Old professor, "After class, everyone co to my office!"
Yuran: "..."
Qi Nian: "..."
"Such bad luck, Yuran, you really are my nesis. Being around you brings misfortune to all of my past eight generations," Qi Nian said hurriedly as she sat down, her face filled with disdain for Yuran.
Yuran took out her phone, looked at it, and said, "Who exactly set up whom? Don’t you have any idea? And you still have the nerve to scold ? Hurry up and apologize to . If I’m in a good mood, I won’t ask you to call your parents, and acting as your sister will be no loss to you!"
"Who..." Qi Nian wanted to say, who wants you to be my sister, but thinking about having to call a parent, she could only call Qi Younian, and her expression changed slightly, "I’m sorry, sister, please help ."
Such a sudden change in tone...
Yuran twitched her mouth, "Don’t randomly claim relatives; I’m really not related to you."
Qi Nian retorted stubbornly, "You yourself wanted to be my sister."
Yuran, "Who seriously wanted to be your sister? I just said temporarily, what are your ears for?"
Qi Nian, "I don’t care, I can’t ask my little uncle, he’s the only family I have left, I can’t let him be more disappointed..."
While speaking, Qi Nian’s voice even carried a trace of grievance and fear, and there was a shallow worry in the depths of her eyes. Yuran was just teasing her, but she didn’t expect...
She looked away and made a sound, "Alright, I’ll help you this ti, but don’t behave so recklessly in the future."
Qi Nian’s eyes brightened, "Really? You’ll really help ?"
"Yeah, I’ll help you."
Qi Nian felt a bit embarrassed; she had been bothering Yuran intentionally or unintentionally during this period, but Yuran hadn’t taken it to heart and still agreed to help her. Now, she really felt very embarrassed.
Her delicate face blushed, "Yuran, about what happened before, all of it, I’m very sorry."
"No need!"
Perhaps because Yuran hadn’t replied for a long ti, Bo Yan sent several ssages in a row.
[Only you can cure , will you co and treat ?]
[Now that you ntion it, I feel my heart is abnormal, I’m sick, and you have the dicine. Why not, shall we make it official?]
[Ranran...]
[Ranran...]
Sowhat embarrassed, Yuran felt so sha as her fingers slid over the chat interface, replying rapidly.
[Brother Seven, why are you either trying to trick or on your way to trick every day?]
[Bo Yan: Hmm? Isn’t this not tricking? Ranran, do you want to date? The kind where we don’t break up.]
Yuran: "..."
[Yuran: Brother Seven, I can’t have a proper chat with you if you talk like this. Can you be serious? The prof just called out because I responded to your ssage. I might have to call a parent later, Brother Seven, can you co?]
Bo Yan replied almost instantly, [Okay!]
...
After replying to Yuran’s ssages, Bo Yan stood up and walked out, with Xie Cheng watching him inexplicably, stunned for a mont, "Hold on, where are you going?"
Without even saying goodbye, he hurried out. What was he up to?
Bo Yan paused his step, without turning back, said, "Yuran said the school might ask to call a parent, she asked to co over."
Xie Cheng looked at him incredulously, "Bo ’’Great Actor" Yan, you’re really going like this? Don’t you think you already have enough on your plate? Are you planning to give the gossip columns even more material? Has liking soone rusted your brain?"
Bo Yan considered seriously for a mont, "Do you also think it’s better for to tell the public I’m in a relationship now?"
Xie Cheng almost choked, "Are we even talking about the sa thing?"
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