Seventeen Again: The Sweet Life with My Family - Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Here with a Takeout Again

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Throughout the day, Wen Nian’s state of mind wasn’t the best. However, she was fortunate to have a strong foundation from her previous studies. With the help of self-studying and reviewing the answer analysis, she could grasp the concepts and understand the material for the most part. Her progress was just a bit slower.

Usually, Wen Nian would complete two sets of test papers and the corresponding exercises at night. However, on this particular night, she found herself only able to finish the test papers by her usual bedtime. As she glanced at the empty space in her exercise book, she let out a soft sigh. It seemed that she would have to push herself to study late into the night to catch up with the remaining exercises.

When she finished writing, it was already past two in the morning. Wen Nian, despite her yearning for sleep, found her mind racing with thoughts. Hastily, she captured a snapshot of her desk and appended a document to her WeChat Moments. “Even with fewer than five hours remaining until my awakening tomorrow, I have at last accomplished today’s mission as per the original plan,” she captioned the post.

Wen Nian intentionally adjusted the privacy settings to make the post visible only to Shen Jun. She was convinced that the root cause of their ongoing cold war was her failure to keep her promise. The addition of her brother’s remarks only worsened the situation, intensifying the conflict that unfolded today.

Wen Nian believed that deliberately displaying vulnerability might be effective, considering that she and Shen Jun had been desk mates for several months.

When Shen Jun woke up the next day, as Wen Nian had hoped, he successfully scrolled through the Moments she had posted the previous night. Upon seeing Wen Nian entering the classroom with visible dark circles under her eyes after only getting four hours of sleep, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sadness.

He couldn’t pinpoint his current state of mind, but Shen Jun could already sense that Wen Nian was different to him.

Wen Nian attempted to engage in a conversation with Shen Jun and observed that his attitude remained unchanged from the previous day. While he didn’t display enthusiasm, he also didn’t outright reject the conversation. This gave Wen Nian a sense of relief and even a hint of happiness.

Recently, Huang Yue had been preoccupied and hadn’t been able to pay much attention to Wen Nian. While the swelling on her face had reduced to some extent, the blisters on her skin still had a shiny appearance, and there was fluid accumulating in her sprained ankle.

Huang Yue hadn’t retrieved the money from Wang Jing yet. Two days ago, she had reached out to Zhao Cheng to urge him to expedite their plan against Wen Nian, only to discover that the plan had come to a halt. She desperately wanted to reach out to Wei Xiao to inquire about the situation, but her calls to him went unanswered.

The series of events left Huang Yue’s mood in a truly dismal state. And in this very moment, Wang Jing appeared again with a takeout.

Wang Jing, positioned at the school entrance in a Ferrari, patiently awaited Huang Yue’s arrival. With the fluid accumulation in her ankle sheath hindering her movement, Huang Yue hobbled along, paying little attention to appearances as she clutched a walking stick. Observing her struggle, Wang Jing hastened towards her, swiftly lifting her up and gently settling her into the front passenger seat of the car.

This act of being embraced felt more intimate than merely holding hands. It marked the first time that Huang Yue had been held by a member of the opposite sex since she grew up. She averted her gaze, feeling bashful, and softly expressed, “Wang Jing, it’s not appropriate for me to be seen with you like this.”

A faint smile appeared on Wang Jing’s face as she said in a low voice, “What’s wrong with that? I hope everyone knows about us.”

Huang Yue, being an illegitimate daughter, had always felt insecure about her appearance and presence. Wang Jing’s words struck a deep chord within her. As she observed Wang Jing attentively buckling her seatbelt, a thought crossed her mind for the first time: perhaps Wang Jing could be a better choice for her than Wei Xiao.

Wang Jing drove the car to the beach and retrieved the takeout box from the backseat. The familiar words “Xingyuc Restaurant” were still printed on the box, reminding Huang Yue of their previous encounters.

Wang Jing opened the packaging and placed a container of lean meat porridge on the car’s dashboard. She spoke softly, “It’s been a while since we last met, so I decided to bring the food here for us to eat. I hope you won’t be upset that I couldn’t fulfill my promise to take you to the restaurant. Can you forgive me for selfishly wanting to have this private moment with you?”

This reason made Huang Yue feel loved by Wang Jing, filling her with joy. She responded with an understanding expression, “I’m not angry. The most important thing is that we’re together. I don’t mind what we eat or where we eat.”

When Wang Jing heard this, she was deeply moved. “Huang Yue, with your support, I feel like I can endure any amount of pain when starting a business.”

Then, Wang Jing held Huang Yue tightly in her arms, her head nestled against Huang Yue’s neck. She spoke in a soft voice, “The company is facing a critical phase in the development of a new drug. Sales have been slow, and it’s challenging to repay our debts. We’ve managed to make some progress, but now we’re in a rush to invest in research and development.”

Ever since lending money to Wang Jing, Huang Yue would occasionally keep an eye on reports from biotech companies. She understood that the development of medicine was a lengthy and time-consuming process. It was common to invest billions of dollars, millions of hours, thousands of experiments, and hundreds of researchers before finally achieving a breakthrough in drug development..