’How could I have forgotten about this!’

Shen Mingchuan smacked his head in annoyance.

It was so late last night that he’d wanted Lin Shen to stay over, but he’d completely forgotten to change the sheets on the master bedroom bed for him!

’So careless!’

’Good thing Ping is so thoughtful and sensible. She knew to help change them.’

A warmth spread through Shen Mingchuan’s heart. After he finished heaving his guts out into the toilet, the burning sensation in his chest had mostly subsided.

He slowly got to his feet and went to splash some water on his face, trying to jolt his alcohol-numbed mind into a moment of clarity.

Then he left the bathroom, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and drank it all in one go.

As the cool water flowed down his throat and esophagus, the sour taste in his mouth and the bloating in his stomach mostly disappeared.

Shen Mingchuan couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of relief as his eyes drifted to the clock on the wall.

’At this hour, Ping should have taken Anan to school, right?’

Shen Mingchuan first checked the inner room and, as expected, saw no sign of Anan.

Then he went to the master bedroom. When he opened the door, he couldn’t help but freeze.

The room was an absolute mess!

The clean, fresh sheets looked completely out of place amidst the chaos.

"Looks like Lin Shen can’t hold his liquor either..."

Shen Mingchuan muttered to himself, quickly realizing that the messy state of the master bedroom was probably caused by a drunken Lin Shen.

’And Ping didn’t even bother to help clean up before she left.’

While complaining inwardly, Shen Mingchuan also felt a sense of joy and excitement about Lin Ping’s behavior last night.

’Judging by her reactions, she wants to get back together too!’

’If that’s the case, then things will be easy!’

Hope rekindled in Shen Mingchuan’s heart.

After all, his and Lin Ping’s wedding anniversary was coming up soon. He planned to formally propose to his ex-wife again on that day!

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「10:30 AM.」

「Min’an District, Building 5, Apartment 403.」

SHHHHHH—!

The sound of the shower in the bathroom gradually faded.

After finishing his morning workout and a quick rinse, Lin Shen emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe.

He had actually wanted to get a little closer to the beautiful Lin Ping last night and comfort her fragile heart.

After all, hitting it and quitting it wasn’t Lin Shen’s usual style.

But in the end, he had still called for a car service to take him home.

The reason was simple: he was a bit of a clean freak.

Lin Shen could sleep on a clean and tidy bed, no problem. But on a mattress that someone else had completely trashed, he would have found it impossible to fall asleep, even with fresh sheets.

Besides, the air was filled not only with the faint smell of smoke but also a hint of body odor!

If he hadn’t been hooking up with Lin Ping, Lin Shen would have wanted to go straight home right after he finished drinking!

But it was fine. The most important thing was already taken care of.

He had tasted Lin Ping at her most alluring and sweet.

Recalling the amorous events of last night, Lin Shen still felt a lingering sense of wanting more, a faint smile on his face.

"There’ll be more chances in the future."

The corners of Lin Shen’s mouth curled up unconsciously. He picked up his phone from the table and saw that he still hadn’t deleted the text message from last night.

[Construction Bank: Your account ending in 7946 received a deposit of RMB 100,000 on 08/29 at 00:01. Current Balance: 8,620,000]

’Why the extra twenty thousand?’

Lin Shen opened the Goddess Conquest Manual to check and had a moment of sudden realization.

"Heh heh."

Lin Shen let out a strange, mischievous laugh, then searched on Taobao and bought a lot of weird, sexy outfits and some little toys.

He used to have some at home, but after breaking up with Gu Wanting, he’d thrown them all out, not keeping a single one.

’Thinking back, it seems like a bit of a waste.’

"I’ll have Lin Ping try them on when they arrive."

Lin Shen put down his phone, found some loungewear to change into, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to get down to business.

His task for the morning was simple: pack his things and get ready to move!

After all, he’d spent over three million. The sooner he moved in, the sooner he could start enjoying it.

So, Lin Shen contacted Shen Yun and Wang Li in advance to let them know he was moving.

Then he opened his closet and started by folding all his Louis Vuitton and Gucci clothes and putting them into a suitcase.

Next came the more valuable items.

Necklaces, watches, cameras, and so on were all packed into cardboard boxes and sealed with tape.

Of course, Lin Shen didn’t forget his piggy bank, which he’d had for many years.

Or the small, handwritten note from Gu Wanqing that was tucked underneath it.

Seeing the lines of elegant script always made Lin Shen recall the girl’s cute side, and he looked forward to the days after school started.

’It should be soon, right?’

’Only about ten more days.’

Lin Shen smiled knowingly.

「11:00 AM.」

In just over an hour, Lin Shen had pretty much sorted and packed everything he wanted to take. He then sent a message to his dedicated consultant, Wang.

A short while later, she sent a professional moving company over, which arrived downstairs in a small truck.

But Lin Shen had so few belongings that they didn’t even fill half of the truck’s cargo space.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that after living in Modu for three years, the only things that truly belonged to him were these few cardboard boxes and two suitcases.

"Hey, buddy! You sure you didn’t forget anything?"

The driver’s question snapped Lin Shen back to his senses, and he immediately headed back upstairs.

"Yeah, I’m going up to get it. Just a second."

"Alrighty."

In truth, Lin Shen had packed all his luggage; he hadn’t forgotten a thing.

If he had to name one thing, though, there was only one.

Memories.

CLICK—!

He unlocked the door with his key and, just like always, Lin Shen walked into his rental apartment.

But the room, once filled with the warmth of life, now felt exceptionally quiet and somber.

Looking at the empty room, a wave of melancholy and wistfulness suddenly washed over Lin Shen.

It wasn’t that he was still clinging to past relationships, but rather that he was reminiscing about the tough years he had spent struggling in Modu.