It was already very late when the wedding ended. Ye Chuqing, being pregnant and unable to drink, had secretly slipped away to the hotel room to rest midway through.

The plastic sister’s group chat was extremely lively at this moment.

[Where’s Chuqing? Not seeing her normally is one thing, but how can she not show up at her wedding?? @Ye Chuqing @Ye Chuqing @Ye Chuqing]

[Don’t tell me she’s slacking off. I see your husband is about to be drunk @Ye Chuqing]

[You two moved at lightning speed. I thought you were just hooking up with the Chen family’s young master that one time, but you got married.]

[By the way, what about that little idol Chuqing had her eye on?]

[What else can be done? Isn’t he under Chen Shao? It would be too scandalous if that continued.]

Ye Chuqing rolled her eyes and tossed her phone aside, then went to the bathroom to wash her face.

By the time she had leisurely finished, more than half an hour had passed. Her room was on the floor just below the top floor, and she could hear the lively sounds from upstairs. They were probably preparing to see the guests off.

She sat on the bed and waited a while longer. The noise from upstairs quieted down, and moments later, the doorbell rang.

“Coming,” Ye Chuqing responded, walking over to open the door. “Are we staying here or going back…”

Before she finished speaking, she noticed that Chen Shao seemed to have had too much to drink.

Those plastic sisters hadn’t been lying to her after all.

Chen Shao leaned against the doorframe, his eyelids drooping as he looked at her. Then he lazily straightened up, walked into the bedroom, and closed the door behind him.

Ye Chuqing had mentioned before that after two alcohol-induced incidents, she had developed a slight fear of alcohol.

But previously, she was the one who got drunk, and with her eyes closed, she didn’t care about anyone. Any regret or fear came only after waking up the next day. But now, Chen Shao was the one who had drunk too much.

For the first time, Ye Chuqing felt a sense of pressure.

She had no idea what kind of drunk he was…

But she never showed her weak side to others. She looked steadily at Chen Shao for a moment: “You’ve had a lot to drink.”

“Mm.” His voice was a bit hoarse.

“Has everyone gone home?”

He made another “mm” sound, his brows slightly furrowed, looking uncomfortable from drinking too much.

Ye Chuqing didn’t play coy anymore. They had gotten their marriage certificate, had the wedding, and she was pregnant—there was no reason they couldn’t sleep in the same bed: “Let’s just sleep here tonight. I don’t want to go through the trouble of going back.”

After saying this, she stopped looking at Chen Shao and walked to the bed. Having already removed her makeup and taken a shower, she could go straight to bed.

But just as she kicked off her slippers and lightly stepped onto the bed sheet with bare feet, a pair of long legs suddenly appeared in her peripheral vision, followed by a faint smell of red wine approaching.

Ye Chuqing looked up and was unexpectedly kissed.

Her eyes instantly widened, and her mind went completely blank, white as a sheet. She even forgot to dodge. After about ten seconds, two words finally emerged in her mind—holy shit.

So this was what it felt like to be ravished.

Ye Chuqing backed away a bit, raising her hand to push against his chest, but Chen Shao held the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

The faint smell of red wine spread between their breaths. Perhaps concerned about her pregnancy, Chen Shao kissed her very carefully, not using his tongue, just gently holding her lips.

After a while, he finally released her. His hand slid from the back of her head to her cheek, his index finger touching her ear lobe. With lowered eyes, he chuckled, his hot breath falling on her face, and then said in a low voice: “When I get drunk, I also tend to do terrible things.”

Ye Chuqing: “…”

That was what she had said to him when they ate noodles at two in the morning.

Are you drunk?!

From what I can see, you’re still quite logical! And you remember every word I said?!

They were very close, and Ye Chuqing still stared at him without blinking, too shocked to speak. Chen Shao was looking down, his back slightly bent.

After three seconds, he raised his eyes.

Having drunk a lot, his eyes had a hint of dry redness, but his face remained the same as usual.

Ye Chuqing paused, swallowed dryly, and unconsciously licked her lips.

Chen Shao looked at her and smiled: “Don’t lick.”

“?”

Brother, that’s a bit ambiguous, isn’t it?

He continued: “You’re pregnant. You can’t drink alcohol.”

Ye Chuqing finally understood what he meant. Her face burned red, the heat rising to her head, and she couldn’t help cursing: “Are you drunk?”

He quite sincerely made an “mm” sound.

After staring at each other for a while, Ye Chuqing surrendered. She no longer bothered about whether he was drunk or not. Repeating three times in her mind “We are already married,” she moved back and quickly lay under the covers: “Go take a shower quickly. After that, let’s sleep. I’m exhausted.”

He made another “mm” sound, and then with half-closed eyes, he approached again.

This time Ye Chuqing was already lying in bed with nowhere to retreat. She watched helplessly as Chen Shao kissed her lips again. Her throat tightened, and she made an “mmm” sound.

The excitement of this wedding night was a bit too much.

After a while, Ye Chuqing sensed a change in his movements and managed to say with some difficulty, her voice gritting with embarrassment and anger: “Are you even human? I’m still pregnant.”

Chen Shao paused, his Adam’s apple moving heavily, and then he stopped, saying in a hoarse voice: “It’s rare for me to get drunk.”

His tone sounded quite regretful.

“…”

Is there anyone whose thoughts remain so clear when drunk?

Chen Shao finally went to take a shower, and Ye Chuqing lay on her side in bed alone.

After a moment, she sat up angrily and wiped her lips heavily with the back of her hand, letting out a breath.

Yet she couldn’t properly berate Chen Shao, as this was just some lip service. After all, she had been the one who had taken advantage of him back then.

But the next day, Chen Shao’s response had been “It’s okay” and “I can take responsibility.”

…Wasn’t this too virtuous in return for harm?

Wait.

Ye Chuqing suddenly paused, thinking of a question she had never considered before.

The first time, she was indeed drunk, but Chen Shao had driven her back himself, so he shouldn’t have been drinking, right?

How did it end up like that…?

Like today, she was sober, so things shouldn’t have gone wrong.

While she was thinking, the bathroom door opened behind her, and Chen Shao came out. Afraid that this drunk might go crazy again, Ye Chuqing immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. The bed sank as he lay down.

She couldn’t help but breathe more softly.

This was the first time she had been conscious while sleeping in the same bed as Chen Shao.

The night was very quiet. The noisy clamor from earlier had passed, returning to the usual silence.

After a long time, Ye Chuqing secretly propped up her upper body with her elbow and turned to look at Chen Shao.

He was already asleep, breathing steadily.

Ye Chuqing stealthily moved closer and gently poked his face with her finger.

Resting her chin on her palm, she continued to think. Since Chen Shao had been sober, perhaps that night’s incident had happened with some cooperation, which would explain why he said he was willing to take responsibility the next day. And here she had been feeling guilty about it for so long.

Ye Chuqing pursed her lips and softly cursed: “Scumbag.”

The next day, they both slept until noon, until they were awakened by Chen Shao’s phone.

Two people lay in the large bed. Ye Chuqing had her eyes closed, her long hair spread out on the white pillow. As soon as the phone rang, she reflexively kicked Chen Shao through the blanket.

Chen Shao sat up and grabbed his phone from the bedside table, looked at it, directly hung up, and put it on silent.

“Who was it?” Ye Chuqing asked.

“Spam call.” Chen Shao lay back down to continue sleeping.

Ye Chuqing had just woken up and felt extremely thirsty. She got up drowsily to get some mineral water. After taking just two steps from the bed, all memories of the two kisses from last night rushed into her brain.

Ye Chuqing instantly stopped and turned to look at Chen Shao, who was still lying down.

From her angle, she could only see Chen Shao’s black hair as he slept peacefully.

But perhaps sensing her gaze, Chen Shao also woke up, and their eyes met.

“…”

“…”

Ye Chuqing coughed to cover her embarrassment: “Do you have any memory blackouts?”

“No.”

“…”

Chen Shao sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard, and suddenly said: “Chuqing.”

“…Yes?”

“We’re married now. When we go back, let’s not separate into the main bedroom and guest bedroom anymore.”

Ye Chuqing’s heart thumped twice, and she narrowed her eyes slightly: “Why? Are you still planning to take advantage of me?”

He laughed, his gaze moving from her face down to her legs, speaking very frankly: “In your current condition, how could I take advantage of you?”

For some reason, this man seemed like his seal had been broken after getting married.

But Ye Chuqing had nothing to be prudish about. They were already married and had even sought the blessing of the “supreme” stick for a smooth marriage. Insisting on sleeping in separate rooms would be too much.

So after the wedding, Chen Shao moved his things into Ye Chuqing’s bedroom. He didn’t have many possessions, so at first glance, the bedroom didn’t look much different.

Indeed, the more they slept together, the more they got used to it.

Not only that, Ye Chuqing later quite enjoyed their cohabitation.

Chen Shao became her handyman—whatever she wanted or wanted to eat, he could take care of it. Ye Chuqing became increasingly lazy.

A week after the wedding, her previously fine body suddenly began experiencing morning sickness, getting worse day by day. She couldn’t eat and felt terrible.

Yet when she went for prenatal checkups, there were no problems. The doctor only said it would get better after some time.

Ye Chuqing leaned against the hospital corridor wall, having just thrown up, her eyes red and voice weak: “Chen Shao, I’m going to kill you.”

He went over and touched her slightly swollen belly: “It’s my fault.”

Ye Chuqing was someone who completely responded to kindness but not to harshness. Hearing him speak like this, she changed her tone: “Never mind, it’s not your fault. This pregnancy happened in such a confused way anyway.”

Ye Chuqing didn’t have much energy for the subsequent film festival activities. Fortunately, Chen Shao already understood this area, so she simply dumped all the work on him. Unexpectedly, this marriage had provided her with a max-capability assistant.

By the time the film festival activities concluded successfully, her bout of morning sickness had finally paused.

Since the two moved into the same bedroom, they had no more reservations and hired a housekeeper to handle cleaning and meals.

One day, Ye Chuqing and Chen Shao returned home together, and the housekeeper pointed to two invitation cards on the table, saying: “These arrived at noon today. They have the names of Mr. Chen and his wife on them.”

The invitations had several gold-embossed characters—Qichuan University.

Ye Chuqing’s undergraduate university was Qichuan University, but why were there two invitations? The other one had Chen Shao’s name on it.

Had alumni associations become so considerate that they sent separate invitations to spouses?

Ye Chuqing directly opened Chen Shao’s envelope—

Qichuan University cordially invites alumnus Chen Shao of Class XX to attend our school’s 80th-anniversary celebration.

“?”

Ye Chuqing was stunned: “You went to Qichuan University too?”

“Mm.”

“…”

This was terrifying—she and Chen Shao were alumni.

She calculated mentally: she was two years behind Chen Shao, and someone like him should have been quite well-known at school. She should have seen him before.

“What college were you in?”

“Business School.”

Ye Chuqing thought for a moment: “Didn’t the Business School students go to a branch campus for their junior year?”

“Mm, yes.”

“No wonder I never saw you.” She still found it hard to believe. “To accidentally marry an alumnus—what a coincidence.”

Chen Shao laughed.

Qichuan University’s 80th anniversary celebration was the following weekend, which happened to coincide with Chen Shao’s business trip to a neighboring city, so he couldn’t attend.

Ye Chuqing, being the restless person she was during college, had been cooped up during her pregnancy and naturally wanted to go back to see the anniversary celebration.

Early in the morning, Ye Chuqing put on makeup and set off for Qichuan University.

Many years had passed. She had gone abroad for a master’s degree in June of her senior year and hadn’t even taken proper graduation photos. She hadn’t properly said goodbye to her undergraduate alma mater.

She loved to socialize during her student days and knew many people. Many had come today, and she greeted people all along the way.

Chatting with some long-unseen friends, she walked into the art gallery hall, where the school principal and professors were already preparing at the front of the stage.

Many of these friends lived abroad or in other provinces, so they hadn’t been invited to her wedding. Now they were excitedly questioning her about her husband.

“Do you have a photo? Let me see what your husband looks like.”

“…I don’t.”

Her friend didn’t believe her: “How is that possible? You’re married and don’t have any photos together?”

“…” Ye Chuqing didn’t know how to explain. “By the way, he also studied at Qichuan, two years ahead of us.”

“What’s his name?”

“Chen Shao.”

“Chen Shao!?”

Ye Chuqing looked at her: “…Why are you so surprised?”

“The one from the Business School?”

“Yes.”

“Then you should have just told me his name. People from our few years at Qichuan should all have heard of him.”

Ye Chuqing: “…”

So he was that famous? She had been disrespectful.

“Your husband is Chen Shao!” Her friend found it more and more incredible and directly howled.

Ye Chuqing hurriedly covered her mouth and lowered her voice: “What are you doing!”

“Hey, why are you being shy?” Her friend winked teasingly. “You weren’t like this before. You were the queen of nightclubs. I never thought you’d get married so early.”

“Get lost, who’s the queen of nightclubs?”

“But you know, getting married to Chen Shao in such glory and pride makes Wei Yuanhe’s situation seem even more miserable.”

Ye Chuqing: “What happened to him?”

“He broke up with his girlfriend, the one he was talking about marrying.”

“When did that happen? I ran into him at a friend’s birthday party last time, and his girlfriend came later.”

Come to think of it, she and Chen Shao had become what they were now thanks to him.

Wei Yuanhe also attended Qichuan University. They hadn’t been in contact during their undergraduate years, but after going abroad together on scholarships, they gradually became closer and even dated for three months.

But Wei Yuanhe was truly too much of a scumbag, with many ambiguous flirtations around him. Ye Chuqing couldn’t stand this and quickly broke up with him.

There wasn’t much feeling involved, but it was disgusting enough to leave a deep impression.

Her friend answered: “Recently, I guess. I heard it from someone else. It seems like he dumped the girl.”

Ye Chuqing made a “tch” sound: “Then what’s so miserable about it?”

“He’s good-looking, isn’t he? You’re probably the only one who’s ever dumped him.”

“Is he here today?”

“Not sure, haven’t seen him.”

Even by the end of the school ceremony, Ye Chuqing hadn’t seen Wei Yuanhe, and she eventually stopped thinking about it.

After the school activities ended, classmates from the same year and department spontaneously headed to a nearby KTV.

KTV activities were all the same—karaoke kings singing, while others who hadn’t seen each other for a long time chatted and boasted.

Later, some jerk started smoking in the private room. The smoke was heavy and of low quality, making Ye Chuqing nearly nauseous. She excused herself to her friends and went to the restroom.

She could finally breathe.

Ye Chuqing didn’t plan to go back right away, so she leaned against the wall outside the restroom for a while. With nothing to do, she took out her phone and saw a message from Chen Shao.

[Are you at the KTV across from the school?]

Alumni from other departments had also come here after their activities ended. Ye Chuqing didn’t think much of it and replied with an “mm.”

Just after sending it, a voice came from beside her: “Chuqing.”

She turned around—it was Wei Yuanhe.

Ye Chuqing raised an eyebrow, now feeling very confident. After all, she was married and seemed to have a happy and satisfying marriage in the eyes of others, while Wei Yuanhe had just broken up.

“Looking for me?”

“I heard you got married recently.”

She nodded, feigning surprise: “Didn’t I send you an invitation? I must have missed it.”

Wei Yuanhe frowned slightly: “When we met at the birthday party last time, weren’t you still single?”

“So what? You had a girlfriend then, but aren’t you single now?”

Wei Yuanhe: “Chuqing, I broke up with her because I realized I never forgot about you.”

His words shocked Ye Chuqing so much that she choked and coughed, her face turning red as she almost couldn’t catch her breath.

After so many years without contact, a scumbag was still a scumbag.

When she finally stopped coughing, she patted her chest to steady her breathing. Just as she was about to speak, a hand wrapped around her shoulder from behind, and she smelled the same shower gel scent as her own—since living together, Chen Shao’s scent had become more and more similar to hers.

“You’re pregnant and still coming to places like this?” Chen Shao’s voice sounded neither loud nor soft.