Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Jiang Moxi noticed that the man deliberately emphasized the word "attend," her ears turned crimson.
But she still responded with a smile, "If Third Master Fu feels the need to attend class, I won’t refuse."
Fu Youhan narrowed his eyes, trying to read other emotions from hers, but at that mont, the elevator door opened with a "ding."
Jiang Moxi imdiately turned over and swiftly got off his lap.
As if nothing intimate had happened, she pushed him towards the private room.
Afterwards, she changed into her waitress uniform and resud working as usual.
Fu Youhan didn’t question her about her relationship with Fu Yiming either.
It was as if they were just ordinary custors and waitresses.
And tonight, the person accompanying Ye Chen was still not Yu Dingding.
An Yang, in a spaghetti strap fishtail dress, softly leaned against Ye Chen’s chest.
"Young Master Ye, I didn’t notice, I drank a lot of iced lemon tea!"
"Does iced lemon tea not taste good? How about I order you a cup of iced coffee?"
Ye Chen swirled his wine glass, his lips forming a gentle curve that could make any woman swoon.
"You’re annoying! I ant my period will start in a few days, drinking cold stuff will make my stomach ache."
"Oh, that’s what you ant. I’ll ask soone to prepare painkillers for you later."
The man’s uncaring attitude made An Yang resort to acting coy to ease the awkwardness again.
Jiang Moxi couldn’t help but glance at the two of them.
*She could hear the underlying aning in An Yang’s words, so she didn’t believe Ye Chen, who mingled with won, couldn’t understand it.*
*But Ye Chen faced An Yang’s coy behavior with only a sneer from beginning to end.*
*This reminded Jiang Moxi of the ti when Ye Chen took care of Yu Dingding during her period and personally made ginger and brown sugar tea for her.*
*Then she couldn’t help but think maybe Ye Chen did have so feelings for Yu Dingding.*
*Otherwise, he could have treated her like he treated An Yang.*
*But if he truly cared, why would he send Yu Dingding to such a place on the eighth floor?*
*Jiang Moxi couldn’t figure it out, when suddenly a cold male voice ca from behind,*
"Co with after work."
Jiang Moxi turned around in surprise and saw Fu Youhan’s cold black eyes.
She furrowed her brows slightly, realizing that Fu Youhan indeed intended for her to attend class tonight.
But she still nodded and left the private room with the tray.
After Jiang Moxi left, Ye Chen’s teasing ca as expected, "Tut, made up?"
Fu Youhan took a sip of his wine, "No."
*In fact, there really was no talk of making up between him and Jiang Moxi.*
*Tonight, he helped Jiang Moxi out but didn’t intend for her to repay him with her body.*
*But seeing her lost in thought while looking at Ye Chen annoyed him greatly.*
*Annoyed enough to want to ruin everything.*
"Then why do you still want to be with her after work?" Ye Chen continued to pry.
Fu Youhan glanced at Ye Chen’s nosy face, his lips curved coldly.
"Then why do you call her your dear but let your dear accompany soone else?"
"Can’t win against you." Ye Chen imdiately withdrew his nosy expression, sneering.
Later, he got drunk.
An Yang offered to take Ye Chen ho, but Ye Chen refused, insisting that his grass protector, Yu Dingding, took him ho.
In the end, the manager had to personally go to the eighth floor to invite Yu Dingding and take Ye Chen ho...
*
After work, Jiang Moxi got into Fu Youhan’s car as promised.
Arriving at Tianqin Bay Villa, Chi Jing tactfully drove away.
Once inside the villa, Fu Youhan went straight to the bathroom.
Jiang Moxi simply sat on the sofa, checking new ssages on her phone.
Fu Yiming sent the most ssages, mostly threatening Jiang Moxi to not tell Fu Youhan about the Skin Relaxing Pills.
Annoyed, Jiang Moxi deleted the ssages without reading them.
Besides Fu Yiming, there were ssages from Mu Wanting.
She sent a difficult calculus problem and then a screenshot from a livestream.
The picture showed Xiao Zhong livestreaming while teaching calculus, with Mu Wanting’s account "MM" comnting the sa question repeatedly.
Mu Wanting followed up with a text ssage: "Moxi, the Bitch Xiao definitely can’t solve this, you see he doesn’t dare respond to !"
Jiang Moxi smiled and replied: "Why is he the Bitch Xiao now? Wasn’t he God Xiao before?"
Mu Wanting replied swiftly, still on her phone.
"He targeted you, directly shattering the image I had of him."
Jiang Moxi replied: "He targeted , not you, don’t be so extre."
"Targeting you is worse than targeting . As they say, it takes a hundred years to share a boat ride and a thousand years to share a desk. I now feel like tearing him apart!"
Mu Wanting quickly sent Jiang Moxi another screenshot.
It still showed Xiao Zhong teaching, but the comnts in the livestream took a different tone.
"Teacher Xiao, MM student asked a question, please respond!"
"Teacher Xiao didn’t miss the ssage; he can’t answer that question!"
"Can’t even solve a problem posed by a viewer, yet boasts of being the best calculus teacher at First University!"
*Jiang Moxi knew Mu Wanting was deliberately making things difficult for Xiao Zhong.*
*She didn’t actually care about these things, but seeing Mu Wanting so fiercely defending her made her suddenly feel attending Technical College was not a waste.*
*At least she made friends who genuinely cared for her...*
Jiang Moxi was staring blankly at her phone when a familiar male voice suddenly rang in her ears.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Moxi turned to see Fu Youhan, dressed in a dark gray bathrobe, his hair still carrying a few water droplets, his eyes dark and deep.
"Nothing important."
Jiang Moxi put her phone away, contemplating whether she should take a bath as well, but the man leaned down and kissed her.
Before long, everything beca uncontrollable.
*Jiang Moxi only rembered being exhausted and dazed while the man seed to whisper in her ear:*
"Ye Chen isn’t right for you..."
*She wanted to ask him why he linked her with the big player Ye Chen,*
*but she was too tired, too tired to even open her eyes.*
*She took all her questions with her into her dreams...*
*
Early the next morning, Jiang Moxi received a call from Yu Man.
"Where did you go last night? Do you think this ho is a hotel? If you really don’t want to stay in this house, why not just move out directly."
Jiang Moxi, still groggy from sleep, didn’t check the caller ID before answering the phone.
It wasn’t until she heard Yu Man’s reprimanding voice that she realized she had answered Yu Man’s call.
"Last night I..." Jiang Moxi was about to make up an excuse for not coming ho.
But Yu Man interrupted her directly.
"I don’t care what you did last night or where you are now, you must co ho within half an hour to go to the cultural center with us to see Weiwei’s photography exhibition!"
With these words, Yu Man hung up directly.
Jiang Moxi stared at her phone for a long mont before giving a bitter smile.
*In fact, Yu Man only called her to make up the numbers at Jiang Weiwei’s exhibition at the cultural center, right?*
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