I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

When Chen Dapeng came out of the bathroom, his hair was still dripping wet. He quickly wiped it with a towel and put on his clothes.

He Ying had already changed her clothes and was standing in the living room looking down at her phone when she heard footsteps and looked up.

Her gaze lingered for a moment on his wet hair:

"What if I catch a cold if I go out with my hair still wet?"

"It's okay, it'll dry in a bit."

Chen Dapeng draped the towel over the back of the chair.

"Let's go have breakfast."

He Ying didn't reply, turned and went into the bathroom, took the hairdryer from the shelf and came out, patting the sofa:

"Sit still."

Chen Dapeng was stunned for a moment:

"Sister Ying, I can do it myself."

"sit down."

He Ying's tone carried a hint of uncompromising intent.

Chen Dapeng stopped arguing and sat down on the sofa.

He Ying plugged in the power, stood in front of him, ran her fingers through his hair, and the warm air from the hairdryer fell from above, filling the living room with a buzzing sound.

Chen Dapeng remained seated, feeling her fingers gently brushing through his hair; the movement was light, and the temperature was just right.

He tilted his head slightly and saw her lowered gaze resting on the top of his head, her eyelashes casting a small shadow in the morning light.

He didn't say anything, and quietly let her finish playing.

"alright."

He Ying put the hair dryer away and unplugged it.

"Let's go."

Chen Dapeng didn't move. While she was still standing in front of him, he quickly reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist.

He Ying looked down at him and chuckled softly.

"What do you want?"

"Sister Ying, I want a hug."

He Ying burst out laughing.

"Hold my head, I'm hungry..."

Chen Dapeng smiled and stood up.

"Sister Ying, what should we eat?"

He Ying thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat Changwang noodles."

"Great! I know a new one, but I haven't been there yet. Let's go try it."

"real?"

"certainly!"

Chen Dapeng took her hand and they walked out side by side.

A dozen minutes later.

The two arrived at a noodle shop next to the China Construction Bank on Zhonghua Road.

The brand-new signboard reads: "The Best Flavor in Jiangnan".

"That's a pretty grand name!"

He Ying gave a compliment.

Chen Dapeng chimed in, "Indeed, but I wonder if it truly lives up to its name."

He Ying smiled and said, "Why don't you try it and see?"

As they talked, the two went into the store.

The waiter came up to us with a smile and greeted us.

A few minutes later, two steaming bowls of Changwang noodles were served.

He Ying stirred it, took a sip of the soup, and savored it slowly.

"How is it?"

Chen Dapeng looked at her and asked a question.

"It smells good, it really smells good!"

Chen Dapeng smiled and took a bite as well.

"Yes, that's great, we've come to the right place."

The two lowered their heads and ate their noodles without saying another word.

After a while, Chen Dapeng looked up at He Ying and asked, "Sister Ying, what time are you going home today?"

He Ying looked up and replied, "I'll see later, there's no rush."

Chen Dapeng nodded without asking any further questions.

The two of them quietly finished their breakfast.

When I paid the bill and walked out of the breakfast shop, the sun had already risen a bit, casting a warm glow on the street.

After returning to my residence.

He Ying started tidying up the house, throwing Chen Dapeng's clothes into the washing machine.

"Sister Ying, you just rest. I'll take care of these things myself in a bit."

He Ying glanced at him.

"What? Do you think I'm being nosy?"

Chen Dapeng smiled.

"I wouldn't dare..."

Then he added, "Sister Ying, you're not only beautiful, but also so virtuous."

He Ying glared at him: "When did you become so sweet-talking?"

Chen Dapeng was a little embarrassed.

"After starting a relationship..."

He Ying was taken aback: "You've been in relationships before?"

Chen Dapeng quickly shook his head: "No...no, you are my first girlfriend."

He Ying's lips curled up slightly, and she deliberately asked, "Really? I don't quite believe it. I'll ask Chen Yang another day."

"Of course it's true, you can ask my sister right now if you don't believe me."

He Ying just smiled, said nothing, and continued with her work.

Chen Dapeng watched her work and sighed inwardly.

"Sister Ying, that's so nice!"

He went over and mopped the floor with her...

After tidying up the room.

He Ying tugged at Chen Dapeng's hand.

"Dapeng, I have to go. I have things to do this afternoon."

"Um."

Chen Dapeng did not try to stop her, and saw her to the door.

He Ying straightened up after changing her shoes and glanced at him sideways:

"I'll come again next weekend."

Chen Dapeng nodded: "Okay."

He Ying took two steps, then stopped and looked back at him:

"Remember what you said last night."

Chen Dapeng smiled and asked, "Which sentence?"

He Ying pretended to be angry and said, "Think about it yourself."

Then she turned around and continued walking.

Chen Dapeng stood at the door, listening to the footsteps recede into the distance until they were completely gone before closing the door.

After He Ying left.

Chen Dapeng sat on the sofa for a while, then picked up his phone, found his sister Chen Yang's number, and pressed the call button.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

Chen Yang's voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with reproach:

"Dapeng? It's rare for him to call me on his own initiative."

"Sis, I need to tell you something."

Chen Dapeng paused for a moment.

"Yesterday, I took Sister Ying home to meet my parents."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a laugh:

"My parents already told me, why were you telling me?"

Her tone was teasing.

"What, you've forgotten about your sister now that you have a girlfriend?"

"Sis, how could that be?"

Chen Dapeng was a little embarrassed and explained:

"I'm busy, and besides, I need to talk to my parents first before I dare to tell you."

"What are you busy with?"

Chen Yang smiled and pressed on:

"Are you busy with your sweet nothings?"

"sister……"

Chen Dapeng choked for a moment, and his ears felt a little hot.

"What did you say?"

Chen Yang laughed even more loudly on the other end of the phone.

"What? Still shy?"

Okay, I'm not teasing you anymore.

My mom called me yesterday and said He Ying is pretty and speaks very well, much better than her son.

Chen Dapeng was stunned for a moment:

"Did Mom really say that?"

"That's pretty much what she said. She also said He Ying looks younger than in the photos, not like someone in their thirties. What about Dad? He didn't say anything, did he?"

"Dad asked me to go to his study for a chat and asked if I had thought it through. I said I had, and he didn't say anything more."

Chen Yang hummed in agreement: "Dad is a man of few words, but since he didn't object, it means he acquiesced."

By the way, what about He Ying?

What did her dad say?

Chen Dapeng recalled He Ying's words from last night, "Just be at ease," and a slight smile curved his lips.

"Her dad said I'm reliable."

Chen Yang smiled:

"Then you've passed the test. I've met her father; he's a man of few words and has high standards. The fact that he said 'reliable' is already a sign of approval."

Chen Dapeng held his phone without saying a word, but he was overjoyed inside.

"Dapeng, have you mentioned it to Yingying?"

Chen Dapeng was taken aback: "Sis, what are you talking about?"

"Of course, it's a lifelong commitment!"

Chen Yang was furious.

"Yingying is thirty-one years old. You should bring it up first. How can you let a young woman bring this up first?"

"Sister, I already mentioned it, and she said she'd wait until I'm officially transferred to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection."

Chen Yang paused for a moment, then spoke.

"Then hurry up and get married soon. Don't wait too long. If you wait any longer, Yingying will become an elderly mother."

Chen Dapeng was stunned; he hadn't expected his sister to be so direct.

However, this is also the truth...

"Okay, I'll try to participate in the selection process as soon as possible."

"Okay, that's right. Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

"Okay, sis, I got it."

After saying that, Chen Yang hung up the phone.

"Selection, marriage, and cases that haven't been finished."

"There are many things to deal with, let's tackle them one by one."

He muttered to himself...