"I understand what you mean, and I will take care of this matter. Don't make trouble with me." Trapped her in his arms, the man looked at her with a pair of knowing eyes.

"Since I didn't plan to let you go at the beginning, I'm afraid I won't be able to let you go in the future." The man stared at her with deep eyebrows, and his anger was like a rolling wave that hit the beach and disappeared, "I will

I will try my best to avoid such things. If you are unhappy, you can lose your temper and tell me, but you will never be allowed to mention those two words again."

If you say something too much, you will take it seriously.

"Wanwan," he held her face and rubbed it carefully, "since I dragged you into this relationship, I never thought of letting you out again. Didn't you also call me a bastard?"

Huo Jinshen lowered his head, placed his forehead against hers, and smiled slowly, tenderly and affectionately, "I like having you in my life, whether I laugh or cry."

It's always fresh, and he doesn't feel lonely.

Mu Nianwan looked at him blankly, bit her lip for a while and said in a low voice: "Huo Jinshen, do you know you are really a bastard?"

Holding her in his arms, Huo Jin kissed her cheek deeply and smiled softly, "How else could I tie you to my side?"

…

Lunch was eaten downstairs in Shengshi.

She refused his request to go up with him, and instead went to the office he specially reserved on the 16th floor to take a look.

Everything was ready, just waiting for the staff to be fully recruited, Hongmeng announced the launch of "Allure", and she also announced the establishment of the studio.

After checking it out, she was very satisfied and asked the driver to take her directly to University A.

During the graduation season, there is a vigorous atmosphere throughout the campus.

From the moment Mu Nianwan stepped into the campus, people kept looking at her.

I experienced something like this not long ago.

However, at that time, I was deeply affected by the plagiarism incident and was mostly scorned and ridiculed.

However this time, adoration |, envy and jealousy, etc.

She didn't care about this, she lowered her head and sent a message to Chen Xuan saying that she had arrived.

I haven’t had a chance to express my gratitude to her since the last incident. Today she took the initiative to send a message asking her what to do with her things in the dormitory?

As graduation approaches, some students have begun to deal with their belongings.

Although she has not lived on campus for a long time, there are many related books stored in her dormitory.

I came here today to treat Chen Xuan to dinner to thank her for her help last time, and to deal with those books.

Soon we arrived downstairs in the dormitory.

After pushing the door open and going in, within just a few months, the scene inside seemed a bit like a world away.

Chen Xuanzheng packed a large bag of books that he did not want and planned to resell them.

Hearing the noise, he looked up and when he saw it was her, he immediately greeted with a smile, "Here you go, my things are almost sorted. I'll put yours on the desk for you."

"Look at what you don't want, and I'll package it up and sell it for you."

When Mu Nianwan went in, the dormitory was very empty, and one bed was completely empty.

She couldn't help but take another look.

When Chen Xuan saw it, the corners of his mouth narrowed a bit, and he explained calmly, "After the plagiarism incident, she never went back to school. She even asked relatives to come and pack her things."

I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to school again.

Graduation season was approaching, and the school gave her a major demerit for writing an essay. After ten years of hard work, it was not easy to get to where she is today. After all, she couldn't bear to ruin her life, so the school still allowed her to graduate successfully.

However, that stain will remain with her throughout her life.

This is enough.

Mu Nianwan looked away and hummed lightly in response.

In the past, when I came to my desk, most of them were professional-related books. They were of little use, so I simply sold them to her.

"You should sell them all."

Chen Xuanxi took it with a smile and stuffed all the thick books into another clean box.

Mu Nianwan raised her eyebrows, "Isn't it for sale?"

"Don't you know how valuable the books you have read and the notes you have taken are now on the campus network?" Chen Xuan looked like a money slave and took out his mobile phone to enter the campus network.

She did know that every graduating class would put things they don't need on the campus website for sale, but the prices were very low.

The school also strongly encourages this kind of behavior among students, so much so that it seems to have become a major feature of University A every year they graduate.

However, it is a second-hand sale after all, so no matter how high the price is, it cannot be much higher.

But when Mu Nianwan took the mobile phone handed over by Chen Xuan and looked at it, she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

She didn't upload any items, so all she saw were posts from junior students asking for her books and notes on the campus network.

And the price is as high as a hundred or even a thousand yuan.

You know, the highest price ever sold by a past graduate of A University was less than 100 yuan.

"You don't know, since the news that you are Yan Sheng spread, how many classmates in the school regard you as their idol. Even some students in our department went to buy "Chinese Studies" to read, and they couldn't help themselves. Since then, they have become

Your loyal fan."

"Because I couldn't contact you, many magazine companies came to school specifically to ask for articles from you. I met with them several times."

It is said that Professor Cao's side is even more terrifying.

Unable to contact Mu Nianwan, those people went directly to her professor in charge, Professor Cao.

I heard that some time ago, Professor Cao got a headache when he answered the phone and heard the phone ringing. He turned off the phone for several days afterwards.

She didn't know this.

She has never been to school since the plagiarism incident, and she never expected that there would be such a follow-up.

"When you were sixteen and entered University A with the top score in the country, you were the idol worshiped by many of your classmates. After entering the university, it only took you four years to complete your bachelor's and master's degrees. Your grades in each semester and all award certificates were

It's on the homepage of the school forum. Now not only your Chinese department students, but also students from other departments come to pay their respects to you when the exam comes."

Mu Nianwan: "..." She couldn't laugh or cry.

It is precisely because there were so many people who admired her before that so many people came out to criticize her after she was misunderstood for plagiarism.

Sometimes the better a month is, the more people like it, but at the same time the number of people who dislike it also increases.

Of course, once the misunderstanding was resolved and it was revealed that she was Yan Sheng, the number of people who loved her increased exponentially.

The traffic is almost worth a small amount of traffic.

"After I found out what you were talking about, someone else found out that the first time you submitted an article for "Chinese Studies" was when you were twelve years old." Speaking of this, Chen Xuan took the lead in spreading his hands and said, "I can't help it. In fact,

"You are too good", with a helpless expression, "Think about it for yourself, how precious your books and notes must be."

Mu Nianwan chuckled and shook his head, watching her carefully organize all her books and notes and put them aside, as if they were not just a few pieces of paper, but cultural relics inlaid with gold foil.

The first time she published an article in "Chinese Studies" was indeed when she was twelve years old. At that time, her writing was still relatively raw and not as sophisticated as it is now.

This is why everyone initially thought that Yan Sheng should at least have the image of a slovenly uncle with a beard or an elegant uncle who strictly adheres to the Chinese tunic suit.
Chapter completed!