After a Failed Blind Date, a Rich Woman Tries to Get Into My Heart - Chapter 194

“Damn, that was way too intense.”

Having just left the perilous Zhuhai University, where he nearly walked into a bloodbath of a love triangle, Shen Lang let out a lingering sigh of relief.

Had he hesitated even a few seconds earlier, he would’ve been forced to chat with Li Liusi.

The longer he stayed inside the university, the higher the chance that Su Lexuan—or one of her roommates—would catch him talking to Li Liusi.

If things really spiraled into a bloody mess, Shen Lang wouldn’t have been able to explain himself even if he had a hundred mouths.

“Hmm? What’s this?”

Out of the corner of his eye, Shen Lang noticed two dark bundles beneath the passenger seat.

He bent down and picked them up—turned out to be a pair of black, worn stockings that Chen Xiuning had taken off. Surprisingly, she hadn’t brought them with her.

“Could this be… some kind of hint?”

Shen Lang muttered, feeling his face heat up and heart race.

After a moment’s thought, he brushed aside the absurd idea.

Chen Xiuning was, after all, a dedicated and responsible teacher.

Even if she did feel some fondness for him, there was no way she’d drop such an overt hint.

That kind of behavior didn’t match her upright and direct personality.

“It’s the dead of winter, and she’s wearing such thin stockings?”

He gently pinched the sheer, hole-ridden pair in his hand.

Just thinking that these were the original, worn stockings taken off by his high school homeroom teacher made Shen Lang’s body flush with heat.

He quickly stuffed them into his pocket.

Honestly, this kind of thing is pretty normal.

For boys in their hormone-driven years, it’s common to have moments where they fantasize about their homeroom teacher—

—assuming, of course, the teacher was good-looking and had a decent figure.

Shen Lang was no exception.

Back in high school, every time he had Chen Xiuning’s class, his shy and quiet self would “accidentally” drop his eraser multiple times during the lesson.

And each time he picked it up, he’d tell himself that it wasn’t his fault. “Who told that old hag to scold me every day? This is karma!”

Just then, a WeChat notification dinged from his phone.

[Fallen Flowers and Longing is requesting to add you as a friend on WeChat.]

[Note: Miss Chen {smile}]

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately accepted Chen Xiuning’s friend request.

He still needed her help to retrieve the e-bike, and besides, she had helped him so much back in high school.

Given the circumstances, there was no reason for him to reject her.

Of course, being a “qualified” playboy, the moment he accepted her request, Shen Lang made sure to block her from viewing his Moments.

He had a status post there officially announcing his relationship with Su Lexuan—and that post was hidden from all his female contacts.

Almost immediately after the friend request went through, Chen Xiuning sent a message.

Fallen Flowers and Longing: “I’ll come pick up the e-bike in a few days. {smile}”

Shen Lang was still in the high school group chat. If it were just about the e-bike, she could’ve brought it up there.

But no—Chen Xiuning had deliberately added him as a friend and specifically mentioned the e-bike as a pretext.

It was so obvious it was almost laughable.

Then again, he couldn’t say for sure.

After some hesitation, Shen Lang casually replied with a simple:

“Mm.”

He wanted to test the waters and see what Chen Xiuning was thinking.

Logically, as her former student, that kind of reply was completely normal.

But if she was actually interested in continuing the conversation, then that simple “mm” would probably come off as cold.

In that case, Chen Xiuning might start to feel a bit insecure and subconsciously look for another topic to keep the chat going.

That’s how experienced players reel in a woman’s curiosity and desire to connect, one step at a time.

Of course, that only works if she already has some degree of fondness for you. Otherwise, she wouldn’t care whether you replied or not.

Fallen Flowers and Longing: “Why did you leave so quickly? {confused} You rarely come back—don’t you want to walk around campus a bit? {smirk}”

Seeing such a loaded question, Shen Lang’s lips curled into a confident, victorious smile.

This wasn’t just casual chatting anymore.

Frankly, Chen Xiuning was clearly trying to shift their relationship beyond teacher and student.

It wasn’t some baseless assumption.

Anyone with a bit of dating experience could tell—Shen Lang had already flirted pretty hard with her back in the car.

If Chen Xiuning really had no interest, she wouldn’t have added him afterward—

Let alone bring up such suggestive topics.

Chen Xiuning might’ve never dated before, but that didn’t mean she lacked emotional intelligence.

She was in her early thirties and had spoken to plenty of parents during her career.

She knew how to hold a conversation and had decent people skills.

Still, Shen Lang deliberately didn’t reply.

He navigated to the nearest gas station to refuel the car.

Sure enough, less than two minutes later, another message arrived.

Fallen Flowers and Longing: “Are you… driving? {confused}”

Given the previous context, even a guy with no dating experience could tell just how much Chen Xiuning wanted to talk to Shen Lang.

To put it simply, this line could be translated as:

“Why aren’t you replying? Are you driving or something?”

A Night’s Sleep Until Morning: “Yeah, just got to the gas station. Refueling. {smug} What about you, Miss Chen? No classes today?”

It was kind of a pointless question—because knowing how serious and responsible Chen Xiuning was,

If she had classes or school matters to handle, she wouldn’t be texting him multiple times like this.

But when you’re talking to a girl you just added, especially one who might like you, you have to find things to talk about.

Even if it’s meaningless small talk, it gives her the opportunity to share more about her day and feelings.

And so, Shen Lang used the topic of school as a natural segue into a longer conversation with his once fearsome homeroom teacher.

Throughout the chat, he kept up the tone of a polite and respectful student, portraying the perfect image of a good boy.

Chen Xiuning had always preferred obedient, well-mannered students—especially one who had just helped her out today.

On top of that, Shen Lang often steered the conversation toward memories of their three years in high school.

His masterful conversational skills and excellent writing allowed her to easily become emotionally invested.

When they reminisced about their youth, Chen Xiuning’s desire to talk only grew stronger.

Even if it made her feel slightly nostalgic and regretful about the passing years—

—there isn’t a woman alive who doesn’t enjoy recalling the days when she was young and beautiful.

Each time she read Shen Lang’s messages and remembered her younger self, a soft, wistful smile would naturally bloom on her face.

[Ding! Chen Xiuning’s favorability towards the host has increased by 5 points. Current favorability: 25. Keep it up!]