"Cheng Shi, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up, we only have two hours, and we still need to rush back to school."
"Miss, slow down, we’ll make it in ti."
Watching Tang Xiaowan hopping along the way, Cheng Shi’s worried heart suddenly relaxed, as if dawn had reappeared.
Since yesterday, when she got the key, Tang Xiaowan started paying close attention to various teachers’ teaching habits and the various movents of the counselor.
For example, there were no main classes this afternoon, only two self-study sessions, and the counselor had to supervise the National Day rehearsal, so she had no ti to co to the class, which gave Tang Xiaowan her chance to slip away.
Before leaving, she even handed a ga controller to the class leader to ensure everything went smoothly.
"Huh? Sothing’s not right!"
"What’s the matter, Miss?" Cheng Shi hurriedly caught up.
"This place..." Tang Xiaowan pointed to a lawn across the street, then looked at Cheng Shi, "I rember there was a big tree there yesterday, how did it disappear overnight?"
"A tree, was there one? I didn’t notice, could Miss have rembered wrongly?"
"Oh, maybe."
Tang Xiaowan pursed her lips in a smile and then pushed open the wrought iron gate.
However, before entering the courtyard, Cheng Shi turned to take another look at that very flat lawn, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, as if he had thought of sothing.
"Cheng Shi, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, I’ll be right there."
"Why are you so out of it today, you didn’t fall for ijuan, did you?"
Suddenly asked by Tang Xiaowan like that, Cheng Shi was caught off guard and foolishly froze on the spot.
"Miss, I didn’t."
"Just kidding, look how scared you are, haha."
Only then did Cheng Shi breathe a sigh of relief, and imdiately, without lifting his head, he said while opening his travel bag, "Miss, I am your man, always have been, and that won’t change."
How is this guy so easily teased!
What nonsense, my man? As if he could be Li Zishen’s man?
Hilarious, truly too funny!
"Do you think we can finish installing before five?"
"Sure, no problem."
Tang Xiaowan nodded her head very satisfied and then hopped up to the second floor.
...
Foreign Language College, Business English Class A.
The first self-study session had ended.
Two girls holding hands bolted to the end of the corridor and began whispering secretly, discussing how Song Jiaqi’s mother had been reported by soone using their real na.
Her mother had a crystal stall on the first floor of Yishen Mall, and her reputation had always been good, but this morning, she was bizarrely accused of selling counterfeit goods, deceiving consurs.
After hearing Chen Siyao’s words, Li Ying’s eyes opened wide, and it took her a long ti to recover.
"How is it, quite surprising, right?"
"Oh my god, isn’t her family going bankrupt? How long has it been, and how has it only been discovered now?"
Chen Siyao sighed softly and said with regret, "The specific situation is still not very clear, just rumors, but suspecting her mother sneaked fake citrine into the mall and then sold it alongside the real ones, with both real and fake ones mixed, that’s why it wasn’t detected during random checks."
"Could the reporter be the buyer?"
"Isn’t that obvious, of course it was."
Suddenly, a voice ca through, "Don’t listen to them spouting nonsense, my mother never sells fake goods, never, all are real."
The two girls turned around and saw Song Jiaqi, her face tear-stained and her hair loose, not in the high ponytail or any delicate style like usual.
"Jiaqi, we believe you, don’t cry."
"Exactly, everything will be clarified, don’t worry, your aunt won’t have any problems."
"Thank you, guys."
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