After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"It's all done. Wen Jin had some doubts, but he still signed the contract."

"I was almost discovered when I was watching from the opposite side. When did this sister Jin become so alert? It's like she's become a different person."

"It's scary."

"She used to look silly, but now she's as smart as a ghost."

"Scary."

"Are you listening to me?"

Shi Jinghong walked into the elevator muttering to himself, and when he saw that there was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time, he asked a question.

On the other side, Shen Xunzhou hummed.

When Wen Jin was forced to be invited to get in the car, she only heard Shen Xunzhou say, "Contact me later."

"Back to school?"

"Yeah," Wen Jin responded reluctantly.

Shen Xunzhou glanced at the contract in her hand: "Rent a house?"

"Can I help you look at the contract?"

Wen Jin just wanted to say "No need"

It stopped.

In his previous life, Shen Xunzhou had taken over the Shen family business for less than five years and had already become a business tycoon.

People flocked to line up to eat with him.

Anyone who can receive his guidance will surely attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven.

There are only a few people who can ask him to help look at the company's financial reports.

Unexpectedly, the benefits that I didn’t enjoy in my previous life are now available to me in this life.

Wen Jin handed over the contract: "Thank you, Mr. Shen."

Mr. Shen?

Shen Xunzhou curled up the corners of his lips and was amused by her two words.

Wen Jin: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's very novel to hear these two words from you..."

"How novel? Haven't you heard of this in your previous life?"

Shen Xunzhou paused as he opened the file bag. His neck turned stiffly as he looked at Wen Jin with a slightly shocked look.

But he has always been a master at hiding his emotions.

It was held in just a moment.

"In the previous life?" Shen Xunzhou asked calmly, "Didn't Miss Wen drink Meng Po soup when she crossed the bridge?"

"I drank it," Wen Jin replied, holding his cheek, "It's probably fake."

"I'll settle the score with her next time."

next time?

There won’t be a next time.

"So you came to me in this life because you knew me in your previous life?"

Wen Jin responded ambiguously: "Maybe?"

"Then why don't you look for it now?"

"You said that the last time I dreamt that you killed me, could it be something that really happened in your previous life?"

Shen Xunzhou glanced at her sideways: "Maybe you died in your previous life, but I definitely didn't kill you."

"Mr. Shen is so confident?"

"I won't do anything to women," especially you. Shen Xunzhou didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Shen Xunzhou took out the contract from the file bag and took a quick look at it: "No problem."

Wen Jin stretched out his slender fingertips and tapped the numbers on the paper: "Look here."

"2500?"

"Don't you think there's a problem? Qiufengyuan is a high-end residence after all."

"From the contract, the other party has no intention of cheating you. The agent should have checked the property's background before doing business. If they are not afraid, why should you be afraid? Just live in it."

Wen Jin:............

The car stopped in front of the school.

When Wen Jin was about to get out of the car, he remembered something and slightly withdrew his hand from the door handle.

"Thank you anyway, although it's not what I asked for."

Bang———— The car door closed.

Shen Xunzhou looked through the car window at people entering the school gate.

The driver drove away and was about to turn when the person in the back seat shouted, "Turn around and go back."

"what happened?"

Shen Xunzhou glanced at the phone next to the car door and bent down to pick it up.

"I didn't take my phone."

.............

At school, as soon as Wen Jin entered, the deputy director of the department grabbed his arm.

"Come with me to the police station."

Wen Jin looked at the old witch in front of him and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have heard someone say in his previous life that the doorkeeper in their dormitory was the mother of the deputy director of the department.

Mom!!!!

No wonder.

"Why?" Wen Jin shook her hand off and looked at the students coming and going, deliberately raising his voice: "Is it because the dormitory aunt is your biological mother?"

"So I have to tolerate your own mother blackmailing me?"

The deputy director's face changed: "What did you say?"

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

More and more people stopped to watch the show.

Wen Jin continued to ask: "As a teacher, your students were blackmailed, but you didn't care, didn't help punish the bad guys, and even dragged them to the police station to release them. Are you worthy of being a teacher?"

"Student Wen Jin, you will be held legally responsible for what you say."

"Yes! It's not like I can't afford it. If you have the guts, sue me! Let's go to court and see who is lying."

The discussions around spread throughout the campus, even surpassing the sounds of cicadas and birds.

The deputy director didn't want to make things worse, so he held Wen Jin's hand in a flattering manner: "Student Wen Jin, let's go to my office to talk."

"Want to go to your office and have a live chat?"

"you............"

Deputy Director: "That's enough. You sent a woman who is about to retire to the police station and she has a criminal record. Her life has been wasted. You should forgive her and let her return the money and apologize to you. What else do you want?"

"What else do I want? Are you kidding me? You're a social parasite! Blackmailing people on a college campus! See if the other girls in the dormitory agree with you."

The woman was so angry that she nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, you won't give in, right? Then don't even think about graduating if you fail any of the courses in the future."

"If you fail a course, you have the opportunity to retake it. This is the school's rules and regulations. I can't graduate? Are you threatening me?"

"So what?"

"What a big tone," Shen Xunzhou heard Wen Jin's voice as he passed by the back of the crowd. He stopped and roughly understood what happened.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but speak.

A passage opened up in the crowd, and Shen Xunzhou, dressed in a neat suit, walked slowly towards them holding Wen Jin's cell phone.

It is obviously an ordinary university campus, but its aura makes it look like a high-rise building with oppression.

Shen Xunzhou has a meticulous and elite demeanor, and it is obvious at first glance that he is from an aristocratic family.

Not easy to mess with.

"Mr. Shen."

When Shen Xunzhou was standing outside and discovered this farce, he had already called the school.

The people from the management came over by car and jogged, and when they pushed through the crowd and saw Shen Xunzhou, their legs went weak.

"The Shen Foundation donates hundreds of millions to the school every year, just to let you hire people like this as teachers?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, all misunderstanding. It's not convenient to talk here. If it's convenient for Mr. Shen, let's go to the office to talk."

Shen Xunzhou lowered his brows and glanced at the deputy director: "Chat? You think you can be on an equal footing with me just because you have the money donated by the Shen family? You should give an explanation."