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“Wasn’t I giving you what you wanted?” Le Tian scoffed.
“Who… who wants to go to his house?” Wen Shan’s anger was fading, either because Le Tian was right or she was too angry.
Le Tian yawned. “Big Sis wants to go back to sleep, don’t disturb me. Please join your Papa Nalan for lunch.”
“Hey!” Wen Shan shouted but Le Tian had already cut the line. Wen Shan put her handphone away, fuming.
But why? Why had she ended up at Nalan Chunbo’s house?
What was there to discuss?
She clearly remembered the time when she had been chased out. She wasn’t dumb, so why would she want to discuss anything with him now?
The first day of university was rough for Wen Shan. The first thing that happened was her getting lectured by Professor Yin, who was furious because he couldn’t contact her yesterday. He wasn’t lecturing her out of concern, but because he wanted her to handle a student for him because he didn’t want to.
Wen Shan just stood there and took the scolding silently. How could she argue?
She couldn’t tell him that it was a personal matter. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She would rather just keep quiet about it.
Wen Shan hung her head and walked out of the office dejectedly. She looked up at Ding Junhui who was waiting at the door and sighed deeply. Ding Junhui waved something in the air and passed it to her.
“Did you get the receipts yet?”
“I told my brother yesterday. His manager brought these over, are they enough?” Ding Junhui smiled.
“Oh this is enough, this is more than enough. Thank you, Teacher Ding.” Wen Shan held onto the receipts and carefully put them away. “After arranging these, all that’s left is to pass them to the finance department, right?”
Ding Junhui nodded. “The maximum for a lecturer should be around five thousand. Please make sure you do not exceed that amount.”
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“No problem,” Wen Shan said, relieved. Once she got back, she could take out all the receipts and start saving up again.
Wen Shan thanked him once again. The scolding she had gotten before seemed to have slipped out of her mind and her usual happy mood returned.
Ding Junhui looked at Wen Shan who was walking away and smiled. He then turned around and went back to his own office.
Wen Shan returned to the apartment. She quickly took out all the receipts and began arranging them. She was thinking of the money she had previously spent. Finally, she could get it all back!
Beep!
The computer’s message system rang. Wen Shan arranged another receipt and opened the message tab.
[If only time froze when we first met: So how’s the new journal coming along?
Shan Shan: *Heart* Older Sister, you’re still thinking of my journal? You’re too nice.
Shan Shan: Recently, I met a crazy lecturer. I’m busy settling his things at the moment so I haven’t started writing the new journal yet.
If only time froze when we first met: Crazy lecturer?
Shan Shan: Yeah, he really is. I’m currently helping him arrange his receipts for claims.
If only time froze when we first met: Alright. Please do not hesitate to ask me for help. ]
“Ah——”
Just as Nalan Chunbo finished replying, he heard a loud screech. Nalan Chunbo stood up and walked towards the window.
Wen Shan looked at the receipts in her hands then checked the recorded amount. The lecturer’s flight tickets and goods cost five thousand sharp. This left her unable to claim for food and lodging.
Wen Shan sprawled onto her table, looking completely defeated. As if she had given up all hope.
Nalan Chunbo thought for a moment then walked back to his table.
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