The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 15 Self-blame
Sickness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like a thread, this sentence is really reasonable.

Song Yao didn't expect that yesterday he was still alive and well being the queen of nightclubs in the nightclub, but today he was sick in bed and couldn't sleep.

Originally, she still remembered that she had two classes to attend today, but when she woke up, she found that her head was heavy and her mind was a little unconscious. Just as she was about to speak, snot came out of her nose.

I thought that thanks to my youth, my good health, and the first aid measures I had taken yesterday, I would not get sick today, but unexpectedly, I fell on the bed.

"Miss, do you want me to go to school to ask you for a vacation?" Steward Chen stood beside her, his eyes full of pity.

Song Yao sniffed, "No need, I'll call the teacher myself."

"Miss, I told you to wear more clothes when you go out at night, don't drive a sports car, and even if you drive a sports car, don't open the sunroof of the sports car. You just don't listen to any of them."

Steward Chen tried his best to persuade him, but Song Yao didn't want to hear a word. What's wrong with driving?What happened to the sports car?What's wrong with opening the sunroof in a sports car?
Which rich woman doesn't drive a sports car?What's the point of driving a sports car without blowing the wind?
Chen Butler continued to yell for a long time, and finally left behind a bitter soup.

"Miss, the good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. You must drink up this bowl of medicine later, and the disease will be cured tomorrow."

Song Yao finally nodded, "Go back quickly, don't worry, I'll finish the medicine later."

She really didn't want to listen to Steward Chen's ink writing anymore. She really didn't have the strength to argue with him now.

Butler Chen left worriedly.

After seeing Steward Chen leave, Song Yao picked up the phone and called the teacher.

"Mr. Wei, I got sick with a cold today, so I want to take a class off."

Teacher Wei himself has a very good personality, so naturally he doesn't care about such trivial matters.

"It's okay, you can rest at home."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Everyone else could clearly hear Song Yao's nasal voice, but Teacher Zhang in the second class just didn't want her to ask for leave.

"It's just a cold. Why do you need to ask for leave? Don't you think that class is so unimportant?"

Song Yao was a little speechless, but still explained patiently.

"Teacher, I'm really unwell and there's nothing I can do, so I asked for leave."

"If you want to ask for leave, let me tell you, I won't give you this leave. If you don't come, I will count you as absent from class."

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Song Yao felt overwhelmed. If counted as absenteeism, five class hours would be deducted, and ten class hours would result in failing the class.

I have heard for a long time that this teacher is Miejue Shitai, but I didn't expect her to be so extinct. If it wasn't because she was sick, would she not go to class?

Cheng Yifeng took advantage of the time for class and came to the classroom early in order to see Song Yao.

This was the only class where the two of them interacted. He just wanted to hide in the dark and have a look at her, but he didn't expect that Song Yao didn't come until the class started.

He couldn't help feeling a little worried. Song Yao has always been very punctual in class. Why didn't he come after class today? Could something be wrong?
He's been haunted all the time, feeling like he's missing something.

When get out of class was over, a boy suddenly came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, are you also here to pursue Goddess Song?"

Cheng Yifeng was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, the boy continued, "Goddess Song is sick with a cold today, she is on leave, so there is no need to wait."

After speaking, he shook his head with mixed feelings, turned and left.

Only then did Cheng Yifeng realize that Song Yao must have caught a cold because it was too cold last night, and she shouldn't have been allowed to stand outside for too long last night.

When he was sitting in the car yesterday, he vaguely saw Song Yao chasing after him, but he didn't expect that he was wearing a coat, but Song Yao didn't.

The weather in late autumn was already very cold, and it was all because of me that made her sick.

Cheng Yifeng fell into regret, but he had no choice but to come to Song Yao's side and take care of her.

He walked out of the classroom door in frustration, and suddenly someone grabbed his arm.

"Cheng Yifeng, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here?"

Cheng Yifeng felt a little strange, and turned around to find that it seemed to be his classmate.

"What's the matter? Do you have anything to do?" Cheng Yifeng took a cautious step back.

These classmates of his would only throw all kinds of troublesome things on him, and never had any good things for him, so he didn't want to deal with them at all.

But he didn't know how to refuse these people's request, so he could only bear it silently.

Although this boy looks ordinary, he is very good at dressing up, so he is at the upper-middle level among ordinary boys.

"Oh, it's been a long time, do you want to have a meal with you?" The boy stood with him familiarly.

Cheng Yifeng just wanted to run away quickly, he slightly lowered his head nervously.

"I'm sorry, I'm going home for dinner, and I won't be eating in the cafeteria today."

Cheng Yifeng wanted to quickly reject the boy, but he didn't expect that the boy directly grabbed his arm and led him towards the cafeteria.

"It's great to have a meal in the cafeteria. I'm treating guests today. You can order whatever you want."

The boy didn't listen to Cheng Yifeng's words at all, nor did he listen to his opinion, he directly dragged him to the cafeteria.

After Cheng Yifeng sat down, he felt a little helpless, and he had no choice but to accept it if he wanted to refuse.

"I'm not very hungry yet, what do you want? Or you can eat first."

Seeing that Cheng Yifeng didn't have the desire to eat, the boy naturally didn't have to use eating as an excuse, since he didn't want to eat either.

"That's right, I heard that you joined the student union recently? How is it working in the student union?"

Cheng Yifeng understood in his heart that this boy should want to ask something, and it has something to do with the student union, but he is just an unknown junior, what problem can he help him solve?

"It's okay, anyway, I'm just doing odd jobs in the student union." Cheng Yifeng replied cautiously.

"Isn't it good to do odd jobs? It's so tiring to work. I heard that you are helping in the literature and art department. How is your work?"

Cheng Yifeng's eyes were a little cautious. This boy could be some girl who fell in love with the show, and he couldn't help him get the contact information.

"Okay."

"Brother, I won't go around in circles anymore, can you help me get the contact information of Goddess Song?"

After Cheng Yifeng heard this sentence, his eyes froze. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that what he wanted was Song Yao's contact information.

(End of this chapter)