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Chapter 343 - Chapter 343 Chapter 267 Grandmasters Knowledge Points

Chapter 343: Chapter 267 Grandmaster’s Knowledge Points Chapter 343: Chapter 267 Grandmaster’s Knowledge Points At the dinner table, Ming Lang began to talk animatedly.

Compared with Ningning and Jiang Wanzhou, I really have nothing outstanding, just more experience in dating!

Let big brother here enlighten you all about what it’s like to be a “pure love warrior” and the aftermath of falling hard!

“I’m telling you, what do you think a man becomes after encountering such a situation?”

“I mean when a girl was crazily pursuing him initially, but changed after dating, no longer that into you, and even caused you heartache.” While saying this, he crossed his arms and nodded frequently, creating his own atmosphere.

What surprised him was that on such topics, Ningning usually wouldn’t listen, but this time she seemed very focused!

Right! Cheng Zhu is everyone’s good friend; he must be more curious too!

Seeing his sister paying so much attention to him, Boss Shen was on a roll!

He even didn’t mind dissecting his embarrassing school days for his younger siblings to see.

He began to talk at length, starting from his past experiences, talking about the insecurities in love that a “pure love warrior” feels after falling hard.

“If during such times, a girl expresses liking towards us, we are actually quite hesitant.”

“But, deep down, we do need someone to express their liking for us, you understand?”

Jiang Wanzhou curled his lips, “Did a lot of girls express their liking during your university days?”

“No! Why is your focus always so weird? Is it so hard to believe?” Ming Lang burst out angrily.

You dare question my charm?

“Alright, alright, please continue.” Little President Jiang gestured with his hand.

“Essentially, the mindset is pretty contradictory.” Ming Lang made a brief summary before continuing,

“Meaning, whether during the initial contact period or after getting together, we always want to keep receiving signals from the other party, to feel that they are interested, that they have feelings, you get it?”

—-[The above views only represent Ming Lang personally].

“Is it necessary?” Jiang Wanzhou was the first to express doubts.

He thought that Cheng Zhu’s current mindset was damn carefree, feeling even more unrestrained than before.

Him? So sensitive?

Speaking of which, Little President Jiang, due to his lack of experience, had a clear view as an outsider.

Ming Lang was purely muddled by his own experiences, thereby heavily inserting himself into the situation!

As for Shen Qingning, since it related to Cheng Zhu, she would listen to both perspectives and select what to digest and absorb.

“Why isn’t it necessary?” Ming Lang looked at his cousin in surprise and complained, “It’s just because you haven’t liked someone!”

“If you now had someone you liked, and you two were interacting, but you couldn’t get clear enough signals from her, everything depends on your own guesses, unable to confirm her interest in you, it’s really tough!” Ming Lang spoke up to here and recalled yet another part of his past.

Jiang Wanzhou had never been in a relationship and hadn’t yet fallen for someone, only thinking, “What a damn drama king!”

Shen Qingning, however, felt that after thinking it over carefully, there was some truth to it.

This damn tsundere, from her own perspective, she actually always played her role as a tsundere well, but upon reflection later, always felt like she was pushing Cheng Zhu away.

Why else do they say tsundere deserve to fade from the scene, tsundere should be cured from the market, tsundere is an illness needing treatment?

Shen Qingning looked at her brother, rarely asking sincerely, “I’m really curious, how do you guys differentiate these so-called emotional signals?”

“Ningning, are you asking how to determine if this chick likes me?” Ming Lang asked.

Listening to him, Shen Qingning felt a bit speechless, but still reluctantly nodded, “Something like that.”

Ming Lang, following his usual practice of praising his sister first: “Ningning, you’ve got the essence of the question!”

Jiang Wanzhou, watching this display, couldn’t help but roll his eyes grandly.

He felt that if Ming Lang had a tail, it would definitely be wagging in front of his sister!

This man, perceived by his siblings as a pure scumbag, started to pour out how tough it is for men.

“Let me use the example of a man chasing a woman.”

“Some men chase a woman long and hard, and finally, when they give up, the woman becomes unhappy.”

“But life isn’t like playing a game, right? We can’t see a progress bar.”

“Often, even during the ambiguous phase, we need to give each other signals, right?”

“Like occasionally taking the initiative to invite a man to watch a movie alone, that kind of thing is a signal, right?” he even asked Jiang Wanzhou.

“Watching a movie alone indeed sends a signal,” Jiang Wanzhou commented.

“Right! It’s always them seeking you out, always them inviting you, and if you never take the initiative to respond, it definitely confuses others, even making them suspect whether they are just a backup or being treated like a loyal dog.”

“Am I right? A round of applause!” he even nudged Jiang Wanzhou with his elbow.

—-[The above views only represent Ming Lang personally] 2.0.

Jiang Wanzhou pushed him away irritably, simply finding him annoying.

But Shen Qingning was rather thoughtful.

However, she was a clear-headed and reflective person.

Plus, with her stereotypical impression and some biases towards her own brother, she couldn’t accept his words entirely.

Looking back, she did realize that she rarely took the initiative to chat with Cheng Zhu.

Every time she approached him, she would find an excuse, like something official.

After thinking it over, she picked up her phone and took the initiative to send a WeChat message to Cheng Zhu: “Are you busy?”

Since Ning Bao always came to him with issues or always needed an excuse to chat, creating a strong sense of distance, Cheng Zhu usually replied in the same way, deliberately maintaining some distance to gradually make her aware of this.

—-Master the technique to control your enemies.

He replied, “Just finished up. Is there something?”

A simple sentence, like a thorn, pricked Qingning.

“He really instinctively feels I wouldn’t contact him without a reason,” Shen Qingning pressed her lips together, thinking to herself.

She hesitated for a while before stealthily chatting with Cheng Zhu in front of Jiang Wanzhou and Ming Lang: “No reason, just asking if you’re done with work.”

It was apparent, truly not a good chat.

Aware that her response was a bit dry, she switched to emergency mode.

She opened their WeChat group for the five of them. In the group, she was the only one who never used emoticons. She chose a suitable one from her collection and sent it to Cheng Zhu.

She chose an emoticon of a cat knocking on the door, indicating she was just looking for a chat.

—-When words are not enough, use emoticons to help.

Clumsy, indeed a bit clumsy.

But this was already Shen Qingning’s limit.

Clumsy yet trying her best.

Cheng Zhu was slightly stunned when he saw the emoticon.

Then he began scrolling up the chat history, realizing Shen Qingning indeed never used emoticons.

Instinct told him, something unusual must be afoot!

Today’s Ning Bao seemed different from her usual self?

That’s quite the coincidence!

He had been planning to find an excuse to see her today.

So Cheng Zhu started typing: “I actually have something I need your help with.”

“Are you coming back to Xinhang Apartment later? If not, never mind, but if you are, it’s a good chance to help me with something.”

At times like these, phrasing matters.

It’s Friday today, and knowing Shen Qingning would likely be heading home based on Ming Lang’s invitation in the group, Cheng Zhu knew she probably wouldn’t return to Xinhang Apartment.

But language is an art, after all.

Besides, it also gave the tsundere a little step down.

“Ah, I just need to pick something up,” the tsundere girl really did just follow along.

“Okay, tell me when you’re at the apartment,” Cheng Zhu messaged back.

“Okay.”

After putting down her phone, this strong, reserved girl returned to her true self, asking, “Everyone’s finished eating, right?”

That was her way of indicating it was time to leave.

Ming Lang actually hadn’t finished talking yet!

But Jiang Wanzhou really couldn’t listen any more.

He immediately told the waiter: “Check, please.”

Little President Jiang decided to treat them, just to avoid listening to his rambling.

When the three of them arrived outside the restaurant, the cold winter wind greeted them.

“Ningning, I still have something to do, are you going straight home?” Ming Lang had plans with a girl that evening.

“Ah, but I need to stop by the apartment to pick some things up,” she said.

Shen Qingning didn’t mention meeting Cheng Zhu in front of the two.

“Alright, drive safe,” Ming Lang said.

“Okay.”

After getting into the car, she immediately sent a WeChat message to Cheng Zhu, indicating she was driving to the apartment.

She even checked the driving time on her navigation, indicating it would take about fifteen minutes to arrive.

“OK,” Cheng Zhu replied.

As she drove into Xinhang Apartment, Cheng Zhu had also just arrived.

He pointed at Building B of Xinhang Apartment, “Let’s go upstairs. I’ll make you a cup of milk tea, and you can taste it for me. Your opinion is very important to me.”

“Huh? To your place?” Shen Qingning was momentarily stunned.

It was already nightfall, and as a young woman, was she just going to a man’s apartment?

“Of course, how else would I make milk tea? The equipment and ingredients are all upstairs,” Cheng Zhu answered naturally.

Upon the mention of milk tea, Shen Qingning felt a mix of emotions.

“Why is my opinion so important to you?” she asked.

“Because it’s strawberry milk tea,” Cheng Zhu explained, “Isn’t strawberry your favorite fruit, and don’t you also like strawberry-flavored things?”

Hearing this, she softened inside, feeling something melt in her heart.

But she didn’t remember ever mentioning these things to Cheng Zhu.

“How did you know? I don’t think I ever told you,” Shen Qingning looked puzzled.

Cheng Zhu remembered clearly. She had mentioned it herself once, offhandedly. He always had a keen instinct for capturing details, and it registered immediately in his mind.

But clearly, she herself had forgotten ever saying such a casual remark.

This sly man didn’t reply to her with: “You mentioned it, you just forgot.”

Instead, he chose to follow up on her statement, further reinforcing this little detail of his attentiveness to her.

“Someone else mentioned it, I forgot who, but I do remember that,” he implied.

—-Even when others talk about you, I pay attention.

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