The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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"Isn't this because I know your true needs?" Lotte said with a serious voice.

"Who, who wants to go to his house?" Wen Shan was knotting his words, and he didn't know whether it was because he was hit or angry.

Lotte groaned, "Sister is going to sleep, don't disturb me to rest, and follow your father Naran to eat meat."

"Hey--" Wen Shan yelled, but didn't stop people, so he could only fold up his cell phone angrily.

But why did he go to the Nalan Chunbo family?

Talk?

What are you talking about?

She was so embarrassed that she was ousted last time, and she was not a fool.

But the first thing Wenshan returned to school was that Professor Yin had scolded him fiercely, because he could n’t be reached yesterday afternoon. Of course, the professor was not worried about her comfort, but because a student came to him in the afternoon, and He didn't want to deal with those students.

Wen Shan was scolded by him while standing, and he didn't mean to resist. Anyway, he didn't have anything to resist. Does he say that he has his own thing?

That will only give him a reason to continue to get angry, so it is better not to say.

When Wen Shan came out of the office with her head down, she saw Ding Junhui waiting at the door. Wen Shan snorted and watched Ding Junhui shake something in her hand, then suddenly reached out and took it over, "You got the invoice Alright? "

"I told my brother yesterday that his agent sent it to see if the amount is enough." Ding Junhui said with a smile.

"Enough is enough, there is more, Teacher Ding, thank you." Wen Shan said with a smile on the invoice, and then carefully put it away, "Is it good to pay the finances?"

Ding Junhui nodded, "However, the professor's quota should be at 5,000, you can see that it should not exceed this quota."

"Okay." Wen Shan thought, go back and take out all the invoices, and then you can reimburse.

After Wen Shan thanked her again, she lost all the scolding losses and went downstairs happily.

Ding Junhui watched Wen Shan leave the back, his mouth unconsciously hooked up, and finally turned back to his office.

Wen Shan returned to the dormitory of the vocational faculty, first found all the previous invoices, then found the waste paper and began to paste invoices, thinking that the money he spent could finally come back soon, and I would be happy to think .

"Ding Ding Ding—" Wen Shan clicked on the black screen page while organizing the invoice while hearing the news from the computer.

[If life is only as it first appeared: How about the new paper?

Too long to come: more than heart, sister, you still think about my paper, you are so good.

Too long to come: I recently met a perverted professor who is now helping him with things and has not yet written a new paper.

If life is only as we saw it: Professor Pervert?

Long overdue: Yes, Professor Abnormal, who is now helping him get the invoice.

If life is only as we saw it: Well, if you need help, you can tell me. 】

"what--"

Nalan Chunbo had just spoken over, and he heard the screams on the opposite side. Nalan Chunbo subconsciously got up and walked to the window.

Wen Shan looked at the invoice in her hand, and then looked at the data she had just recorded. The professor's air ticket plus special products, just 5,000 yuan, did not leave her the amount of reimbursement for meals.

Wen Shan was lying on the table, and the whole person was completely unrequited.

Nalan Chunbo thought about it and returned to the table again.

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