The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

The south gate of Puhua University is located in a slightly remote area, and with the holiday approaching, there were very few students coming and going.

Jiang Duo leaned casually against the car door, his fingertips tapping lightly on his phone screen, his gaze fixed on the constantly changing time.

As the ten-minute countdown was about to reach zero, a figure strode quickly from inside the school gate.

A vast expanse of sunset glowed on the horizon, its orange-pink afterglow pouring down without reservation, enveloping her entirely.

She was wearing the most ordinary tracksuit, without any extra embellishments, yet she still looked dazzlingly beautiful in that magnificent twilight.

When she walked up to him, slightly out of breath, Jiang Duo's gaze slowly moved down from her face and landed on her somewhat casual attire.

"You wore this to the wedding today?"

Shen Ci subconsciously glanced down at her clothes.

Today is, after all, my father's and Aunt Lin's wedding. Although she didn't wear a formal dress, it was definitely one she had carefully chosen.

However, she felt constrained after the ceremony and changed back into her comfortable everyday clothes as soon as she returned to school.

Jiang Duo stared at her intently for a moment, then strode over to the passenger side, his well-defined knuckles gripping the door handle as he opened the car door for her.

As she approached, Jiang Duo leaned down slightly, placing one hand on the edge of the car door, encircling her between the door and his arm. His gaze fell on her, and his voice was deep and steady:

"Get in the car."

Jiang Duo smoothly drove the car into the landmark international shopping center in the city center.

This place has always been synonymous with luxury and sophistication. The first to third floors are filled with a dazzling array of international jewelry and haute couture brands, while the upper floors house several top international restaurants and a high-end cinema.

Shen Ci had barely gotten out of the car and hadn't even had time to stand properly when Jiang Duo strode over to her side.

Without a word, he grabbed her hand, forcefully squeezing his fingers between hers, their hands intertwining tightly.

"I feel like my girlfriend and I aren't very close yet. She didn't even tell me about such an important day as her father's remarriage."

Jiang Duo turned his head slightly to look at her, a faint smile playing in his deep eyes, but his tone was serious, "So today I need to hold your hand more and get to know you better."

His palms were large and warm, possessing an undeniable masculine strength, easily enveloping her delicate hand in his.

Shen Ci frowned, her fingertips twitching slightly as she tried to break free from his grasp, only to find that her strength was utterly useless in front of him, and instead seemed like a ploy of feigned resistance.

Jiang Duo lowered his eyes and took in her expression of wanting to break free but being helpless. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and he was in a great mood.

He led her straight to the elevator and pressed the button for the elevator that went directly to the fourth floor.

With a "ding," the elevator doors slowly slid open to both sides.

Across the street is a well-decorated, dimly lit French restaurant, with the faint aroma of butter and red wine wafting in the air.

Seeing that he was leading her into the restaurant, Shen Ci immediately stopped.

"I've already eaten."

Jiang Duo turned his head, his gaze fixed on her intently, and said in a low, almost pleading voice, "I'm hungry, have some more with me."

……

Jiang Duo ate with composure and elegance; the sound of his knife and fork clinking against the porcelain plate was extremely soft, and even his chewing exuded a slow and refined nobility.

When he put down his napkin and the two walked out of the restaurant, the streetlights outside the mall were already on, and it was already 7:30.

During the National Day holiday, several blockbuster movies are being shown in theaters.

Jiang Duo casually picked up a newly released movie brochure and handed it to Shen Ci, looking at her with his deep eyes, and asked gently, "Which one do you want to see?"

Shen Ci took the brochure, her fingertips gently stroking the smooth pages as she read it intently.

In her past life, her parents would sometimes invite an opera troupe to perform at their home, fearing she would get bored at home.

She sat under the eaves of the embroidered pavilion, listening to the melodious Kunqu opera and watching the flowing sleeves, and an entire afternoon would pass by in that time.

Arriving here, this was her first time visiting the movie theater from the original owner's memories, and she felt a surge of curiosity.

The top two movies on the popularity chart are both foreign blockbusters; one features a robot as the main character, and the other features a giant monkey.

Shen Ci wasn't very interested in works from foreign countries and excluded them outright.

Her gaze skipped over mainland comedies and settled on an art film.

The poster is simple, with only a blurry water surface and the faint silhouette of a bridge in the distance, and the title is also understated.

"Take a look at this."

She tapped on this page and handed it to Jiang Duo.

Jiang Duo followed her slender fingertips, raised an eyebrow slightly, and responded softly with "Okay," before leading her to get the tickets.

Upon entering, the place was surprisingly quiet.

In the vast space, rows of seats were empty, except for the two of them and two young couples in the corner.

Shen Ci sat down in a seat slightly towards the back of the middle according to her seat number, and Jiang Duo sat down next to her. In the dim light, his warm hand naturally covered the back of her hand once again.

Jiang Duo hadn't stepped into a movie theater for several years.

In his mind, such dimly lit and enclosed spaces have always been the perfect place for couples to date and flirt, especially when watching romantic films, where the real intention is often not what the film is about.

as predicted.

On screen, the male and female protagonists are about to part. On the night before their separation, they are reluctant to part. The camera zooms in, and after a kiss, there is a subtle bed scene, with hazy lighting and lingering music.

The young couple in the front row immediately became restless. The boy couldn't wait to push the popcorn bucket between them aside, then pulled the girl tightly into his arms, and then grabbed his coat to cover them both completely.

The coat billowed slightly, making a rustling sound.

The couple on the other side also started kissing. Although they were a little more reserved than the couple in front, there was still a hint of restlessness in the dimly lit space.

Jiang Duo leaned back in his chair, looking bored, then turned slightly to look at Shen Ci.

He was certain that Shen Ci was the only one who was actually watching the entire movie attentively.

She sat upright, her gaze focused intently on the screen, seemingly immersed in it, her expression carrying an almost scholarly seriousness.

It's as if what's happening in front of you isn't a romance movie, but a lecture by a knowledgeable professor, and she's a diligent student, afraid of missing any point of knowledge.

Jiang Duo stared at her profile for a long time.

He couldn't resist leaning closer, his lips brushing against her cheek, his warm breath brushing against the stray hairs by her ear, but she was completely unaware, still staring intently at the screen.

Jiang Duo paused, then returned to his original position, shook his head, and smiled helplessly.

It was almost 10 o'clock when the movie ended.

Most of the shops in the mall had already closed, and the corridors were brightly lit but empty.

The streets at night are devoid of the daytime hustle and bustle; there aren't many vehicles on the road, and only the dim streetlights cast long shadows of cars.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped again at the south gate of the school.

Shen Ci stood outside the car and looked out in the dim moonlight, only to find that the school gates were now tightly closed.

The lights in the guard booth were off, and it was pitch black inside; there was no one in sight.

This was the first time Shen Ci had returned to school so late, and she was momentarily confused about what was going on. She stood by the car, staring at the tightly closed gate, then glanced down at the time on her phone.

It's so late, it's probably not a good idea to ask my roommates, they're probably already asleep.

Jiang Duo came to her side, glanced at the watch, its dial gleaming faintly in the night.

"We got back late," he said, his voice unusually clear in the quiet night. "It's past ten o'clock, and the school has closed its doors."

He turned to look at her, his expression somber. The streetlights shone from the side, shading his face with distinct lines of light and shadow.

Those eyes were unfathomable in the shadows.

Come to my place tonight.