The Tender Beauty is Sweetly Doted in the 20th Century Novel!-Chapter 228 - 227: What Kind of Nonsense Are You Talking About?

Chapter 228: Chapter 227: What Kind of Nonsense Are You Talking About?

The soundproofing at home is really good. Compared to the dormitory where people occasionally walk around and talk, returning home for a nap when there’s plenty of time is indeed the smartest choice.

Ye Manman had a comfortable nap, freshened up again when she got up, and seeing that the time was almost right, she returned to school for lunch and then headed to the library to pass time.

There’s no choice; lately, with her grandfather picking her up from school, three meals a day are prepared for her according to the menu at a small kitchen window. He Chen is completely relieved, engaging in his business outside all day, sometimes coming home particularly late, and rarely seen during the day.

However, it’s good that he is busy. Sometimes in the evening, he comes back and uses his new notebook to draw and write like before. This way, the days when both are working hard for their own goals feel especially fulfilling.

Anyway, as long as he wants, or she wants, they can always move around at night and talk about their thoughts, neither feeling neglected by the other.

On the contrary, both are very satisfied.

Moreover, since He Chen doesn’t have to worry about her three meals a day, he seems to have noticeably loosened up and his business deals are getting larger. Sometimes he even wears particularly formal clothes.

Though she seldom gets to see it, usually during those times, she’s still asleep. She noticed his clothes this morning while he kissed her when she was groggy.

He Chen does look quite handsome in a suit.

Originally, he already had regular features, thick eyebrows, big eyes, tall height, and long legs. His muscles were also very solid, and with a suit, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, calling him model material isn’t too far-fetched.

Moreover, the suit nicely conceals his remaining rustic aura of a country bumpkin. He intentionally changed his way of speaking and interacting, controlling himself from using too many expressions. He has clearly grown into a stern boss.

And a particularly handsome, cool boss at that.

Recalling the scene she saw this morning while half-asleep, Ye Manman felt her heart race a little.

He really seems to be getting more handsome and stylish.

But it seems she is also becoming more lustful.

Pinching her slightly flushed cheeks, she looked around the library to ensure no one noticed her anomaly, then cupped her face and stared at the book, lost in thoughts.

Isn’t it said that pregnant women tend to become annoyed with their husbands?

She remembered seeing many short videos where women said after getting pregnant, their once-loved husband’s scent started to make them nauseous, feeling sick; some even more severely, felt like vomiting at a mere glance of their husband.

Yet, why is she different?

Why does she want to kiss and cuddle him even more than before?

Grinding against him in sleep, feeling his scent more pleasant, sleeping in his embrace made for a more restful slumber.

How strange...

Before she knew it, an hour and a half passed by, supposedly to read a book, yet most of the time was spent in pointless pondering.

After glancing at the book she only read a few pages of, Ye Manman silently got up and returned it to the shelf.

The afternoon finals were about to start.

She still wasn’t early; despite only thirty people competing in this final, the auditorium was packed.

Moreover, she wasn’t sure if it was her illusion, but she always felt that when she got back to her seat, many people were discussing her.

And quite a few seemed eager to come talk to her; even more unsettling, several good-looking boys kept glancing at her secretly, and whenever she looked over, their faces turned rosy, embarrassingly lowering their heads or averting their gaze.

Good heavens, though she knew she looked good and spoke fluently, it shouldn’t be to the point of sparking secret admirations!

Not that she was narcissistic, but those gazes were too passionate. She, being married, surely could tell what these young people meant.

Ye Manman sat down quietly, stopping herself from looking around.

Fortunately, young people these days are quite shy and immature; even with such thoughts, they dare not actually confess, though she still overhears a few encouraging whispers nearby.

She genuinely worries these strangers might actually confess, unlike her former self who cared not about anyone’s opinions, and rather sharp-tongued, she now fears even a polite refusal might hurt someone deeply in such a public setting.

Seeing someone about to come over with a gift and confession, just as she was fretting about how to deal with it, her gaze caught the diamond ring on her ring finger.

Luckily, the diamond ring He Chen bought her was flashy and bright enough!

She intentionally lifted her right hand, first pretending to casually fix her ponytail, then, like a newly-wedded woman, admiringly raising her ring-adorned hand, all the while smiling blissfully.

With just this gesture, all whispers and nudges vanished.

No one is ignorant; in an era where early marriage isn’t uncommon, and students qualifying for such elite universities mostly come from towns, their families are well-off, and they surely recognize a ring on that finger’s implication.

"She’s married?"

"No way... Could it just be that she thought the ring looked nice and wore it for fun?"

As they debated, Ye Manman, seemingly deliberately, touched her slightly bulging belly with her ringed hand, her face glowing with maternal love.

Seeing this, those with faint hope shattered completely.

"She seems pregnant too."

"Looks like it; see, she’s so slender, yet her belly bulges slightly, probably four or five months along..."

"Better forget it; she has a family, let’s not disturb her."

Ye Manman sat in a reclining chair, so not everyone saw her deliberate performance, but the discussion among those closest who were about to confess wasn’t quiet, and many behind them heard it.

Being a focal discussion topic naturally led to her being married and pregnant spreading throughout the auditorium.

Some didn’t believe it, seeing Qing University students nearby and dragging them along for confirmation. Those students simply confirmed that Ye Manman indeed was married and pregnant, praising her tall and handsome husband, emphasizing their loving relationship.

This settled it for those outside fluttering schoolboys, quelling any fantasies henceforth.

Coincidentally, the Qing University student questioned happened to be the slightly late-arriving Ji Bowen.

Initially, they wanted to ask Liao Yonghe beside him, perhaps thinking Ji Bowen looked more scholarly and likely knew Ye Manman, they asked him instead.

Liao Yonghe expected Ji Bowen not to say anything favorable, at most truthfully answering, yet Ji Bowen actually described Ye Manman’s husband being particularly tall and handsome, leaving Liao Yonghe bewildered.

"Hey, what’s up? Weren’t you quite dismissive of her husband before, calling him a country guy?"

He nudged Ji Bowen, grinning mischievously, "Wouldn’t it be that you’ve changed your views about her thus her husband too? Admirers of the goddess should also have the best husbands?"

Ji Bowen felt a shudder of goosebumps at his words.

"What nonsense are you saying? What kind of garbage is that?"