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Chapter 270 Wen Shu's Determination

Two days later.

After the final exam, Wen Shu didn't come out very quickly.

After the crowd at the gate thinned out a bit, she slowly walked out of the school gate, looking more relaxed than usual.

Wenjing got out of the car and waved to her.

"Xiao Shu!"

"Sister! Brother-in-law!"

Unlike Baima, who was boisterous after the exam, Wenshu stood quietly in front of the two of them.

Wenjing handed over the water: "How did the exam go?"

Wen Shu shrugged: "It's alright — I've written everything I was supposed to write, and I've covered the rest. Now it's up to the examiner's mood."

Seeing her younger sister's indifferent attitude towards life and death, Wenjing had no choice but to reach out and pat her sister's head like an older sister.

Suddenly, I noticed that Wen Shu had grown quite a bit taller, and her jawline had lost its girlish roundness, revealing a more sharp and defined profile.

When did it change? Wenjing couldn't remember.

Ding Heng opened the car door: "The exam's over. What are your plans?"

Wen Shu bent down and climbed into the back seat: "I haven't decided yet — let me relax for a couple of days first."

"How about I arrange a graduation trip for you?"

Ding Heng started the car: "Do you want to go domestically or internationally?"

Wenjing turned her head to look at Ding Heng, then turned back to look at her younger sister, expressing her concern.

"It's not safe for me to be alone—"

"Then find her a companion."

Ding Heng steered the wheel with one hand, his tone nonchalant.

"Who should I look for?"

"Hua Yue".

Wen Shu chuckled and leaned back on the passenger seat, tilting her head to look at Ding Heng.

"Brother-in-law, are you afraid that we'll be the third wheel again?"

Ding Heng smiled without saying a word, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Really, you don't need to."

Wen Shu leaned back in her seat, casually crossing her legs, looking completely nonchalant.

"There's a class reunion tonight. After this farewell dinner, I'll go back to Zhuzhou. Once the results come out, I'll find a summer job. I can't just stay idle at home forever."

Wenjing was stunned upon hearing this. She remembered that Ding Heng had said more than once that "Wenshu is more sensible than her."

She used to think Ding Heng was just saying it casually, and she was even a little resentful.

She's the older sister, she gets better grades, and she's more reliable in her work, so why can't she understand things?

But at this moment, it suddenly dawned on him—

Wen Shu has enjoyed a life of luxury for a long time. If she just asked, Ding Heng could arrange an unforgettable round-the-world trip for her.

But as soon as the college entrance exam was over, she chose to return to reality.

Be down-to-earth and patient.

Wenjing felt dazed. Since when did her younger sister stop needing her to worry about everything?

"sister."

Wen Shu called out softly.

Wenjing looked up and met her younger sister's smiling eyes in the rearview mirror.

"What are you spacing out for?"

"no."

Wenjing shook her head: "I just feel that you've grown up."

"I'm all grown up, okay!"

Wen Shu rolled her eyes dramatically, instantly lightening the atmosphere in the car.

Back at the villa, Wen Shu rushed into the dressing room without stopping.

She had already changed into her third outfit in front of the full-length mirror.

The children from private schools all come from well-off families, and their farewell dinner was held in a private room at the Chujiang Hotel's Chinese restaurant.

Wen Shu initially wanted to dress casually, but then she thought that since this was the last gathering of the whole class, she couldn't be too perfunctory.

In addition, teenage girls often have a tendency to show off.

She pulled out a light blue dress from deep inside the closet; it was the one that Bai Ma had insisted on buying together with her.

After changing her clothes, Wen Shu looked at herself from left to right, but still felt something was off, so she simply found another pair of white over-the-knee stockings and put them on.

The stockings belonged to Baima, and it was the first time she had ever worn them.

I originally wanted to braid a cute hairstyle, but I was not satisfied with my attempts after a few tries. I wanted to ask my older sister for help, but Wenjing had already gone back to her room and fallen asleep. She seemed to be quite tired.

She simply tied her hair back into a high ponytail, and before leaving, she put on the luxury bracelet that Zhao Yanxi had given her.

When Wen Shu came downstairs, Ding Heng was sitting on the living room sofa looking at his phone, with Bai Ma nestled next to him, laughing without any regard for her image.

She greeted him, "Brother-in-law, I'm heading out!"

Ding Heng looked up and asked, "What time will you be back?"

"It's hard to say, it depends on everyone's mood."

Send me your location when you arrive.

"Okay."

Wen Shu changed her shoes and just opened the door when she heard Bai Ma's lazy teasing voice behind her.

"Xiao Shu, don't drink too much, or you'll get taken advantage of by some stinky man."

"You think I'm like you?"

Wen Shu retorted, and the door closed quietly behind her.

When we arrived at the Chinese restaurant of Chujiang Hotel, quite a few people had already arrived.

The homeroom teacher hadn't arrived yet. The girls were gossiping together, while the boys were gathered around a large round table. Some of them had already started pouring drinks, and it seemed they were prepared to drink until they were completely drunk.

Wen Shu came to the girls' team, found a seat, and chatted casually with her classmate Xu next to her.

They chatted about university, their majors, and where they planned to go during the summer vacation. The topics jumped around quickly, and no one took it too seriously.

Afterwards, the homeroom teacher arrived, and the dishes were served one after another.

The homeroom teacher raised his glass and said a few simple words, nothing more than "wishing everyone a bright future," before being dragged away by a few mischievous male students to drink.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere began to relax.

Perhaps the entire senior year of high school had been too suffocating for these young men and women, and now that they've let loose, they're all like wild horses.

Some boys with conspicuous bags raised their glasses to toast each table, some girls huddled together taking selfies, and some even started to tear up and cry.

Wen Shu drank two glasses of fruit wine, and her face flushed slightly, but not enough to make her drunk.

She leaned back in her chair, quietly observing the scene before her, her feelings indescribable.

High school life is neither long nor short, and she doesn't have much affection for her current school.

She transferred here in the second semester of her junior year. By then, her classmates' cliques had already formed, and she was a latecomer.

I wouldn't say I was ostracized, but I wasn't exactly integrated either.

But it doesn't matter.

Although Ding Heng provided her with a sufficiently comfortable life, even far exceeding that of most of her classmates, Wen Shu was still clearly aware that she did not belong among them.

Wen Shu took another sip of the fruit wine when she suddenly heard someone calling her.

"Wen Shu."

Wen Shu turned around and saw Zhou Ke, her classmate.

A tall, thin boy wearing silver-rimmed glasses, speaking softly.

Although he was fairly handsome, he wasn't very noticeable in class.

"What's up?"

"that----"

In Zhou Ke's hand was a small gift box, exquisitely packaged.

He handed the gift box to Wen Shu, his fingers trembling.

Happy graduation!

Wen Shu glanced down at the gift box, then looked up at Zhou Ke.

She's not someone who hasn't experienced this before.

In the latter half of high school, not many boys confessed their feelings to her, but there were always one or two every now and then.

She refused them all, and her reason was simple—she didn't want to be in a relationship, and Wenjing would never allow her to be in a relationship.

But today, looking at Zhou Ke's flushed face, she suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

It's not because I like it, but because it reminds me of my past.

At that time, she was in an old house in Zhou, sharing a room with her sister, and had no hope for the future.

If someone were willing to confess their feelings to her back then—

Wen Shu sighed softly.

"Thanks."

Zhou Ke's eyes lit up.

"However—I'm sorry."

Wen Shu politely declined, saying, "I can't accept this. Happy graduation, and we'll still be classmates."

Zhou Ke's face fell, he nodded, and turned back to his seat.

The girl next to her leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Wenshu, did Zhou Ke confess his feelings to you?"

I guess so.

"So you didn't agree?"

Why should you agree?

Wen Shu picked up her water glass and said in a flat tone, "We don't even know where we'll be in college yet, so what's the point of talking about a long-distance relationship?"

For some reason, whenever a boy confesses his feelings to her, she subconsciously compares him to Ding Heng.

It's not that she has any dirty thoughts, but as of now, her brother-in-law is the best man Wenshu has ever met.

The girl clicked her tongue twice and didn't ask any further questions.

As the dinner party drew to a close, the homeroom teacher and several subject teachers were surrounded by students offering them toasts, and their faces were flushed with alcohol.

Someone suggested continuing the conversation in a private karaoke room upstairs, and the suggestion was immediately met with enthusiastic support.

Wen Shu didn't want to go, but she couldn't resist the persistent pleading of several girls, so she had no choice but to join the group.

The KTV rooms are very large; even dozens of people can squeeze in without feeling cramped.

The lights were dimmed, the music was deafening, and the atmosphere became even more lively.

Someone grabbed the microphone and sang, completely off-key, but no one cared and joined in the cheering and clapping.

Some people, holding wine glasses, weaved through the crowd, saying things they wouldn't normally dare to say, fueled by alcohol.

Wen Shu stopped drinking alcohol, held a glass of orange juice, and listlessly scrolled through her phone.

A message from Ding Heng popped up on the screen.

[Ding Heng]: Is it over yet?

[Wen Shu]: Not yet, the classmates said we'll sing for a while longer.

[Ding Heng]: Until what time?

[Wen Shu]: I don't know, but everyone seems to be in a lot of excitement.

[Wen Shu]: Brother-in-law, aren't you coming to pick me up? [Cat peeking out.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: Okay, send me your location.

Wen Shu sent the location and put her phone away.

Another hour passed, and the clock struck eleven.

The atmosphere in the private room had completely relaxed.

Many boys and girls began to huddle in the corners and whisper to each other. Some people were already drunk and passed out on the table, while others stood on the coffee table, raised the microphone, and sang a love song off-key.

But Wen Shu started to feel a little bored.

Just as she was wondering whether she should leave early, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

Ding Heng stood at the door.

He was dressed casually, in a black short-sleeved shirt, dark gray casual pants, and canvas shoes.

It was no different from any other day, but Chujiang Hotel was, after all, his territory. His tall figure exuded an invisible but powerful aura, instantly silencing the private room.

All eyes turned to that direction.

Wen Shu stood up from the sofa and waved to Ding Heng: "Brother-in-law, over here!"

Ding Heng walked over: "Let's go."

"Um."

Wen Shu picked up her bag and said a brief goodbye to a few girls she was on good terms with.

As he passed by Zhou Ke, he nodded to her, but still received no response.

The two walked out of the private room one after the other, with Ding Heng leading by half a body length, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

Wen Shu suddenly quickened her pace to catch up with Ding Heng and looked up at him.

"Brother-in-law."

"Um.

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Why didn't my sister come?

"She's asleep. She hasn't been sleeping well these past few days while you were taking exams."

"—My sister is just a worrier."

"There's nothing I can do, her expectations of you are too high."

The two walked through the corridor and arrived at the elevator.

The elevator doors opened, and a man in a suit stepped out. He paused when he saw Ding Heng, and a smile spread across his face.

"Mr. Ding, why didn't you let me know you were coming? I could have had someone make arrangements—"

"No need, I'll just pick someone up and leave."

Ding Heng spoke calmly, offering no further explanation.

The man nodded tactfully and stepped aside.

The elevator doors closed, and the numbers jumped down one by one.

Wen Shu leaned against the elevator wall.

"Brother-in-law, who is that?"

"Hotel Manager."

"You seem to have a lot of influence."

"good."

"Will I be able to benefit from this too?"

"It's not like you haven't tried it before."

Wen Shu chuckled twice and didn't reply.

The elevator stopped on the first floor. The two people walked through the lobby.

After getting into the car, Wen Shu fastened her seatbelt. Her cheeks were still flushed from drinking, and her eyes were bright.

Ding Heng started the car and drove out of the hotel.

Did a boy just confess his feelings to you?

How did you know?

"That's what the hotel staff told me."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Wen Shu was quite surprised, but not too surprised.

In her memory, Chujiang Hotel seemed to be one of her brother-in-law's businesses.

"Brother-in-law, why are you being so gossipy today?"

"Just asking casually."

Ding Heng continued, "Did you refuse?"

"Yes, I don't want a long-distance relationship."

"Alright."

Neither of them spoke, and the carriage fell silent.

As the car turned a corner, Wen Shu suddenly spoke.

"Brother-in-law."

"Um."

"Don't you think my grades have improved a little too quickly?"

"A little."

Ding Heng chuckled lightly: "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"Before the college entrance exam, my homeroom teacher talked to me and said that my progress was the fastest she had ever seen in her 20 years of teaching. My subject teachers also found it incredible and said that it was as if I had suddenly become enlightened."

Wen Shu sighed meaningfully, "Brother-in-law, do you think I accidentally took some kind of smart drug?"

Ding Heng's mind stirred slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

Wen Shu's mind is far more sharp than the dull and quiet Wen Jing's.

"I still feel a little unreal. Back in Chuzhou, my grades were just average, slightly above average, nothing special. After transferring here, I struggled to keep up at first. But then—suddenly things started to change."

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Don't overthink it. It's all the result of your own hard work."

Wen Shu blinked and turned her head to look at him.

"real?"

"Otherwise what? You think I drugged you?"

"No, it's not that bad. Brother-in-law, if you really wanted to drug me, why didn't you use something to make me prettier?"

"Don't worry, you're pretty enough now, and you'll be even prettier in college, just like your sister."

"Ugh————"

Wen Shu felt a little embarrassed by the praise.

The car stopped at the red light.

"Brother-in-law, how come my sister is so lucky?"

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"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that her life has been quite worthwhile."

The green light came on, and the car started moving again.

Wen Shu closed her eyes.

Many images flashed through my mind.

In the old house in Zhou, there was that hard wooden bed where I slept with my sister in the winter.

In the dormitory of Xingcheng Private School, she would hide under the covers to memorize vocabulary after lights out.

And then there's the joy my sister couldn't contain on the phone after each mock exam.

Wen Shu didn't know what her future held, but one thing she was very clear about.

I must never become a burden to my sister again.

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