My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

272, Got the class schedule

Translator: 549690339

She kept her head down, didn’t look at him at all, covered her face with both hands, and directly ran off.

She didn’t even take the elevator, she went directly down the stairs.

The Dean of Discipline blinked, was too slow to speak…

“Dean Zhao.” A deep, unemotional voice suddenly rang out.

The Dean of Discipline quickly walked in.

She glanced subconsciously at the couch, then at the chair…

“What are you looking at?” Huo Jingshen stood there, his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, tall, handsome, and suave.

But his tone felt like it was coming from deep underground, unsettling.

The Dean of Discipline was trembling, “No… nothing.”

Huo Jingshen pursed his lips lightly and said simply, “Wanwan is quite low-key and doesn’t want people to know that she is my wife. My grandfather wouldn’t want her to use her status to get special treatment either.”

“I understand, I understand. Student Su Wenwen performs excellently both academically and in art, and she is so low-profile, such a rare good student.”

Huo Jingshen gave an arrogant nod, “Do you have the course schedule for this semester of the junior year journalism students here?”

“Yes, yes we do.” The Dean of Discipline hurried to her desk and pulled out a schedule from a pile of documents.

This chapter upload first at NovelUsb.Com

Huo Jingshen took it, stood there, slowly looking over the schedule with his beautiful fingers holding it up.

Time ticked by.

After about fifteen minutes, Huo Jingshen finally spoke, “The course load for juniors is still quite heavy?”

The Dean of Discipline explained with a bitter face, “This is because the juniors need to prepare for internships next semester. The journalism department is a bit special, as there is also a reporting activity at the end of the semester, hence it results in a heavier course schedule.”

“I see.” Huo Jingshen said, “No wonder she has been busy with studies lately, I have also been busy with work, hence I borrowed your office briefly to have a word with her.”

So that was the case.

The Dean of Discipline suddenly had an epiphany, “Mr. Huo, rest assured, I understand everything.”

She felt ashamed, for her own sordid thoughts.

“Hmm.” Huo Jingshen nodded arrogantly again, “I still have a lot of work at the company, I am leaving first.”

“Goodbye, Mr. Huo. Take care, Mr. Huo.” The Dean of Discipline saw him off to the elevator, ass-kissing all the way.

Only after Huo Jingshen had entered the elevator and the doors had closed did she realize that he had taken the schedule with him…

**

Over here, as soon as Su Wenwen arrived at the bottom of the first floor staircase, a figure suddenly flashed in front of her.

“Stop right there!”

Su Wenwen raised her head, visibly annoyed, “Are you insane?”

Hell.

This Lin Qiao, she definitely went to the office deliberately searching for her, and when she didn’t find her, she decided to wait here.

Such cunning, she really should go participate in the survival game of “The Story of Yanxi Palace”.

Lin Qiao looked at her, “Where were you just now?”

Su Wenwen was blunt, “None of your damn business.”

Lin Qiao reacted with laughter, “With the way you look now, I know even if you didn’t tell me.”

That tousled hair, that red face, the lips that were swollen from being bitten, the dazed eyes which were sultry, her whole appearance seemed to be swaying with spring vitality.

Not to mention how much more disarrayed her blouse was now, as compared to when she was last seen in the cafeteria.

“Wow, Su Wenwen, you are quite smart, tell me, who did you hook up with this time? Could it be…” Lin Qiao squinted her phoenix eyes, and then suddenly lowered her voice, “that photography teacher Di?”

“I can see your IQ.is quite low. Why don’t you go and charge it up? You are always having delusions, idiot!” After Su Wenwen finished cursing, she turned around and left.

When dealing with an idiot like this, if she didn’t curse her, it would be doing injustice to her identity as a little fairy.

That Di teacher, she did not even know who he was.

Lin Qiao pursued her directly, “Su Wenwen, you stop right there, Su Wenwen…”

Shortly after the two left, the elevator doors opened and Huo Jingshen walked out, heading to the parking lot with long strides.

**

“Su Wenwen, don’t think I don’t know what you are up to. Just now, wasn’t it you who went and complained to the Dean of Discipline deliberately? Just how nasty are you, you shameless…”

Su Wenwen abruptly stopped in her tracks.

Lin Qiao watched her take out her phone from her pocket, glance at it, and then wave it at her with a grin, “It’s the class president.”

Lin Qjao’s expression dramatically changed.

Su Wenwen answered the phone right in front of her, “Hello, class president, what’s up?”

Jian Shuhao was a bit surprised that Su Wenwen was so friendly, and quickly said, “Su Wenwen, are you free this Saturday?”

“Saturday?” As Su Wenwen said it, she deliberately looked at Lin Qjao.

As expected, her face looked even worse.

“I made plans with the club president for this Saturday at the Nancheng Hero E-Sports Bar for our first team-building outing, we are gathering everyone’s opinions now.”

“Yes, sure.” A free weekend, playing games together and eating; it couldn’t get better.

“Alright then, it’s a date.”

“See you.”

As Su Wenwen was about to leave after hanging up, Lin Qiao reached out to grab her, “What is Jian Shuhao asking you to do this Saturday? Tell me!”

“No comment.”

“You clearly have a guilty conscience!”

Su Wenwen looked at her, her phoenix eyes narrowed, “Let go.”

Her voice was very cold.

And her eyes were coated with a layer of frostiness.

Lin Qiao was frightened and instantly let go of her hand.

“Huh.” Su Wenwen sneered, “Lin Qiao, if you really like Jian Shuhao, then go and win him back. Don’t just grumble all day long and do nothing else. You lack appeal, yet you act like people covet your second-hand goods. It’s just disgraceful!”

After this, she could not bear to deal with her again and turned away, walking off with large strides.