After the divorce, a wealthy lady confessed her feelings and pursued me
Chapter 313 - 163: Taboo! Holding Zhou Shumei’s Hand and Drawing (Must Read!)_2

Chapter 313: Chapter 163: Taboo! Holding Zhou Shumei’s Hand and Drawing (Must Read!)_2

"Mm," He Xinyi said with a blush, "I specially practiced some aerial moves."

"No wonder,"

Gao Jun laughed, "I was saying you seemed even more stunning than last time."

He Xinyi, flattered by his praise, smiled shyly, "I just hope that every time you come here, you can have a new experience."

"I did—full marks—"

After that, Gao Jun left.

Since Gao Yingying’s kindergarten open day was not until tomorrow, Gao Jun planned to ask Zhou Shumei out today.

To better nurture their budding relationship.

Gao Jun: [Shumei, do you know how to paint?]

At this moment, Zhou Shumei, who was at home, rushed up to Lin Beishan who had just returned and asked, "Why are you back?"

Lin Beishan answered, "Nothing much, just came back to get a passport."

Zhou Shumei was a bit puzzled, "Where are you going?"

"The company is negotiating an overseas order, and I need to go abroad for a week," Lin Beishan explained.

Zhou Shumei knew, some of what he said was true, and some wasn’t.

The trip abroad was real.

As for whether it was for work, that remained to be seen.

Zhou Shumei tried to probe: "Just you alone?"

"And a subordinate." Lin Beishan then changed the subject: "Where has Lin Chen been recently?"

"I don’t know."

"As his mother, shouldn’t you spend less time at the beauty salon and shopping with your sisters, and more time caring for your son?" Lin Beishan retorted.

Zhou Shumei snapped back, "How can you say I don’t care? The day after he had dinner with your business partner’s daughter, he came home crying his eyes out, insisting that if he had to marry that 160-pound woman, he’d rather jump off a building. I called you, and you said just go ahead with it. It’s you who’s so busy with work you never come home."

Lin Beishan, detecting the sarcasm in Zhou Shumei’s voice, countered directly, "If I didn’t work, where would you get the money? To go to the beauty salon or shopping; if I cut off your cards, wouldn’t you turn on me?"

Zhou Shumei suddenly lost her spirit.

Indeed.

She didn’t have the ability to earn money herself,

what she spent was all given by Lin Beishan.

With that in mind, Zhou Shumei didn’t want to argue anymore.

She quietly watched as Lin Beishan left.

The house returned to silence once again.

Soon after, she suggested in the group chat with her sisters: [Let’s go to the beauty salon.]

Skincare thrice a week was a must for her.

[Okay, right away!]

[Let’s go, let’s go!]

They were all ladies from the same neighborhood, often arranging to hang out together for no particular reason.

But when they set out together,

Zhou Shumei saw the message sent by Gao Jun.

Feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation, she immediately replied: [Painting, I don’t think I’ve ever done it. What for?]

Gao Jun: [Nothing much, just that I happened to have two discount coupons for a painting experience hall, and since I’m free today, I thought I might invite someone to go paint with me. I figured Shumei would be free, that’s why I asked.]

Zhou Shumei, upon hearing this, perked up: [Sure, I haven’t painted before either, it’d be fun to try.]

Right after, she turned to her companions and said, "Ladies, I have something to take care of, so I won’t be joining you for skincare today."

Mrs. Wang seemed puzzled, "Shumei, normally you are the most enthusiastic about skincare, and three times a week is like clockwork for you. Why aren’t you going today?"

Zhou Shumei, embarrassed, said, "I... made a last-minute appointment, so I can’t go."

Mrs. He, curious, asked, "Could it be a date with some young stud? Come on, which club? The White Horse Club?"

"Go on, what young stud, White Horse Club... why do you all think of me in such a dirty way," Zhou Shumei quickly explained, "Just a friend who happens to be in Modu, and I need to play host."

"Alright, alright, let’s drop it," Zhou Shumei, worried she might say too much, quickly waved her hands and took off.

The other three ladies curiously began to discuss among themselves.

"Hey, have you noticed that Shumei has seemed a bit off lately?"

"Yeah, she seems preoccupied when she chats with us."

"Like she’s somewhere else in spirit."

"Shumei is the youngest-looking among us, even next to a thirty-year-old woman, they look like sisters. Do you think she really might have found herself a young lover, like we joked?"

"Isn’t that quite normal? Remember when we went karaoke the other night, we even called in a few male models, but only Shumei refused to let them near. She’s not just putting on airs, she must have someone else in her heart."

Meanwhile, Zhou Shumei was unaware of her friends’ discussion about her; she was pressing the accelerator, heading toward the address Gao Jun had sent.

As the distance on the navigator’s reminder grew closer, Zhou Shumei’s heart fluttered with more excitement.

Before long,

she saw a familiar figure by the roadside.

After parking the car, Zhou Shumei hurried over to Gao Jun’s side.

Seeing her outfit, Gao Jun couldn’t help but think, she was incredibly charming.

She exuded the mature allure of a sexy older woman.

She was wearing a wine-red dress that seemed particularly enticing.

Despite being somewhat older than Gao Jun, her mere glance could make a young lad swallow hard.

Zhou Shumei, noticing Gao Jun’s stare, felt slightly embarrassed,

but deep down, she was modestly thrilled.

After all, as a woman, who doesn’t want to show off their charm?

Being looked at twice by a man was enough to prove she still had an attractive presence.