Chapter 50: Where Did This Pretty Boy Come From?

Shu Lingchen looked at the dazzling array of packaging bags, a bit speechless: "... Won't that be too much?"

"Not much." Shu Shu said in a casual tone: "For now, just buy these. When you have time, I'll have someone come over to take your measurements and make clothes. In short, your wardrobe is not allowed to have ripped pants or skull T-shirts again."

Shu Lingchen muttered under his voice to show disagreement: "I think my ripped pants and skull clothes are fine."

Shu Shu nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, sure. I'll have it framed and hung above your bed for you to admire every day."

Shu Lingchen: "..."

You don't even have to carry the bags back yourself; the clothing store will have someone deliver them to your door.

After Shu Shu filled in the address and contact info, she was about to take the two kids downstairs to eat, but when she turned her head, she saw Pei Muyin still standing there, head tilted, blinking her eyes as she stared at Shu Lingchen.

She had been like that ever since coming out of the barbershop, her cute baby-faced expression full of surprise.

Shu Shu simply thought Pei Muyin was startled by Shu Lingchen's before-and-after change, and seeing Shu Lingchen feel embarrassed from being stared at, she awkwardly told Pei Muyin to stop looking at him, but she couldn't help laughing a little.

The next day.

Bo Luo Zai copied Shu Shu's multiple-choice answers on the last monthly exam, and his score shot straight into the top three hundred of the grade; his father was overjoyed, doubled his pocket money, and declared that his son finally knew he needed to study hard.

To keep up this act and please his father, Bo Luo Zai has been leaving for school very early these past two days.

He had a meat bun dangling from his mouth, a single-shoulder backpack slung carelessly, walking toward the classroom; as soon as he entered, he saw a pretty boy sitting in the seat that used to belong to Chen Ge.

The pretty boy had black short hair, wore a plain white T-shirt, and his long legs in black sweatpants sprawled loosely on the crossbeam under the desk.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Bo Luo Zai snatched the meat bun from his hand, rushed over, glared, and rudely grabbed the pretty boy's shoulder: "Who gave you the guts to sit in Chen Ge's seat? You're asking for trouble!"

Bo Luo Zai rolled up his sleeves, about to brawl with the pretty boy, when he heard—

"Zhao Heping, did a donkey kick your brains out?!"

That voice sounded so familiar…

Bo Luo Zai froze, looked at the cold-faced pretty boy, and exclaimed: "Holy crap? Your voice is exactly the same as Chen Ge's!"

"What, are you saying?"

Bo Luo Zai took another close look, then stumbled back two steps in fright: "Chen Ge, did you get plastic surgery? You're so handsome now!"

Shu Lingchen said expressionlessly: "I just changed my hairstyle!"

…

When the bell rang for the last morning class, at noon, a group of people walked together from the teaching building to the cafeteria, and the passing girls kept glancing back.

To be precise, they were looking at the male student in the white T-shirt standing in the middle of the crowd.

Bashful murmurs arose—

"What a handsome guy—I've never seen anyone like him at our school before?"

"Could he be another transfer student from somewhere else?"

"I thought Shi Jin, the class monitor of Class 1 in Grade 10, was already good-looking, but there's someone even more handsome!"

"Huh, why is he hanging out with those troublemakers from Class 12? Oh no, please keep the handsome guy away from those delinquents!"

"Wait a minute! He looks so familiar—holy crap! Is that… Shu Lingchen???"

…

Since that day when Chu Lian and Shu Lingchen laid their cards on the table, he indeed hasn't come looking for her again.

After shaking off that sticky sweet, Chu Lian felt light as a feather; now she could pursue Shi Jin with peace of mind.

At that time, Chu Lian was lining up with her classmates at the school cafeteria's serving counter.

Suddenly, a group of people walked up behind the line, making a noisy din.

Behind her, Zhang Lu poked Chu Lian's back: "Xiao Lian, it looks like Shu Lingchen's group is coming over."

Chu Lian didn't even turn her head; her persona at school is that of an eldest young lady, so she always holds herself that way, chin slightly lifted, unmoving.

The next second, Zhang Lu exclaimed: "My goodness, is that really Shu Lingchen? How did he get so handsome?!"

"What the heck."

Chu Lian frowned slightly, instinctively followed Zhang Lu's shocked gaze over, and then froze in place.

All she saw was the impression of that guy who always wore those double-white sneakers, radiating a poor vibe from head to toe, a lowlife who'd never amount to anything, now appearing before her as if reborn.

Black neat short hair, a three-dimensional face with a few sharp, smooth jawlines; the boy wore just a simple white T-shirt and black pants, standing out conspicuously in the crowd.

This is…… Shu Lingchen?!

Chu Lian could hardly believe her own eyes.

But seeing the familiar few always by his side, who else could it be if not Shu Lingchen?

Not only Chu Lian couldn't believe it, but the surrounding crowd also let out various audible gasps of surprise.

Everyone was talking about how Shu Lingchen had become very handsome.

Zhang Lu leaned over from behind, curious: "Xiao Lian, what's going on here?"

Chu Lian said: "I don't know."

Seeing the girls stealing glances, Zhang Lu chuckled: "Even if he gets even more handsome, doesn't he still only see you, Xiao Lian? Everyone knows Shu Lingchen likes you—he can't see anyone else."

As expected, the owners of those glances noticed Chu Lian here and pulled their gazes back a bit.

If it were before, Chu Lian would think being pursued by the impoverished Shu Lingchen was embarrassing, but now, being pursued by the completely transformed Shu Lingchen, her heart fluttered and she felt pleased with herself.

Zhang Lu said with certainty: "Shu Lingchen has two bottles of yogurt in his pocket; look, he's definitely planning to wait until you get in line and give them to you."

Chu Lian didn't voice her opinion, but deep down, that's exactly what she thought.

She even unconsciously slowed her steps, intentionally or unintentionally waiting for the other line.

Soon after.

Shu Lingchen's group then joined the line.

Chu Lian and Shu Lingchen almost arrived at the serving counter at the same time.

Bo Luo Zai saw Chu Lian, hurriedly patted Shu Lingchen's shoulder, and whispered, "Brother Chen, Chu, the campus belle."

Chu Lian also heard Bo Luo Zai's words, but she pretended not to have heard, just as usual waiting for Shu Lingchen to come over on his own and hand her the yogurt.

Although that day she had said harsh words to Shu Lingchen, she remained convinced that he would still not be able to let go of her in his heart.

However, five seconds, ten seconds, twenty seconds passed.

Chu Lian did not wait for Shu Lingchen to come.

All she could hear was the boy's faint voice, the aunt who served rice busy with the dishes.

After finishing, he straightened up, held the tray, walked straight ahead without glancing sideways, as if he hadn't seen her at all.