Wen Xia: “…”

Then came ten long kisses, and she felt her mouth go numb.

Damn Qin Mo’s money increased tenfold.

She punched his chest, "Qin dog, you're a profiteer."

Hearing the word "swindler", Qin Mo felt it necessary to confirm it, and in a blink of an eye he pushed her onto the bed, "Swindler? Husband will satisfy his wife right away."

…

Qin Mo stayed here for three days. Except for the time when Wen Xia was in class, the two of them basically stayed in the hotel.

Don’t feel weird, it was the same in your previous life.

Wen Xia's pain was not only in her waist, but all over her body. Qin Mo felt guilty, so he booked a hotel for her for half a month when he left, as well as a lot of snacks and fruits.

After she hummed and moaned, she took the food and ate a lot of it, and did not forget to give some to the dean.

I have to say that you can really learn a lot from listening to some good teachers. At least Wen Xia has really learned a lot in this month.

Wen Xia had basically no problems answering the teacher's test papers for a month, and she could be said to have performed exceptionally well on the day the results came out.

Among more than thirty teachers, her grades were the highest - first.

This was beyond the expectations of all the teachers; even the principal of the school was surprised.

She's too young for that.

But they both knew in their hearts that she couldn't cheat.

Wen Xia's dean thought that other people's doubts were natural. After all, even in this school, it was difficult to produce one with a score of 730 or so.

It's even rarer to get a full score like Qin Mo's.

The principal called Wen Xia to talk alone. Compared with his previous indifference, his current attitude can be said to be very good.

He took a sip of tea and asked, "I heard you are a student of B University?"

Wen Xia nodded.

"Haven't you graduated yet?" the principal asked again.

"No, I graduated this year."

"Oh, are you interested in coming to our school?"

The principal added: "Our school is good in all aspects and is suitable for fresh graduates like you. You will learn a lot and the treatment is also good."

This school is really good, and many teachers want to come here. Wen Xia didn't think twice and simply shook her head and refused, "Principal, my family lives there, and I don't consider developing outside of this place."

She paused and continued, "It's the same wherever you are as a teacher. Just do your best."

The principal was stunned for a moment, and looked her over. "You are too young to understand the future. Ideals are ideals, but life is life."

When he found out that she was the wealthy person who donated a building to the school, he wished he had never said those words.

Wen Xia nodded. She understood all these principles, so no matter in her past life or this life, she was grateful to Wen De and Qin Mo for giving her a rich life.

She can devote all her energy to doing what she wants to do.

She is luckier than many people.

Many people have to work harder than her to be better than her.

Taking the taxi back to the airport, Wen Xia noticed that the dean looked at her several times along the way, as if he had something to say to her.

Wen Xia knew what was going on. She smiled and said, "Director, what's wrong?"

The dean glanced at her, then pushed up his glasses and said, "Why not agree? It will be good for you."

"Because my home is in Jia County, and my students are also here." Wen Xia said seriously.

Although I haven’t been teaching for long, I have developed some feelings for my students.

The Dean was stunned for a moment, then she smiled, "Qin Mo said the same thing back then. He was a freshman at that time, and many schools were competing for him. The conditions he offered were much better than those offered by Jiazhong, but he applied for admission to Jiazhong as soon as possible."

She paused for a moment, then said seriously, "You two are the best students I have ever seen. Your teacher Zhou also said so."

Wen Xia smiled, "Really? I thought you would think Qin Mo and I are the most troublesome students."

The Dean of Studies shook his head. "You all are a headache, then the other students are even more of a headache."

"But your premature love did give us a headache later on, and the principal even said it was impossible."

"I was also wondering who was spreading rumors and I must deduct points from them."

Wen Xia couldn't help laughing. She apologized earnestly, "Director, I'm sorry. I lied to Qin Mo."

The dean shook his head again, "What are you sorry for? You haven't let yourselves down, so this is the best possible outcome."

"You are a teacher now, so you should understand why the school prohibits premature love. It's not because we don't approve of it, but because students have no self-control and can be easily distracted from their studies by other things."

"We are experienced people, and we can only tell students the importance of studying over and over again without getting tired of it."

“I just hope they won’t regret it later.”

…

The two chatted all the way to the airport, and their relationship inexplicably improved.

It was already six or seven in the evening when she got home. Wen Xia subconsciously went back to her own home, which was her mother's home. She realized the problem only after she opened the door.

Wend heard the noise and came out to take a look. When he saw it was her, he softened and asked, "Why are you back?"

“The study is over.”

Wen Xia put down her suitcase and glanced at the half-eaten bowl of noodles on the table. She looked up at Wen De and asked in a complicated tone, "Dad, is this all you want to eat?"

Wend took a look and lied, "I ate beef noodles. I've finished the beef."

Wen Xia didn't believe it. How could beef noodles be so clear without any oil? But she didn't point it out. She touched her stomach and said coquettishly, "Dad, I'm so hungry. Is there any vegetable in the refrigerator? I'll fry two."

She opened the refrigerator and found nothing. She turned to look at Wend, her nose a little sour and a little guilty, "Dad, you have to take care of yourself."

Winder nodded and explained, "We just finished eating. We'll buy groceries tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go out with dad to buy it tomorrow. It's a good day off tomorrow."

Wen Xia stepped forward and took his arm, "Dad, let's go out and eat roast duck. Hehe, let's eat more secretly without letting Qin Mo know."

Winder hummed, and looking at his daughter's face, he found that the house was not lonely at all.

He misses his daughter.

Qin Mo knew that Wen Xia would be back today. When he came back at around seven or eight o'clock, he found that his wife was not at home and her suitcase was not there either, so there was no need to go back to his father-in-law's house.

In her previous life, my wife remembered going back to her parents’ home and her husband’s home, but forgot to go back to her own home.

I also forgot about her husband.

But he couldn't eat this vinegar.

If he eats it, his father-in-law will probably give him a bad look.

He went to his father-in-law's house, but when he opened the door, he found that no one was there. He must have gone out to eat.

He took out his pajamas, took a shower, and then curled up in bed waiting for his wife to come back.

Not long after, Wen Xia called to comfort her husband, "Husband, you haven't come home yet?"

"Yes."

"Oh, then come over to dad's place to eat roast duck. I'll pack it for you."

"I've already washed up and am lying on my wife's princess bed."

Wen Xia: “…”

She quickly said, "Please change your pants for me. I just changed the clean quilt."

His wife started nagging again. Qin Mo smiled and uttered two erotic words, "Take it off."

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