Love Purification Agreement

"Okay, so, are you calling because there's something you need my help with?"

Yan Huan smiled slightly and continued,

"That's right, Sister Shiyu, you should have received the email.

"According to Linmen's policy, the school has made it mandatory for students who haven't joined student organizations like the Student Union and the Discipline Committee to join a club. Sister Shiyu, you happen to be a member of one of them.

"This happens to be our responsibility, so I called to ask Sister Shiyu if there are any clubs you're interested in. I can help you get in touch with them so you don't have to bother running around."

Xiao Huan will always think about herself.

Ye Shiyu blinked, stood up holding the phone, and gently lay down on the bed.

She looked thoughtful.

Xiao Huan is the president of the student union, so...

"Then I won't join any clubs, can I join the student union?"

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Yan Huan on the other end of the phone almost couldn't hold back his excitement when he heard this.

Just do it in one step, right?

The problem is that the last time you, the hypnotist god, came to the student union, you almost got into a fight with the powerless Sakura Gong. If Ye Shiyu joins the student union...

So, he changed his tone and explained helplessly,

"Sister Shiyu, I nominated the management team last semester and decided on all the other members. If you want to join the student union, you have to wait for the next president to nominate you."

"Then Xiao Huan, will you be the next president?"

"Probably not."

Yan Huan hasn't considered this matter yet, but his intuition tells him that it's best to deny it at this moment.

"That's it"

Ye Shiyu's tone sounded a little disappointed.

Yan Huan still did not let the topic drop. He walked along the quieter side of the road and continued,

"But there are many interesting clubs in school, and the club war is coming soon, so it should be a grand event."

Ye Shiyu had heard about the club war, and she had been getting along well with Gongzi in her class recently.

Yumiko's boyfriend, Owen, is the president of the track and field club. She often mentions him, saying that he trains every day to prepare for the club competition.

"Xiao Huan, have you joined the club?"

"I don't have any. I already have enough to do. But as the student council president, I can visit the clubs at will. If you join the club, Sister Shiyu, I will come to see you."

Among the student union management, Yan Huan and Sakuramiya Hitomi are not involved in any clubs, while the other three all have clubs.

Yahashiki is from the computer club, as mentioned before.

Ashley is from the kendo club and seems to be very good at it. Yan Huan often sees her beating up other people when she goes to watch.

As for this guy Yu Anlina, she is a member of the Model United Nations Club.

She has a unique skill: no matter which country she is drawn from, she can speak a few words of that country's language.

He also made outrageous remarks such as "vigorously develop the global kangaroo sales industry"

It seems that she was kicked in the head by a kangaroo when she was traveling before, so she still holds a grudge against her.

"So, Sister Shiyu, do you have any special skills or things that you are particularly interested in?"

"Well, I don't have any special skills. I did join some interest classes before and learned some things."

Yan Huan was wandering around the gym entrance, and unknowingly walked towards the alley next to the gym.

"What did you learn?"

"Piano, guzheng, tea ceremony, flower arrangement, art, embroidery, and more."

"Wait wait wait, stop"

Yan Huan glanced at his phone helplessly and was about to say something when he faintly heard a familiar voice from the alley on his left ear, which didn't have the phone close to it.

"Click~"

That's the sound of a lighter rubbing against the fire.

"Has it been dealt with?"

This was a female voice with a calm tone.

"It's been taken care of, Sister Tong. They decided on their own. The one we sent last night, Linmen, will be sailing on the sea for about ten days before reaching Phnom Penh. Someone will pick him up there. As for the remaining one."

This voice seemed to be from the owner of the gym. Teacher Jiao Tan had greeted him when he came.

"Stop it, don't tell me. Just deal with it yourself. Bury it or burn it. Just don't let the cops catch you."

"Okay, I'll do it, don't worry."

"Okay, go back now. Tell me if you need anything in the gym. I'm going back now."

"Okay, take care, Sister Tong."

Yan Huan stared blankly at the alley on the side of the gym. In the midst of mist, he saw the gym owner smiling and going back through the side door.

Meanwhile, a red-haired beauty with a cigarette in her mouth stood up from the wall with sad eyes and her hands in her pockets, and turned around to walk out of the alley.

The moment I raised my eyes, I saw the handsome boy who was on the phone.

The two looked at each other, and the red-haired beauty froze in place for a moment.

Her red lips opened slightly, and the cigarette she had just lit suddenly lost its power and fell to the ground.

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After a moment of silence, Yan Huan immediately withdrew his gaze, turned his head away as if he hadn't seen it, and spoke louder on the phone.

"Okay, then how about I come and talk to Sister Shiyu about the club in person later? Okay."

He turned around and was about to go back to the gym, but the sound of high heels in the alley behind him suddenly accelerated.

It was like the beating of a trembling drum in Yan Huan's heart, causing him to suddenly change from a slow walk to a jog.

But before he took a few steps, Tong Yingying grabbed his collar from behind.

A force came, and Yan Huan, whose hands and chest muscles were in great pain, was pulled back into the alley.

"Boom!"

Yan Huan leaned against the wall all of a sudden, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously hung up the phone in his hand.

Ye Shiyu on the other end of the phone blinked and showed a puzzled expression.

Yan Huan's face showed a smile of "what a coincidence" again. He looked at Tong Yingying who pressed him against the wall and said in surprise,

"Ah, Sister Tong, why are you here? What a coincidence!"

Tong Yingying didn't answer, but just looked at him with sad eyes.

After a moment's silence, she suddenly stretched out her index finger and lifted Yan Huan's chin.

She moved her beautiful face closer, examining Yan Huan's expression like a judge.

In his eyes, there was a shadow that Yan Huan was very unfamiliar with.

"Did you hear anything just now?"

Yan Huan blinked and just stared at her red lips which seemed to have a little lip balm on them.

The lipstick is sweet, but it can hardly cover up the lingering smell of tobacco.

The dry throat surged, and for a moment, Yan Huan seemed unable to speak.

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The next second, the phone in his hand that had just hung up rang again.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

Caller ID:

"Sister Shiyu"

"Oh, this child eats so much. Come, give him some more rice."

Luoqiao District, Anle Home.

Anle's parents looked in amazement at the blonde girl across the table who was eating her rice with a spoon in her hand, with an expression of great surprise on their faces.

It's like recording a short video with a mobile phone and adding a line of colorful text.

"My daughter's classmate came home and ate five bowls of rice."

Anle also looked at Spencer beside her in shock, watching her eat up all the food on the table in no time at all.

"Hiccup~"

Finally, after finishing the last bowl of rice, Spencer put down the big bowl, patted his stomach and burped.

She didn't know how to use chopsticks, so she used a spoon to scoop up the vegetables and eat them with rice.

It just so happens that the dishes at Anle’s house today are all delicious.

"good to eat!"

"As long as it tastes good, that's all. Come to my house next time and I'll make you Ha An Le again. Go and collect the bowls."

"Oh oh."

Anle stood up, Spencer glanced at her and stood up to help, but Anle's mother said,

"Hey, just sit there and let Anle come."

"Okay."

Then Spencer just sat down, patting his stomach and not moving.

Anle's mother blinked, then covered her mouth and chuckled.

She carried the clean plates and Anle into the kitchen, while Anle's father stayed at the dining table wiping the table.

In the kitchen, my mother laughed and said,

"These foreign kids are very direct and don't play nice with us."

"Spencer isn't from Long Country, not even from Linmen. He can't even use chopsticks."

"That's nothing. This kid is quite interesting."

Anle's mother rolled up her sleeves and said to Anle,

"Alright, alright, let your dad wash it. When you finish your homework, go play with your classmates."

Anle nodded, walked out of the room, and called to his father,

"Dad! Mom asked you to wash the dishes!"

The middle-aged man who was sitting on the sofa was about to turn on the TV when he looked back with wide eyes.

"I have to wash it again? I cooked! Let your mother wash it!"

In the kitchen, Anle's mother's voice came leisurely,

"I'm not feeling well~"

"Go to hell, you're uncomfortable every day!"

Even though he said that, the uncle still stood up reluctantly and walked towards the kitchen while cursing,

"Bring the money from now on. 50 per wash! I want to buy a fishing rod!"

"Yes, yes. Come on, I'll make you some dessert."

Spencer folded his hands, watching Anle's parents talking in the kitchen, and looking at Anle standing at the kitchen door with a smile on his face, wondering what he was thinking.

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It wasn't until a few seconds later that Anle came over and said to Spencer,