Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 527 - 528 But, You Didn’t Reject Me
When these words were uttered, it caused quite a stir. Could it be that Director Zhou and this beautiful Deputy Shen are living together? Everyone exchanged knowing glances.
Shen Congwen was drunk and oblivious, but even the thick-skinned Zhou Yunchen found it a bit much.
He glared at Gu Anxi, the root of all evil. Gu Anxi, munching on a chicken leg, snickered. HEH HEH, he’s clearly gloating on the inside, so what’s with the act!
Zhou Yunchen wasn’t acting; he was genuinely in a bind.
The plan he had confidently decided on now made him hesitant!
He supported Shen Congwen, feeling somewhat conflicted, until he helped her into the car. The driver asked softly, "Director Zhou, where to?"
Zhou Yunchen thought for a moment before answering softly, "To my villa."
The driver glanced at Deputy Shen in the rearview mirror, and a flicker of understanding crossed his face. It had been said before that their relationship wasn’t simple, and now, seeing this, it was all too clear. It was just a pity that such a refined and elegant woman like Deputy Shen had encountered their cunning Director Zhou. It wasn’t that it was bad, just that the power dynamic was so unequal. The driver, having been with him for a while, was all too familiar with Director Zhou’s tactics.
The car drove smoothly. Outside, the lights shimmered like colored glass, while the car’s interior remained dimly lit.
Shen Congwen, having never drunk so much alcohol before, leaned uncomfortably against the back seat, her pale fingers pressed to her forehead.
Zhou Yunchen felt a pang of tenderness. He leaned closer and softly asked her, "Are you feeling very unwell?"
She nodded weakly and let out a soft "Mmh."
She didn’t even know where she was, who was beside her, or even who she herself was.
And she was even less aware of how incredibly alluring she was at that moment.
At least, for Zhou Yunchen, the eligible multi-millionaire, she was a long-cherished dream.
In the dim light, he subtly drew nearer. "If you’re uncomfortable, you can lean on my shoulder."
After speaking, he gently shifted his hand, drawing her towards his shoulder with utmost tenderness.
Shen Congwen didn’t resist; she even swayed slightly, her face coming to rest directly against his chest.
Zhou Yunchen was surprised and shocked, his body freezing momentarily.
He looked down at her elegant profile, silhouetted in the darkness. When he spoke, his voice was incredibly hoarse, "Congwen, if you keep resting against my chest like this, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back."
Shen Congwen didn’t speak, still resting against his chest.
Finally, Zhou Yunchen could hold back no longer. He reached out, his fingers gently tracing her beautiful jawline, back and forth. In the dim light, his expression was unreadable, his thoughts inscrutable.
But when the driver dropped them off at the villa and saw Director Zhou carrying Deputy Shen inside, he had a pretty good idea of what would happen next.
With a sly chuckle, he dialed Gu Anxi’s number to share the good news.
Gu Anxi, on the other end, was all smiles and even ordered more chicken legs for everyone as they partied late into the night.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yunchen carried Shen Congwen to the second floor and gently set her down. He stood quietly in the dim, warm-yellow light, gazing at her tranquil face. A flicker of hesitation crossed his mind, but it was only a flicker, and he swiftly banished it completely...
He had been born alone and had only found a sense of home because of Gu Yuntian. Throughout his life, there had been so many things he’d yearned for but couldn’t obtain. Shen Congwen, however, was someone he could neither let go of nor was willing to lose. Zhou Yunchen knew he wasn’t a good man, nor had he ever been soft-hearted—not towards others, and not towards himself.
His long, elegant fingers moved slowly, unbuttoning his shirt.
...
In the early morning, a ray of sunshine crept into the bedroom, warm and gentle.
The person on the bed stirred, instinctively raising a hand to shield her eyes, and groaned uncomfortably from the hangover...
After a moment, Shen Congwen finally sat up. She rubbed her aching forehead as she looked around the unfamiliar room.
She froze for a moment. Where was this place? Had I blacked out from drinking?
Leaning gently against the headboard, she didn’t rush to leave but instead tried to carefully recall what had happened.
But her memory only held fragments of breathy whispers and a man’s deep, hoarse voice... A voice had kept calling, ’Congwen...’
Shen Congwen kept her eyes slightly closed, unwilling to admit to herself that the man had been Zhou Yunchen.
After a long moment, she opened her eyes and surveyed the bedroom. It was, indeed, decorated in Zhou Yunchen’s style.
Her lips pressed into a thin line, her gaze fixed on the tall, slender figure standing in the doorway. "Why?"
