[The last chapter ended with a long kiss]
Wen Yuli struggled with his thoughts for most of the day.
In the end, we decided to wait until the children graduate before getting the marriage certificate and holding the wedding.
After all, even Principal Chen said that marriage is a major event in life and must be celebrated with a grand ceremony and blessings from family and friends.
No matter how selfish and despicable he is, he cannot take advantage of the children's love and blind admiration for him and bully others without restraint.
However, he took away Su Ci's household registration page on the pretext of understanding her family situation.
Young girls in their twenties, who yearn for love, often act on their impulses and never know when they might fall in love with someone else or even get married or pregnant quickly.
Even if she sometimes gets tired of the old, as she is not her boyfriend, but simply a teacher who cares about her students, he should help her to check.
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In the teachers' lounge, the other lecturers and teaching assistants were once again stunned when they learned that Wen Yuli had provided funds to require the school to overhaul and upgrade the campus network.
"5G full coverage isn't fast enough? He wants 12G surfing, right?"
"I heard his girlfriend didn't reply for ten minutes, so she blamed the network card for breaching the security. This is a big deal... well, let's just laugh it off."
"Who cares? President Wen is willing to be the scapegoat, so we just have to enjoy it."
"Hey, have you noticed that Professor Wen has been acting strangely lately?"
"What's so strange about that? Tell me!"
"It's obvious. He's been dressing like a pure boy lately, with a hooded sweatshirt, sweatpants, basketball shoes, and a youthful watch. He's trying to look younger."
"Uh... maybe it's to integrate with the student body? President Wen is different from our Saiyu. He can grab students' attention with just his looks."
"You mean, he drives a Lamborghini to work, wears limited-edition models worth tens of thousands of dollars, and changes his watch every day... and integrates with the student community?"
Some people want to speak but stop, and stop to speak but still want to.
"That's not all. The last time I went to see Mr. Wen in his office, guess what? He was there applying a facial mask and sunscreen!"
Good news never travels far, but jokes spread far and wide.
All the teachers in Jiangda University were silent.
When Principal Chen and the Vice Principal successively interviewed him and told him that his high-profile and extravagant lifestyle was having a bad influence on students, Wen Yuli showed no remorse.
"As everyone knows, I'm a professor of finance. I'm already working in this field. If I don't make money, won't that discourage students from learning?"
Principal Chen fell into deep thought, as if something made sense?
People are vying for Wen Yuli's classes, isn't it because he is rich and can make money by teaching?
Later, a check on the academic affairs system showed that Wen Yuli's class was indeed the one in which students were least distracted, playing with their cell phones, and whispering.
Either she was paying attention to his inappropriate daily outfit, or she was paying attention to one of the girls listening in the front row.
In any case, the attention is not far from the podium.
At Wen Yuli's strong request, he changed the location of his class from the studio to a large auditorium that could accommodate thousands of people.
The spacious space finally had enough seats, allowing many interested students to attend as observers.
But at the same time, the students' enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high. The seats in the auditorium were in short supply, and quite a number of people were turned away.
Professor Huang was indignant and complained to the teaching assistant for several days.
"Look! What did I say? He kidnapped your schoolmate Su just to satisfy his vanity and use her as bait to lure students!"
Wen Yuli didn't care what the old man speculated.
He does all this just to supervise the children's studies every day.
There was just one bad thing: the more spacious the classroom became, the more people would covet his children.
During a 20-minute break, countless people used the excuse of asking questions to try to strike up a conversation with the diligent and studious children.
"Buzz—"
The phone vibrated twice, Su Ci picked it up and unlocked it. It was a WeChat message from Wen Yuli with two confusing photos.
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