Marriage as a Game

Chapter 77 What Teacher Shang Needs

Shang Jianghan's clothes were obviously too thin.

Shen Chaoxi could even see the mist coming out of his mouth and nose when he spoke.

The man seemed unaware of anything. He raised his hand holding the cigarette and skillfully placed it between the corners of his mouth.

He seemed to be smoking very violently, and the gray-white smoke lingered for a long time after it was exhaled.

Perhaps noticing the gaze, Shang Jianghan turned around, and his slightly frowned brows relaxed after a moment. The finger holding the cigarette pointed in the direction of the audio-visual room.

Shen Chaoxi wanted to remind him to put on some clothes, but didn't want to be so obvious, so he nodded and went to the audio-visual room.

Shang Jianghan has already selected several discs, all of which are period dramas about young people starting their own businesses, and two of them are famous campus movies from last year.

Shen Chaoxi picked one at random.

The film lasted two hours and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when it finished.

Shen Chaoxi stretched his numb hands and feet and came out of the audio-visual room.

As soon as I went out, I saw the person who had been missing. He was leaning lazily against the wall of the audio-visual room, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a goblet.

In the transparent glass cup, the dark brown liquid emits a charming light.

A faint aroma of wine wafted in the air.

"finish watching?"

"Well, why didn't Mr. Shang go in?"

Looking up, the man's dark eyes were filled with confusion.

How much did this man drink tonight?

This state is obviously not clear.

Shen Chaoxi looked towards the sofa area in the living room and saw two empty wine bottles on the coffee table.

"Teacher Shang, why do you drink so much?"

Shang Jianghan was unhappy because of that phone call, or for some other reason he came out to relax.

"Do you want it?" The man's voice was hoarse, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The handsome face with clear lines was tinged with confusion.

Shen Chaochaoxi shook his head: "I am not good at drinking. I get drunk with just a drop of alcohol."

This is a fact.

Shang Jianghan took his hand out of his trouser pocket, took Shen Chaoxi's hand, and walked towards the living room with light steps.

"Let's get drunk together!"

Although he said this, after Shang Jianghan sat down, he patted the seat beside him.

"Sit with me for a while, I won't let you drink."

"Ah."

There were no bright lights on in the living room, and the warm yellowish tones seemed to linger with some kind of temptation.

Shen Chaoxi's palms were already sweaty.

"Before I came to see you today, I was on a blind date." Shang Jianghan finished the wine in the glass, leaned his back against the sofa, spread his arms, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

Shen Chaoxi raised his eyes to look at him.

His expression was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

There was light music coming from the phone in the morning, and she could imagine the elegant environment on the other end.

"I don't like her. She's a 22-year-old girl from an aristocratic family. She's pretty, has family support, and has achieved some success. People say we're a good match."

His fingers involuntarily scratched the tassels on the edge of the sofa, and Shen Chaoxi pulled the corners of his mouth apart.

"That's good." She didn't know what to say, and blurted out three words.

"Okay?" The man looked over with burning eyes and met the upturned beautiful eyes.

"You don't know until you meet someone. Only when you meet them do you realize what you really need."

The man's eyes didn't shy away at all, and every word he said was like a drumstick beating on his heart.

Shen Chaoxi felt like he was walking step by step into an abyss.

She pulled herself back to her thoughts and kept smiling: "What does Mr. Shang need?"

"you!"

The next morning, Shen Chaoxi made breakfast before knocking on Shang Jianghan's bedroom door.

He was very drunk last night, and it was Shen Chaoxi who cooked him a sobering soup.

"Teacher Shang, breakfast is ready. It's in the dining room. Get up and come down to eat."

The bedroom door was ajar, and a voice was heard from inside, followed by a dull reply.

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Shang Jianghan moved quickly and appeared in the restaurant in high spirits a quarter of an hour later.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Shang Jianghan pinched his brows. The feeling of a hangover was naturally unpleasant.

"It's OK. The mattress is quite comfortable."

Except for those ambiguous hints that always come to my mind.

"Well," Shang Jianghan pulled open the chair and sat down, "We're going to go hiking in a while. The air in the mountains is good. We'll return in the afternoon."

Breakfast is porridge and steamed dumplings.

The porridge was cooked by Shen Chaoxi, and the dumplings were frozen and just needed to be heated up.

"it is good."

The rest of the trip seemed normal, except for the two of them holding hands unconsciously and without any scruples, it was as natural as a trip among friends.

Both of them have good physical fitness, so climbing is a piece of cake for them.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shang Jianghan prepared to set off back to the city.

Before leaving, Shen Chaoxi changed back into his own clothes.

"It's not convenient for me to take these clothes home." Shen Chaoxi folded the clothes that Shang Jianghan bought for him.

The clothes are all domestic big brands, often costing five figures, and I would inevitably be questioned when I took them home or at school.

Shang Jianghan thought for a moment, then asked Shen Chaoxi to put the clothes in the closet of the bedroom where she had lived.

"Wear it next time you come."

next time?

And next time?

Before he could think about it, Shang Jianghan pulled her out and said with a smile, "This is my personal residence. No one will touch it if it's left here."

**
At the end of February, a parents' meeting was held for the senior grade of No. 1 Middle School.

Because it was a sudden decision, Yao Chun did not have time to rush back from the south, so Zheng Juanjuan attended on behalf of the parents.

The parent-teacher meeting didn’t last long, just one hour.

Bai Jinyuan, as the head teacher of Class 9, presided over the meeting.

The main content of the parent-teacher meeting is naturally about students' academic performance and the upcoming winter vacation arrangements.

During this period, Shen Chaoxi's name was mentioned many times, and parents focused their attention on Zheng Juanjuan.

After the class meeting, Zheng Juanjuan walked out, feeling light-headed.

Shen Chaoxi was waiting at the door of Class Nine.

"Xixi, these parents in your class look extraordinary! They are all so elegant and dignified, and they don't even look at people straight in the eye!
However, what’s the use of having money? If your children don’t study hard, they will still be unable to hold their heads up high! ”

Except for Shen Chaoxi, all the students in Class Nine are from wealthy families, or at least descendants of businessmen. For such an opportunity, parents naturally have to dress up to stand out.

"Yeah," Shen Chaoxi didn't care about these and didn't explain anything extra to Zheng Juanjuan.

"Aunt, what are your plans for the winter vacation? What did Teacher Bai say?" She changed the subject.

"Oh, your teacher Bai said..."

Before Zheng Juanjuan could finish her sentence, Bai Jinyuan emerged from a group of parents.

"Chao Xi, ask your parents to stay for a moment. I have something to say!"

Ten minutes later, Zheng Juanjuan was invited by Bai Jinyuan to Jiang Han's office in the administrative building.

"I'm really sorry, my office is full, so I'm inconvenienced by you coming with me here."

"It's okay, Mr. Bai, you're too polite!"

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Bai Jinyuan entered the password and opened the office door.

"Hey! You're here? I thought you didn't come to school. Why didn't you tell me?"

When Bai Jinyuan opened the door, she unexpectedly saw someone she hadn't seen for a long time, sitting behind a large desk.

"Take care of something."

Bai Jinyuan walked in first, then moved her seat and invited Zheng Juanjuan to come in while speaking to Shang Jianghan.

"There are too many people in my office, so I'd like to lend you my space."

"Sister Zheng, please come in."

Shang Jianghan stood up when he saw the person coming. He remembered that this was Shen Chaoxi's aunt.

"Hello!"

Shang Jianghan asked the person to sit down and took the initiative to pour tea for him.

(End of this chapter)