Chapter 97 Getting the Hair

Gu Qingyue was sitting at the head of the bed reading materials for the IELTS exam when her cell phone suddenly rang.

She opened her phone and saw that Ji Xingzhi had posted a research topic in the class group.

Ji Xingzhi: [Students who are interested can try writing it and hand it in to Gu Qingyue before school ends this Friday at noon. It will be delivered to Office 304, Building C.]

Gu Qingyue opened the folder with her fair fingers and glanced at the words on it. The more she read, the more interesting she found it.

Just as I was fascinated by it, a gentle and pleasant voice came into my ears: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Qingyue raised her head and shifted her gaze to the man's infuriatingly handsome face: "A topic proposed by Professor Ji."

Shang Yuze sat beside her and put his arm around her slender waist: "Will you write tonight?"

Gu Qingyue raised her eyebrows: "You want me to write?"

If she wrote it, she wouldn't have time to sleep tonight.

Shang Yuze's eyes darkened, and he picked the person up and carried him horizontally, striding towards the bathroom.

Gu Qingyue grabbed the door frame with her hands: "Shang Yuze, what are you doing?"

Shang Yuze looked down at her, an ambiguous smile on his lips: "Help Madam wash up."

Gu Qingyue clung to the door frame and refused to let go: "No, I'll wash it myself."

Shang Yuze chuckled softly, his handsome face full of tenderness: "You've been tired all day, let me, as your husband, show off my abilities."

Soon, the sound of water splashing could be heard in the bathroom, mixed with the woman's shy and coquettish voice: "Shang Yuze, keep your hands still!"

The man's hands wandered restlessly on her smooth and delicate skin: "Aren't I helping you take a bath?"

From the bathroom to the bedroom sofa, and then to the bed...

Gu Qingyue was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

The next day.

Fortunately, there was no early breakfast today, and Shang Yuze saw that she was sleeping soundly, so he didn't wake her up so early and packed breakfast for her in an insulated lunch box.

The second class was at ten in the morning, and Shang Yuze didn't wake her until nearly nine-thirty: "Yueyue, get up, you're going to be late for school."

Gu Qingyue was half asleep, her eyes still closed. She stretched out her arms towards Shang Yuze and said softly, "Hold me."

"Okay." Shang Yuze smiled and carried her to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, he changed her clothes, combed her hair, and carried her downstairs.

Gu Qingyue nestled lazily in his arms, too lazy to even move.

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After the video shot by Gu Qingyue, Xu Youning and Song Ranran won the award, Peking University promoted it on its official website, and Shang Group also reposted it.

This video is very heartwarming. It was released by Peking University, one of China's top universities, and with the help of Shang Group in promoting it, it quickly became popular on the Internet.

It attracted donations from countless enthusiastic people, and many volunteers came to do the work. Two girls were even adopted by a kind couple who had no children.

Time flies and it is Friday noon.

Gu Qingyue took the assignments submitted by the students to Office 304 in Building C.

She knocked on the door three times, and only after the person inside called out for her to come in did she push the door open.

Ji Xingzhi was the only one in the office.

"Professor Ji, I'm here to hand in my homework."

After entering, Gu Qingyue subconsciously closed the door. When Ji Xingzhi saw it, he hurriedly said.

"Just leave the door open."

After all, they were a man and a woman, and if the door was closed, he was worried that it would have a bad influence on Gu Qingyue.

Gu Qingyue didn't think much about it and put the collected notebook on his desk.

Because this topic was voluntary and was quite difficult, not many students submitted it.

When she lowered her head, Ji Xingzhi glanced at her head seemingly casually: "What's that on your head?"

"Where is it?" Gu Qingyue subconsciously touched her head, but felt nothing.

Ji Xingzhi stood up and pointed at the back of her head with his finger. He looked a little embarrassed, as if he wanted to help her but felt it was inappropriate.

"Let your hair down, or you won't be able to get it off."

Gu Qingyue instinctively chose to believe in a young, handsome, and knowledgeable teacher and took off the rubber band on her head.

Her thick black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and a leaf fluttered down.

"Leaves?" Gu Qingyue looked at the leaves on the ground, her expression slightly stunned.

But she didn't take it seriously. She bent down to pick up the leaves and threw them into the trash can.

Ji Xingzhi sat back in her chair. The man's bony fingers pinched her homework book, and a warm smile appeared on his face. "Your idea is very creative. Can you tell me about your thinking?"

For some reason, Gu Qingyue always felt that his smile was very kind, like a bond that pulled her closer to Ji Xingzhi.

That bond had nothing to do with love, but she didn't know how to describe it.

Ji Xingzhi took a stool and placed it next to him. She walked over and sat down as if possessed, telling him her thoughts and ideas.

Her hair was not tied up, just casually draped over her shoulders.

Ji Xingzhi's eyes glanced at her face uncontrollably.

If Gu Qingyue is really his sister, then this face simply combines the best qualities of his entire family.

There is no doubt that Gu Qingyue's appearance is definitely the most outstanding in their generation.

Gu Qingyue was talking incessantly about her views when she suddenly felt a pain on her scalp, as if someone was pulling her hair.

She paused and frowned.

Ji Xingzhi's expression was gentle, his eyes as bright as clear water: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Gu Qingyue smiled at him and continued with her previous thoughts.

After hearing this, Ji Xingzhi was full of admiration: "Today I have finally seen what true talent is."

Gu Qingyue scratched her neck sheepishly and said bashfully, "Professor Ji, you're too kind. Compared to you, I'm far behind."

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Ji Xingzhi suddenly changed the subject.

"How have you considered what I told you last time?"

"I...my master recently gave me another experiment." Gu Qingyue hesitated and refused, "I don't think I have the time. Thank you for your kindness, Professor Ji."

Ji Xingzhi didn't say anything more: "Okay, I won't force you. If you change your mind, you can tell me at any time."

Gu Qingyue stood up and said, "Professor Ji, I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute," Ji Xingzhi took out a bag of cookies from the drawer, "This is for you, thank you for helping me collect homework."

Gu Qingyue waved her hand and refused: "No, this is what I should do."

"It's just a bag of snacks, take it."

Ji Xingzhi's enthusiasm made Gu Qingyue feel embarrassed to refuse. She took it and said politely, "Thank you, Professor Ji."

After Gu Qingyue left, Ji Xingzhi opened his palm, and a thin long hair suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand, with a white hair follicle on it.

DNA testing is only possible if there is hair with follicles.