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three fires
The next morning.
“What are you up to now?” Su Wanwan was roused from her sleepy state by Huo Jingshen.
Huo Jingshen asked, “Baby, do you have classes this morning?” “I do, I do, I do!” Su Wanwan replied, angrily scratching at him.
Wincing from the sudden back pain, Huo Jingshen narrowed his eyes, his gaze a mix of danger and warning, “You’re not lying to ?”
“No! Lying! To you!” Su Wanwan gritted her teeth.
If it weren’t for Li Mochou’s English class this morning, how she wished she could skip classes…
Right, what about the reflection essay you were supposed to write!” Su Wanwan suddenly rembered this important task, “You didn’t forget about it did you?” ’
Huo Jingshen:
He truly had forgotten.
However…
“I finished it. I’ll send it to you once I get to the office.” After delivering his lie with a straight face, Huo Jingshen added, “And send your class schedule later.”
Su Wanwan:”…”
Send you my class schedule?
So you can keep track of my schedule and be properly sadistic?
Hmph!
I’d be a fool to send it to you!
*
*
Because he dropped Su Wanwan off at school, Huo Jingshen arrived at the office before nine o’clock once again today.
As a president who always arrives early to work, it keeps everyone at Huo Yuan Group on their toes.
While waiting for only a few seconds for the private elevator, business suit clad executives and employees are standing there, anxiously, on thin ice.
Finally, the president’s exclusive elevator arrived, and Huo Jingshen walked in.
He was dressed in a handmade high-end black suit, a snow-white shirt free of any speck of dust and a neat, aloof dark blue tie. He looked sohow., splendidly radiant.
He gave a slight nod, and the elevator doors closed.
A commotion erupted outside the elevator:
“What’s up with President Huo lately?”
“He cos to the company before nine o’clock every day, so much pressure!”
“He’s not going to run another company discipline overhaul, right?”
Didn’t he just lay off a bunch of employees a while ago?”
Can’t help it, a new official likes to show his authority!”
“Terrible…”
*
*
50th floor.
Huo Jingshen stepped out of the elevator.
As he was passing by the secretary’s office, his tall figure abruptly stopped. “President Huo, good morning.” Ji Jie imdiately got up and greeted him respectfully.
With a slight raise of his handso eyebrows, Huo Jingshen opened his thin hps, “Write a 3000-word reflection report and send it to my mailbox in an hour.”
“Huh? Ref…Reflection report?”
Huo Jingshen acknowledged with a noble nod, “Recently, you’ve been slacking off in your work.”
Ji Jie blurted out, “President Huo, I apologize, I shouldn’t have played gas during work hours.”
Even though it was just past nine in the morning.
Huo Jingshen looked at him, his black eyes narrowing.
Playing gas?
Sneaking ga snacks into the office first thing in the morning? His handso face suddenly darkened, “4000 words, send it to my mailbox once you’re done.”
After saying that, he turned around and left in his usual aloof manner.
Ji Jie rapidly picked up his phone.
Because Huo Jingshen suddenly showed up, he hadn’t been able to check his screen after parachuting, now the screen was black… he was dead.
Damn, does President Huo have x-ray vision?
He could see him playing gas from the door all the way across to his desk?
The next second, he suddenly spun around: “Who ratted out!”
The group of female secretaries exchanged glances.
*
*
Nancheng University.
Su Wanwan walked into the classroom and had just sat down.
“Su Wanwan.” A chubby girl suddenly ca over, “Can you dance?”
“Why?”
“There’s a welco party coming up at school, and our class has to present two performances, you…”
“I’m not participating.” Su Wanwan stated firmly, completely unaware that…
“No way, Lin Qiao insists that you, as a new student, must actively participate in class activities.”
Su Wanwan:
It was that bitch Lin Qiao again!
All day long, she wouldn’t be happy unless she stirred up so trouble, right? “If you can’t dance, we can perform sothing else, it’s just that there are too many mmi-chorus performances, and as for the skits, I’m afraid we won’t have enough ti to rehearse and morize the lines…”
Just then, her phone rang, and Su Wanwan quickly said, “Okay, you guys decide, just keep it simple.”
“Okay, my na is Zhao Qianqian, I’m the class life committee mber let’s discuss this together after class.”
“…Okay.” Su Wanwan felt helpless.
After Zhao Qianqian left, she quickly picked up her phone.
It was a WeChat ssage from Mo Weiyi.
[Wanwan, I’ll co to the school to find you this afternoon.]
*
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Lishui Bay, Mo’s residence.
Sitting on the living room sofa, Mo Weiyi put down her phone.
The maid called out, “Miss, I’ll go upstairs to tidy up the room.”
“Wait a minute.”
Jiang Auntie turned around.
Mo Weiyi brushed her curly hair, her loose beige knitted top and orange long skirt made her look lazy yet sweet, “There’s no need to clean up today, accompany to the school later.”
Jiang Auntie nodded, “Alright.”
After a while, Xiao Yebai descended the stairs.
He was tall and slender, impeccably dressed in a sharp black suit, without a single wrinkle, and paired with his scholarly glasses, his face was handso but cold, exuding a certain keep-away vibe.
Except, of course, when he was with Mo Weiyi.
“Xiaobai.” Her soft voice cooed, “Co and carry your wife to breakfast.”
Xiao Yebai ca over, and while carrying her, his deep, clear voice asked, “Why are you up so early today?”
“To have breakfast with you!”
Xiao Yebai:”….”
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