Marriage as a Game

Chapter 71 No One, Just the Two of Us
The next morning, Shen Chaoxi went to school and passed by the door of 1201 and saw Yu Dong who was going downstairs to throw away the garbage.

Knowing that his third young master was taken care of by the girl in front of him last night, Yu Dong treated Shen Chaoxi very well.

"Ms. Shen, thank you so much. I was out of town yesterday. If it weren't for you, the Third Young Master would have suffered!"

Shen Chaoxi smiled at the other party.

"Is Mr. Shang feeling better?"

"The fever has gone down, and he's sleeping now. He's really exhausted these past few days."

Not only is he exhausted, he's also lost too much blood!

Shen Chaoxi lowered his eyes and looked at the garbage bag in Yu Dong's hand.

The community trash can was located at the gate. The girl was only wearing a thin sweater, so she reached out for the bag of trash.

"Do you want to throw away the trash? I'll help you do that."

"Ah, how can this be so embarrassing?" Yu Dong looked embarrassed.

No matter what, you can't let a student take out the garbage for you.

"It's cold outside. If you get sick from the cold, who will take care of Mr. Shang? I just happened to be passing by and can do this."

Yu Dong took a look at his own thin outfit and saw Shen Chaoxi's sincere expression, so he had to thank him again and again.

"Come back here to eat in the evening. I'll prepare some more."

The elevator had come up and the door opened. Shen Chaoxi entered the elevator and waved to Yu Dong, without responding to his invitation.

Yu Dong was a little confused. He touched the back of his head and walked into the room.

The efficiency of No. 1 Middle School is always ridiculously high. The exam was only two days away, and by the afternoon, the test results had already been announced.

Shen Chaoxi is undoubtedly still the top student in the grade.

Because the questions in this monthly exam were difficult and some were very confusing, she was unable to get full marks in all three subjects as she had wished.

I lost one multiple-choice question each in mathematics and comprehensive science.

English still got full marks.

It’s just that the Chinese language is terrible.

I lost 20 points on the composition.

"Student Shen, if it weren't for your clean paper and neat handwriting, you would have lost more than 20 points!"

In the afternoon, the Chinese teacher called Shen Chaoxi to the office and asked her about the test paper.

In the office, teachers of several subjects in Class Nine were all there, and they all looked at her.

"Hey! Do you have any problem with me? Why did I get such a low score in Chinese when I got full marks in other subjects? Your Chinese score is only average in the class, you know?"

The Chinese teacher was a little amused.

Bai Jinyuan took the Chinese test paper, looked at the lost points for the composition, and then looked at Shen Chaoxi's paper, it was indeed a pity.

Although she doesn't teach Chinese, she can tell that the essay is seriously off-topic and is almost irrelevant.

"I don't know why I always fail to review the questions." Shen Chaoxi said in a low voice.

The chemistry teacher defended her: "She has the typical brain of a science student."

"How come your English score is so good? Especially that short essay, it's better than the model essays!" The Chinese teacher disagreed.

Bai Jinyuan realized that there was no way out of the stalemate, so she tried to smooth things over.

"There's still time. Now that we know where the weak spot is, we can focus on it in the next few months. Okay, Chao Xi, you should go back to class first."

The senior class will hold a monthly exam summary meeting later.

Shen Chaoxi took the test paper, said goodbye and left the office.

After the fourth class, she still left the school on time.

On the way, he sent a message to Zhongli.

Zhongli made great progress this time and scored over 400 points in the exam. If she continues like this, it will be no problem for her to pass the college entrance examination. If she wants to be an art student, then there will be no problem at all!

Zhongli might be busy and didn't reply to her.

After entering the apartment building, the elevator was shown on the basement floor. Shen Chaoxi pressed the up button and waited there.

She was thinking about Chinese composition.

Why can’t I write well?

Is it really because of low emotional intelligence?
Soon, the elevator door opened, she lowered her head and walked in, and all she saw was a pair of familiar black shiny men's leather shoes.

She came to her senses and looked up suddenly, meeting those deep black eyes.

The man who shouldn't have been outside was now well-dressed, with his hands in his pockets, looking at her meaningfully.

Shen Chaoxi stared.

"Teacher Shang, you've been running around again. Don't you know you're sick?" At this time, looking carefully, the man's face still had a hint of illness, and his thin lips were bloodless.

"Can I take it as you caring about me?"

Shang Jianghan seemed to be in a good mood and his voice was no longer hoarse.

"I don't care about you. If you don't take care of yourself, does it matter if others care about you?"

Shen Chaoxi was a little angry, and some words came out without thinking.

She realized it belatedly and lowered her eyelashes, hearing the man's deep laughter in her ears.

Shen Chaoxi ignored him and turned his head to the other side.

The elevator went up floor by floor and stopped at the twelfth floor.

Shen Chaoxi waited for a while, and seeing that Shang Jianghan didn't move, she walked out first.

"not in a good mood?"

Shang Jianghan suddenly grabbed her backpack strap and pulled her to his side.

Shen Chaoxi's back was pressed against the man's chest.

The pose is somewhat intimate.

"No."

"No? Then why are you frowning?"

After spending a long time with her, I found that the girl had a gentle and calm temperament, but she didn't worry about anything. But today seemed to be different.

"The meal is ready, come in and eat first."

Shang Jianghan used his other hand to hold her right hand.

Before Shen Chaoxi could resist, the door of 1201 had already been opened by Shang Jianghan.

Thinking of the possibility of meeting Yu Dong, Shen Chaoxi exerted strength to pull back his hand.

Shang Jianghan seemed to have anticipated this. Not only did he not let go, he also interlocked his fingers with hers, and with quite a bit of force.

Shen Chaoxi felt the pressure from the five fingers of her right hand, and she stood at the door without going in.

"Let me go first!"

The girl was a bit stubborn and seemed to be refusing to go in unless she was let go.

Shang Jianghan bent down and took out a pair of cotton slippers, put them on himself, and at the same time, he half-embraced Shen Chaoxi with his other hand.

"No one, just the two of us!"

It was somewhat unnatural to have one's thoughts pry into.

Shen Chaoxi didn't resist anymore, changed into slippers, and was pulled into the living room.

As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the aroma of food.

The fragrance also has a familiar spicy taste.

Shen Chaoxi likes this.

After a day of classes, I was naturally hungry.

There were four dishes and one soup on the table, half of which were Sichuan and Chongqing dishes, which looked delicious.

Shen Chaoxi's gaze was undisguised.

"Specially for me?"

There were only two of them eating, so it was pointless to ask.

"Well, Yu Dong has to go out for something, so you'll have to watch over the infusion tonight. Is it okay to reward him? Go wash your hands!"

Shang Jianghan let go of Shen Chaoxi's hand and pushed her from behind.

The force was soft and doting.

At the dinner table, Shang Jianghan could only eat a few bites of vegetables while drinking the bland porridge, feeling a little greedy.

Several times he reached his chopsticks into the bright red boiled fish fillet, but was knocked away by Shen Chaoxi's chopsticks.

"Teacher Shang, can't you hear how hoarse your voice is? You need to eat something lighter!"

Ignoring the previous title, Shang Jianghan really felt like he was being controlled by his girlfriend.

"You haven't told me what you are worried about yet?" Shang Jianghan put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at the girl's fair face.

Speaking of this, Shen Chaoxi frowned again.

"Mr. Shang, I failed the Chinese test. The teacher called me in for a talk. She suspected that I deliberately targeted her for not doing well in the test. But I just can't grasp the topic of the composition. What should I do?"

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