The President's Strange Logic

Further down was a message from Sheng Mo.

Sheng Mo: The person who drugged you has been found. Want to come meet them?

In truth, Sheng Mo could have gotten the answers first and then told Shen Qingling the results, but she still tried to lure him to her home like dangling bait.

That message revealed nothing. As long as Shen Qingling wanted to know, he would definitely go see her.

Shen Qingling raised a brow. "As expected of a 3S Goddess. You really are different."

He considered how to reply without seeming too purposeful.

Shen Qingling: Your house?

On the other end, Sheng Mo, who had been busy all night, actually replied instantly.

Sheng Mo: Mm.

A self-disciplined president also went to bed early and rose early. To her, wasting time truly meant wasting money. Every extra second of sleep cost her another thousand dollars.

Shen Qingling: Thank you. When does President Sheng have time?

Sheng Mo: Now.

Shen Qingling froze again.

With suspicion, he looked at the progress bar once more. A score as high as 15 didn't seem like enough to make this Goddess act this way, did it?

Why did this feel strange? Like something was off somewhere.

A heart-throbbing score of 15 could be reached by any random passerby.

Shen Qingling's strategy for raising heart-throbbing points had completely failed with this 3S Goddess.

He couldn't quite figure out what Sheng Mo was thinking.

Mainly because he had interacted with Sheng Mo too little, and there wasn't much written about her in the book. Shen Qingling was completely in the dark.

He could only proceed based on his instincts.

His intuition told him that he had to refuse.

Shen Qingling: Sorry, I have class this morning. I'm about to head to school.

Sheng Mo: Okay.

Shen Qingling frowned at the WeChat chat window. What did "okay" mean? She wasn't going to mention what came next?

Forget it. He couldn't rush things either, so Shen Qingling simply stopped replying.

This was a stage of tug-of-war. Whoever took the initiative lost.

Especially Shen Qingling. If he took the initiative, it would make him seem like he had an ulterior motive. He could only look for opportunities to create chances, and absolutely could not become the one actively approaching her with hidden intentions in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Sheng Mo, sitting in her office, narrowed her eyes.

She wasn't at home at all. She was at the company.

If Shen Qingling really went to the Sheng Family residence, he wouldn't be able to see her.

Sheng Mo was still suspicious of him.

After the stimulating rush of hormones faded, this young president became suspicious of Shen Qingling out of caution.

And her logic was extremely bizarre.

First, an love story like a home invasion generally wouldn't happen to her. Love wasn't supposed to exist in her life.

Second, Shen Qingling was far too attractive to her, far too perfect. He was like a character tailored specifically for her, and that felt like a trap.

Lastly, there was no such thing as a free lunch. Anything valuable had to be exchanged for something precious. She would definitely have to give up something to obtain him.

Sheng Mo felt that this resembled a romance scam aimed at wealthy people. The frightening part was that the scam was so flawless that she couldn't find a single mistake in it. That was truly terrifying.

If it was a romance scam, that was terrifying. If it wasn't, that was even more terrifying.

That meant she couldn't find even the slightest flaw.

Sheng Mo had spent today trying to find a flaw in Shen Qingling to warn herself, yet she had failed.

She had become even more interested in Shen Qingling.

She was actually wasting time on a man. That was not good.

She stared at Shen Qingling's profile, which had been sent to her computer, and fell into deep thought.

Shen Qingling went downstairs for a run, then came back to shower and change, getting ready for school.

By the time he came downstairs after changing, it was already eight o'clock.

Breakfast was at eight. That was a rule Gu Chenwang had set, and no one was allowed to sleep in.

Seeing Shen Qingling come downstairs with wet hair, Wen Sulan hurriedly asked with concern, "Qingling, did you shower this morning? Why did you come down with your hair still wet? You'll catch a cold."

"I went for a run and got sweaty, so I showered. My hair will dry soon."

"That won't do. Mom will blow-dry your hair. Come on, let's go upstairs. Hurry up, don't delay your trip to school."

Gu Chenwang frowned. "You're doing this again. Qingling is an adult, don't treat him like a child. A man needs to learn to be independent and take care of himself. Indulgent mothers ruin their sons. Don't raise him wrong."

The heir he had finally found could not be ruined in Wen Sulan's hands.

Wen Sulan stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say. She was only worried that Qingling might get sick.

Shen Qingling looked at Gu Chenwang. "She's just worried about me. I won't be spoiled just because she helps me dry my hair. You can rest assured of that."

Gu Yutang and Gu Yijin's eyes widened together.

Holy shit, why was he being so bold again?

He actually dared to speak to their father like that?

Gu Yutang bit into her bread and hurried to smooth things over. "Oh, it doesn't matter whether boys dry their hair or not. Hurry up and sit down for breakfast. It'll get cold if you don't eat soon."

Gu Yijin secretly hoped Gu Chenwang would get angry and throw Shen Qingling out. Even if he couldn't throw him out, at least scold him a few times.

In the past, he had been the only one who got scolded at home. Shen Qingling should experience their father's wrath just like he had.

And yet...

Gu Chenwang waved a hand. "Then go ahead."

Gu Yutang: "?"

Gu Yijin: "?"

Wen Sulan: "?"

Shen Qingling nodded without saying anything, then took Wen Sulan's hand and led her upstairs.

Wen Sulan still hadn't recovered from the shock. She asked in confusion, "Why wasn't your father angry? That's so strange."

Shen Qingling was puzzled. "Why would he be angry? Did I say anything wrong?"

Wen Sulan shook her head. "You weren't wrong, Qingling. It's just that your father has a difficult temperament and a bad temper. He hates it most when people talk back to him or disobey him. Why was he like this today..."

Wen Sulan couldn't understand it.

Neither could Gu Yijin.

Why!?

Why didn't Shen Qingling get scolded!?

Unable to suppress her curiosity, Gu Yutang asked, "Dad, you... aren't angry?"

Gu Chenwang looked completely calm. "What's there to be angry about? If he had meekly said yes, I would have thought he was useless. This shows that he cares about your Aunt Wen. He's a good son who knows how to love his mother."

At heart, Shen Qingling hadn't defied him for the sake of defying him, but for Wen Sulan's sake. He hadn't touched Gu Chenwang's bottom line.

If Shen Qingling had remained unmoved, it would mean that he hadn't returned to the Gu Family for Wen Sulan. Everything before would have merely been an act put on for Gu Chenwang to see.

It was right that he dared to speak up for Wen Sulan. His attitude was neither servile nor overbearing, and he had not disrespected Gu Chenwang.

Besides, Gu Chenwang truly disliked people who were overly meek. Such a person could not become the Gu Family's heir.

Gu Yijin was exactly like that. He was meek and submissive in front of him, and even outside, he had that soft-tempered, gentle appearance. How could someone like that intimidate those beneath him?

Shen Qingling's manner, on the other hand, suited the role quite well. He was just like Gu Chenwang when he was young.

Who hadn't thought of talking back to their father? Gu Chenwang had been the same in the past. It was perfectly normal.

Gu Yutang gave him an intrigued look. "Dad, it seems like you really like him."