The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Wenshan ran all the way back to school, and delivered lunch to Professor Yin. Perhaps the food he bought was more satisfying to Professor Yin. He was not looking for Wenshan to have other troubles, but just asked her to quickly write the lecture report. .

Wen Shan bit her lip and left the office, only to find that she forgot to take the invoice when she touched her pocket. That was more than 500 yuan, and she spent more than half a month.

When Wen Shan left, she kept knocking her head. Sure enough, she encountered Nalan Chunbo who was either sad or hurt. Is she going to look for the invoice and return it to her?

"Wen Shan." Wen Shan was knocking down his head and going downstairs, and Ding Junhui was on the face. "What do you do, you will see you hitting your head all the time."

Wen Shan looked up at Ding Junhui, on the principle of being friends without being lovers, and the relationship between them is also very good. Did nothing.

Wen Shan was standing on the steps with an unbelievable face. "Professor Yin asked me to buy him an invoice for lunch. I lost more than 500 yuan."

Ding Junhui sandwiched the textbook under his armpit, looking at Wen Shan's face with unreasonable health, "How much is five hundred, let me see if I can find it for you?"

"Forget it, I'll think about it myself." Wen Shan said, jumping up the stairs, mainly worried that this person would invoice to help her to buy unnecessary things.

Ding Junhui turned and followed her, "Forget who my brother is? He went out for a meal, and several of your invoices came out. He didn't reimburse. It's fine. I'll help you get this."

Wen Shan stepped down the stairs and out of the office building. When she heard Ding Junhui's words, she opened her eyes instantly. "Isn't it really troublesome?"

"Of course not troublesome. The deadline for the school's reimbursement this month is next Tuesday. I will give you this weekend." Ding Junhui said and patted Wen Shan on the shoulder.

"Really? Teacher Ding, you really are my savior." Wen Shan said with a smile on Ding Junhui's mouth, but because she was so excited, she twisted her waist and her face instantly languished.

"What's wrong?" Ding Junhui hurriedly took her wrist and looked at her with worry.

Wen Shan waved her hand, "It's okay, I just accidentally bumped it. I'll go back first, and I'll help Professor Yin write courseware."

Ding Junhui nodded, watching Wen Shan leave before turning back to the office building again.

In the car not far away, Nalan Chunbo held the invoice in his hand and closed his eyes slightly, but what lingered was her small face that was just excited.

Nalan Chunbo thought, he left the invoice aside and drove away from here.

After Wen Shan rubbed his waist and returned to the dormitory, he lifted his sweater and looked down. The waist was already purple, no wonder it hurt so much.

The main reason is that Nalan Chunbo suddenly appeared, and really surprised her, so it hit him so hard.

Why is she so stupid?

Wen Shan thought, put down the sweater and sat directly at the desk and reached out to open the laptop, let's work, so that he could not think about him.

If you don't think about it, maybe your heart will not be so messed up.

Nalan Chunbo, who left the school, went directly to the bank to find Ye Yuwei.

Ye Yuwei had just sent away a client at this time. When she returned to her office, she saw a man standing in her office. She slightly tilted her head, but she didn't speak. She waited for the sudden arrival to speak.

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