Shen Mingzhi felt that she hadn't said anything wrong.

What else can Song Wanyin do besides go back to Song Huiquan to complain?

After Jiang Shaochen finished showering, Shen Mingzhi gave him a portion of the money from selling the medicine. "This is the money from selling the medicine. Take it back to your parents tomorrow and count it."

"Hmm." Jiang Shaozhen took the thick paper package, sat down at the table, opened it, and started counting.

Shen Mingzhi liked this very much.

They are clear-headed.

Normally, money meant for his parents should be counted out in person to avoid disputes later on, as he didn't check it and it would be difficult to explain to both sides.

Unfortunately, many men don't understand this point.

While Jiang Shaochen was counting the money, Shen Mingzhi asked Wang Sao to bring the food.

After counting the money, he wrapped it up again in paper. "It's exactly the amount you said. I'll give it to my parents tomorrow."

"Okay, let's eat." Shen Mingzhi picked up her chopsticks.

Early July arrived quickly, and on the day Wang Xinian went to take the college entrance examination, Shen Mingzhi was even more nervous than him.

"Did you bring all your stationery?! Are you confident in yourself?" she asked Wang Xinian, who was packing his cloth bag, while holding Niannian.

Aunt Wang stood to the side, holding an umbrella. Looking at her nervous appearance, she smiled and said, "I made him check it several times."

“He can only blame himself for not bringing it,” Jiang Shaozhen said, standing to the side with his car keys in hand.

Shen Mingzhi glared at him, "Can't you say something nice?"

Wang Xinian inspected the stationery in front of Shen Mingzhi and said with a helpless look, "Are you relieved now?"

"Okay, go ahead and do your best on the exam. No matter which school you get into, I'll support you." Shen Mingzhi didn't want to put pressure on him. Tsinghua and Peking University aren't that easy to get into. She was just joking back then.

Wang Xinian nodded emphatically.

The tall, thin young man was only slightly shorter than Jiang Shaozhen.

The two walked into the rain, with Wang Xinian holding an umbrella and following behind Jiang Shaochen.

Jiang Shaozhen drove him to the examination venue.

Standing in the corridor, Aunt Wang's eyes were full of hope. Only after the car left the residential compound did she look at Shen Mingzhi. "Thank goodness he met you... he'll be an educated man from now on. Our entire Wang family has never had a college graduate..."

Shen Mingzhi carried Niannian to the sofa and sat down. She glanced at Zhouzhou sleeping in the cradle and said gently, "Even without me, he would find a way to finish college."

She got lucky.

Wang Xinian suffered hardships from a young age, and his mental fortitude is unmatched by ordinary people.

His family didn't support him, but he managed to beg Sister Wang to let him finish high school, which was already quite an achievement.

Three days later, Wang Xinian finished his exam.

Shen Mingzhi originally planned to take Jiang Shaochen shopping for clothes with him, but Jiang Shaochen's construction site encountered some problems, so she had to take Wang Xinian shopping by herself.

Wang Xinian has been following Shen Mingzhi for so long that he rarely goes out.

When he arrived at the department store, his eyes were shining as he walked in.

"Is this your first time shopping?" Shen Mingzhi asked gently as she followed behind him.

The department store was crowded with many fashionable men and women, which made him unconsciously feel reserved.

“Hmm… When I was with my stepmother, I was in the factory every day and hardly ever went out.” Wang Xinian’s gaze fell on a young girl wearing bell-bottoms and a floral shirt.

The girl also got her hair permed.

He had seen this kind of outfit in the factory dormitory... One of the young men in the dormitory liked to buy these kinds of pictures and then stick them on the wall. All the pretty women dressed like this.

Upon seeing another man with long hair, sunglasses, bell-bottoms, and a floral shirt, he unconsciously glanced at Shen Mingzhi, remarking, "They're dressed so fashionably."

"You can't dress like that." Although Shen Mingzhi thought it was a trend, she really couldn't appreciate bell-bottoms and floral shirts. Besides, Wang Xinian was going to be a college student.

College students should dress modestly; that's what teachers like.

After all, this kind of modern outfit can only be seen on the street; the professors still prefer the good students in white shirts and black pants.

"Why don't you like it?" Wang Xinian followed her into the mall, his whole demeanor obedient and reserved.

“Hmm, I don’t like it. I will always prefer a white shirt and straight-leg pants,” Shen Mingzhi said, adding that it’s a classic look that transcends many eras.

Wang Xinian silently kept it in mind.

“I noticed you were always holding your books very close to your eyes. Let’s go to the optician’s today to check your prescription. If it’s not good, you’ll need to get a pair of glasses,” Shen Mingzhi said.

Wang Xinian could never see very clearly, but he knew that glasses were very expensive these days, so he kept it a secret from everyone.

Unexpectedly, she still found out.

After buying two sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes, Shen Mingzhi took him to an eyeglasses store.

Wang Xinian was indeed quite nearsighted.

After Shen Mingzhi fitted him with glasses, she asked him, "How is it? Can you see people more clearly now?"

It was only then that Wang Xinian realized how beautiful Shen Mingzhi truly was.

His vision had been blurry before, and he had never dared to look at her up close. He only vaguely felt that she was as described in the book: graceful, beautiful, and intelligent.

Looking at it now, I realize that her eyebrows and eyes are very striking, like the woman in the dormitory drawing.

He looked away, his cheeks slightly flushed. "Yes, I understand much better now. Thank you, sister. I will—"

"Alright, just focus on your studies and that will be enough for your stepmother and me. It's getting late. Is there anything else you want to buy? If not, let's go back." Shen Mingzhi interrupted him as he was about to repay a debt of gratitude again... Always wanting to repay a debt of gratitude isn't a good habit.

"That's all." Wang Xinian kept the gratitude in his heart.

After leaving Daming Glasses Shop, Shen Mingzhi asked him to give her a ride on his bicycle.

She was a little tired.

As Wang Xinian squatted down to unlock the door, a man in a suit and black leather shoes walked up to them.

The man looked mature and refined, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but his eyes scrutinized Shen Mingzhi with a rather aggressive gaze. "Are you Comrade Shen?"

"Who are you?" Shen Mingzhi asked rudely.

She doesn't like being looked up and down like that; it's very offensive!

"My surname is Jiang, and my given name is Jiang Huanyu. I'm the owner of Chunshan Pharmacy." The man had a polite smile on his lips.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingzhi couldn't help but sized him up.

It turns out that the person who was demanding payment earlier was just a store manager.

"Comrade Jiang, is there something you need?" Her tone was indifferent and her attitude distant.

"I'd like to invite you and the person next to you to a restaurant to sit down and talk about some recent events at pharmacies." Jiang Huanyu kept his eyes fixed on Shen Mingzhi, his gaze extremely aggressive.

This contrasted sharply with his refined manners.

Wang Xinian pushed his bicycle and stood between the two of them, saying, "If you're going to talk, just talk. Why are you staring at my sister?"

He loathed Jiang Huanyu's gaze, that kind of curious, inquisitive look a man gives a woman, which made him feel an uncontrollable urge to gouge out his eyes.