchao glanced at the approaching Black Bear and ruthlessly exposed him: "But your hands are trembling slightly."

Black Bear: ...

It's all because those four were so unethical, ganging up on him. Seriously, why take it so seriously?

He was passed over, and soon someone else took his place, and more than one person did.

"Ming Dynasty, come and ride in my carriage."

"that……"

"I also……"

With multiple audio tracks overlapping and sounds coming from all directions, Shen Mingchao didn't know who to look at for a moment. He looked around, feeling quite troubled.

So she chose a very fair way: she gestured with her fingers one by one, silently reciting in her mind:

I'll choose whoever the little rooster points to!

Looking in the direction Shen Mingchao was pointing, most people's faces turned ugly.

Damn, why did I choose this car?

The driver of that car was stunned, unable to believe that he had won the grand prize.

"Young man from the Bai family, you volunteered to drive in Changbai Mountain, but I didn't let you. A year later, you've managed to make up for it. I have to say, you're really lucky."

Looking at the result, the fat man chuckled and patted the white snake on the shoulder, "What are you standing there for? Everyone's already on the bus."

The White Snake finally came to her senses, suppressed her excitement, ignored the gloomy looks from the crowd, and eagerly got into the driver's seat.

"You're driving, Brother White Snake."

Looking at Shen Mingchao sitting in the passenger seat, Bai She smiled and said, "Yes, don't worry, I'm a very good driver."

Shen Mingchao nodded, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of something—a wooden photo frame on the center console.

There were no photos inside, only a piece of paper with a line of text written on it.

It looks extremely familiar.

It was the sentence she once used to comfort the White Snake.

Everything has cracks, that's how the light gets in.

A slight stirring ran through her heart, and her gaze lingered there for a few more seconds.

"This is……?"

"I wrote it," the White Snake replied, somewhat embarrassed. "It's not very well written."

Shen Mingchao: "No."

This isn't just comforting words; it's the truth.

Although the handwriting on the paper is not particularly vigorous or crisp, each stroke is solid and steady, and the neat and tidy handwriting shows the care and attention put into it.

She reasonably guessed, "You wrote it more than once, didn't you?"

"Hmm." The White Snake readily admitted, "I've used up quite a few pens and several notebooks, and this is all I can manage to do. It's definitely not as beautiful as Boss Wu's and the others' handwriting."

Shen Mingchao chuckled upon hearing this: "If that's what you're saying, then I'm actually quite curious about what you wrote at the beginning."

"Probably... like a dog crawling." The White Snake chuckled self-deprecatingly. "My family doesn't care about these things. They say that instead of practicing calligraphy, you should spend more time in the river to improve your swimming skills."

"I understand, everyone has their own area of ​​expertise."

The car fell silent for a moment. White Snake took a deep breath, not wanting to miss this hard-won opportunity, and started a conversation again.

"Ming Dynasty, I remembered those words you said to me for a long time. Later, I copied them down, put them in a frame, and placed them in my carriage. Every time I set off, I could see them when I looked up."

"It's like..."

He suddenly turned his head to look directly at the girl and revealed his true feelings: "You are by my side."

The white snake stared intently at Shen Mingchao, her eyes shining brightly, a myriad of emotions hidden deep within them.

"In the Ming Dynasty, I actually disliked thinking about complicated things and didn't like those roundabout ways."

"My life is very simple: I set a goal and just work on it. It's like swimming; if you swim forward without any distractions, you'll eventually reach the finish line."

At this point, the white snake's long eyelashes drooped, concealing the turbulent emotions in her eyes. Her Adam's apple bobbed, and she said softly:

"I don't mind."

"I'm not lying. If I minded, I wouldn't have stayed until now. The fact that I haven't left shows that I've come to terms with it. As long as I'm here, that's enough, even if it's just for a short time."

!!!

Shen Mingchao was shocked.

To so openly discuss such a sensitive matter without any hesitation? And to even confess that he doesn't mind having multiple partners, even if it's a short-term arrangement.

Straight-talking guy is still the same straight-talking guy!

Shen Mingchao's mouth was half open, unsure of what to say, but the White Snake gave him a way out first: "It's okay, you don't need to rush to give an answer. I just expressed my thoughts."

"By the way, I've picked out a few things recently, could you help me take a look? I'll send you pictures."

What are you up to now?

Shen Mingchao had a bad feeling, but he couldn't resist his curiosity, so he took out his phone and opened the chat window.

I gasped!

It turned out to be a collection of images of various waist chain designs.

Some are carved with intricate intertwined floral patterns, with delicate clasps and a few slender tassels hanging down from the side;

Others feature metal chains designed to perfectly fit the curves of the body, adorned with delicate pearlescent sequins, a thin layer adhering to the skin.

Just by looking at the pictures, you can imagine how it looks when worn on a person, swaying gently.

Extremely ambiguous and alluring.

You've really gone all out, bro.

One thing leads to another, from innocent confession to passionate fervor, the huge contrast leaving Shen Mingchao speechless for a moment.

The white snake beside her turned to the side, its warm breath brushing against her ear, its voice low and husky.

"Pick one, don't you want to see how it looks on you? My figure is much more pleasing to the eye than my handwriting. But if you can't decide, you can buy them both."

This straightforward guy is still on the offensive!

Shen Mingchao held her phone, the faint light from the screen reflecting on her face, her temples throbbing.

It's over.

This snake is too cunning; she wants to execute people on the spot!

"Click—"

The ambiguous atmosphere was shattered by the sound of the door opening.

While they were chatting inside the car, the argument outside was equally heated, with people arguing about who should get in. Now that they had finally reached a conclusion, it conveniently helped Shen Mingchao out of his predicament.

Four men sat down one after another. They were Zhang Qilin, Zhang Haike, Zhang Rishan, and Wu Xie.

They were all shrewd people, and they sensed something was amiss as soon as they entered. Zhang Haike frowned and spoke first: "What were you all talking about just now?"

The white snake regained its composure and said coldly, "It's nothing."

"It's nothing, why are your ears so red?" Wu Xie clearly didn't believe it.

"Is it not okay if it's hot?"

Zhang Rishan said casually, "The air conditioning is on in the car."

With three men surrounding him, White Snake decided to stop making up stories and let them imagine whatever they wanted, regardless of whether it was black, white, or yellow. He simply inserted the car key and started the car.

Shen Mingchao breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that if Straightforward Guy really disregarded everything and showed her the design pictures on his phone, that would be truly disastrous.