The Tender Beauty is Sweetly Doted in the 20th Century Novel!-Chapter 234 - 233: Why Is There Such a Gap Between People?

Chapter 234: Chapter 233: Why Is There Such a Gap Between People?

While He Chen was washing his feet, Ye Manman saw the cheap leather shoes he bought for himself.

It’s hard to tell if it’s because of his large build or because he walks too much, or perhaps both. Those shoes looked brand new in the morning, but now they’re worn out in several places.

Not only are there damages, but also deep creases, and the synthetic leather is peeling up. The sole is starting to come unglued, seemingly on the verge of speaking.

These must be knock-off leather shoes bought from some street stall; they’re practically disposable.

If he wears them for one more day, having the leather peel would be a minor issue; these shoes might just open up to say something.

Now that He Chen is a company boss, he shouldn’t be wearing such cheap items anymore.

Ye Manman silently decided that once the competition prize money comes in, she’ll buy him some good clothes and shoes.

He picks out clothes quite well, clearly understanding that being a boss requires a decent wardrobe, but he didn’t pay attention to the shoes.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and soon He Chen came out.

He saw Ye Manman looking at his smelly worn-out shoes, and the blush on his face came back.

"Don’t look, baby...I’m throwing them out now; leaving them here stinks..."

He quickly grabbed the smelly shoes and tossed them at the door, also stuffing the smelly socks inside.

"I’ll throw them out tomorrow morning, just leaving them outside tonight..."

Feeling awkward, he remembered grabbing the smelly socks with his hand, so he went to wash his hands thoroughly and got a pair of clean socks before sitting back down.

Ye Manman couldn’t help but laugh at him, "Finally done? You should just take a shower and go to bed, you’re so tired."

"Try them on quickly."

She urged, and He Chen obediently put on the socks.

He picked up the leather shoes and couldn’t help but touch the surface, feeling how the genuine leather and synthetic leather were really different, with a texture and softness a hundred times better than the smelly ones he just wore.

Looking at the shoe size, 45, it seemed perfect.

He usually wears size 44.5; both 44 and 45 fit him, though 44 is a bit tight. Last time he bought leather shoes, someone said he had wide feet, needing half a size larger, which Ye Manman also considered.

A sweet feeling filled his heart.

He quickly tried them on.

"How are they? Try walking in both, see if they rub or pinch your feet."

Ye Manman waited for him to try them on, knowing his large feet make shoe shopping hard, so if they didn’t fit, she could exchange them tomorrow, and learn how to pick shoes for him better next time.

He Chen obediently walked a few steps in them.

Having walked all day, his feet were tired and uncomfortable from the previous shoes, but these felt very different, very comfortable, and didn’t have hard spots that hurt while walking.

After carefully looking, the shoes stayed shiny without creases when lifting his feet to walk.

He couldn’t hide his liking and satisfaction; his smile was almost too big to contain.

Ye Manman knew she got it right, feeling immensely proud.

"How is it, do you like them?"

"Yes! I love them!"

He Chen couldn’t help hugging and kissing her, "Thanks for buying such comfy shoes, honey."

Ye Manman’s happiness was contagious, making her giggle along with him.

After being lovey-dovey for a couple of minutes, He Chen formally placed the shoes back in the shoe cabinet.

Ye Manman pushed him towards the bathroom, "Go shower and come to bed, I’ll wait for you."

"Okay!"

He Chen kissed her again before quickly running off to shower.

Ye Manman touched her kissed cheek, her inner resolve growing stronger.

Look, see how harsh her husband is on himself!

A pair of shoes makes him so happy.

She’s determined to buy him more good things!

That night, both slept soundly and well, even without dreaming.

Though sleeping over an hour later than usual, Ye Manman woke up feeling refreshed and full of energy.

He Chen was out the door early as always, probably wearing the new shoes she bought him.

Before brushing her teeth, Ye Manman checked the shoe cabinet, confirming he’d taken the leather shoes.

She grinned, sensing a wonderful day beginning.

Today, there was no competition, but the preliminary results of the national English competition were released.

As everyone expected, Ye Manman still claimed the top spot, but this time, three of ten finalists were from their class, and five of the remaining were from sophomores or juniors.

Overall, freshmen surprisingly made up half the finalists, and despite the other two being from different classes, Chen Yuqing, as the dean of the Foreign Language Department, couldn’t stop smiling all day.

The finals will be held at Beijing University, just in three days.

In these three days, she has two national preliminary competitions in school.

Chemistry and mathematics.

These subjects are tough for the Foreign Language Department, since it’s part of the humanities.

First, chemistry isn’t taught there and although basic math is, it’s nowhere near the advanced level science students learn.

That’s why almost nobody from the Foreign Language Department participates in these competitions.

Only Ye Manman and Ji Bowen, who had initially signed up to prove himself, joined.

Thus, their student numbers and years put them in front and behind desks again.

However, in these exams, Ji Bowen couldn’t breeze through the paper like he had in the English competition.

He grew weary with each exam; after chemistry, he was questioning life.

How can people be so different from one another?

How can Ye Manman, who hasn’t touched a chemistry book in a month, still finish ahead of time?

How does he not even understand some chemistry questions?

Why...

Countless whys circled Ji Bowen’s mind, unable to comprehend, yet further cementing Ye Manman’s brilliance in his view.

What is trying to equal her?

Laughable, he couldn’t even grasp her shadow...

Better to focus on studying English.

Ji Bowen understood himself, grasping reality, and chose to admire her quietly.

He felt he was about to witness the birth of the school’s academic legend.

Since freshmen didn’t participate in these science competitions, just the two of them did, while the Foreign Language Department continued regular classes; they went to the exams during the time and returned afterward.

Ye Manman finished math early, returning to class over forty minutes ahead which dropped the jaws of classmates and teachers, finishing chemistry an hour ahead had them worshipping her on the spot.

Considering fellow second rank, Ji Bowen, was the last to return for both exams looking exhausted, as if drained of all energy.

Clearly it was tough and didn’t go well.

Having just taken the English preliminary, everyone knew the feeling well.

Therefore, after the two-day exams ended, a crowd gathered around them.

The reasons differed.

Some to worship, others to comfort.

Ji Bowen was grief-stricken, even too meek to ask how Ye Manman solved the competition problems.

Enough already, how can inferior beings compare to the all-knowing academic gods? Best to focus on his English studies, and steer clear of the untouchable.