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Chapter 686: Look at this test paper, is it passing or failing? (59)

Min Xiuze would never tell her what their past conflict was, nor would he ever. Song Zhishu hadn't even considered that possibility when she asked.

But as long as he's happy, that's all that matters. Anyway, she wants to eat rolled noodles too.

Xia Zi, graceful and charming, organized and distributed the recent exam scores for each student (both arts and sciences) and filled out the subject selection forms before taking a short break. The mid-term exams would be around the start of the new semester, Song Zhishu's first major exam since she arrived. Three high schools were taking the exams simultaneously, and different teachers would be assigned to proctor them. Song Zhishu wasn't exactly a teacher in the strictest sense, and she lacked experience, so proctoring wasn't a concern for her. Her only worry was Min Xiuzhe, as this was also his first major exam before he would be reassigned to a different class. After the break, Min Xiuzhe habitually waited until everyone had left the classroom before slowly packing his things. Song Zhishu followed him closely, anxiously telling him not to be too stressed, and that no matter how he did on the exam, he was still her precious baby.

Upon hearing her "good baby," Min Xiu's eyebrows twitched violently. He couldn't understand how Song Zhishu managed to utter those three earth-shattering words.

He always played the role of "uh-huh," because if he didn't respond, Song Zhishu would only become more and more long-winded.

Upon reaching the door, Min Xiu suddenly stopped, facing Song Zhishu who was still frowning and meticulously listing the key points of the exam. The icy expression between his brows softened slightly, but only slightly, so much so that it was barely visible.

"Now, don't follow me."

"Danger."

After leaving behind a few words, Min Xiu left at a speed that was unusually fast for him, disappearing into the crowd in just a few moments.

She could only stare blankly. Unlike the quiet night, the streets were now bustling with people. To the parents who knew her, she was just a dedicated and caring teaching assistant, but if they saw that she and Min Xiuzhe maintained a teacher-student relationship outside of class, she would inevitably be criticized and even targeted.

Song Zhishu pursed her lips, unable to describe her feelings.

She walked along the street, watching the bustling crowd and listening to the cacophony of people. She casually kicked a pebble aside, and stopped in front of a pair of shiny leather shoes.

It was clearly quite valuable. She looked up, about to apologize, when she was met with a handsome, harmless face that also hinted at a sinister aura.

She instinctively disliked this man, hastily said "sorry," and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, the man blocked her way; his sickly, pale skin sent a chill down her spine even in the summer sun.

He habitually licked his lips, looking at the cold-faced girl in front of him.

"Miss Song, you slapped me in the face last time, will you do me the honor this time?" Zhang Luo

The name came to her mind almost immediately. Her heart tightened, but her expression remained aloof and apologetic: "I'm sorry, I have something to attend to."

She turned to leave, but the stiff-looking extra in a black suit blocked her way.

Looking at the man's cold and disdainful attitude, Song Zhishu really wanted to slap him.

She knew that in this small place, nothing could stop this man, just like An Zheng.

No, An Zheng is many times better than him.

Suppressing her anger, Song Zhishu also wanted to see what this person was thinking, and quickly got into the car.

Of course, even if she left directly, Zhang Luo would have a thousand ways to fulfill his wish.

Zhang Luo liked obedient people. He smiled, his handsome face becoming even more attractive. He got into the passenger seat and told the man to drive. The car was luxuriously decorated, bright and shiny. Even the cheapest trinkets were beyond Song Zhishu's means. But after getting in the car, she looked listless, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was pondering his intentions.

In the original text, although Min Xiuzhe's sabotage on Zhang Luo was almost as devastating as Zhang Luo's fate, that's a story for later. For this trip, Zhang Luo simply wanted to play around with An Zheng and incidentally developed an interest in Xiao Lewei. As for Min Xiuzhe, in his early eyes, he was nothing more than a small-time, ignorant, and unambitious hoodlum from a remote corner of the country. He wasn't even worth his attention, let alone a mere teaching assistant like her.

Song Zhishu became increasingly agitated, so she simply closed her eyes to rest.

Zhang Luo had assumed she would look around and examine his car.

Although it's not really worth much money, in this place it's an incredibly expensive luxury car.

Thinking of her background, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. A poor but ambitious college student.

Song Zhishu accepted his undisguised scrutinizing gaze, inwardly scoffing.

You idiot, when I was the young lady of the Song family, your beat-up car couldn't even get in front of me.

He chose the best restaurant in the area and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, for inviting you to such a poor restaurant. If possible, I hope to have the opportunity to enjoy my family's high-class restaurant in Kyoto with you."

You're just filling your mother's cup!

Song Zhishu gave a perfunctory, fake smile: "Please be sure to forget me."

She was practically screaming "I'm impatient!" on her face, but she still tried to remain calm: "Sir, we've never met before, yet you've invited me twice. Is there something important you need?"

Zhang Luo slowly took a sip of tea and smiled, "No, it's just that I hit it off with Miss Song at first sight." You should hit it off with Teacher Xiao, you idiot.

Song Zhishu didn't touch her chopsticks, her lips devoid of any warmth: "It's my honor, but please don't disturb my life too much. I'm naturally aloof and don't like being close to people."

She paused, took a sip of water as a sign of courtesy, and then went out.

Zhang Luo leaned back lazily on the stool and chuckled indistinctly.

According to the investigation, she was indeed aloof and unapproachable when she was in college, but after entering that lousy school, she became even more smug and charming towards those good-for-nothing hooligans.

Song Zhishu was filled with displeasure, but when he arrived at the door, he saw Min Xiuzhe, who had a very low profile.

He stood there, somewhat unreal, but Song Zhishu recognized him at a glance.

The unpleasantness and slight fear vanished in an instant. Song Zhishu skipped and hopped towards him, asking, "Xiao Min, how did you know I was here?!"

Are you worried that I'll come to pick me up?

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhishu sensed a faint murderous aura.

...Oh, he must have just come back from threatening someone.

Min Xiuze no longer needs to make any major moves; he has practically taken over all the storefronts in this area.

"Just passing by? You saw me?"

She asked uncertainly.

Min Xiu did not answer, but stared at him intently. Suddenly, he lifted his eyelids and glanced quickly and casually at something upstairs, then said without any emotion, "They have everything."

"go back."