Old professor, "After class, everyone come to my office!"
"Such bad luck, Yuran, you really are my nemesis. Being around you brings misfortune to all of my past eight generations," Qi Nian said hurriedly as she sat down, her face filled with disdain for Yuran.
Yuran took out her phone, looked at it, and said, "Who exactly set up whom? Don’t you have any idea? And you still have the nerve to scold me? Hurry up and apologize to me. If I’m in a good mood, I won’t ask you to call your parents, and acting as your sister will be no loss to you!"
"Who..." Qi Nian wanted to say, who wants you to be my sister, but thinking about having to call a parent, she could only call Qi Younian, and her expression changed slightly, "I’m sorry, sister, please help me."
Such a sudden change in tone...
Yuran twitched her mouth, "Don’t randomly claim relatives; I’m really not related to you."
Qi Nian retorted stubbornly, "You yourself wanted to be my sister."
Yuran, "Who seriously wanted to be your sister? I just said temporarily, what are your ears for?"
Qi Nian, "I don’t care, I can’t ask my little uncle, he’s the only family I have left, I can’t let him be more disappointed..."
While speaking, Qi Nian’s voice even carried a trace of grievance and fear, and there was a shallow worry in the depths of her eyes. Yuran was just teasing her, but she didn’t expect...
She looked away and made a sound, "Alright, I’ll help you this time, but don’t behave so recklessly in the future."
Qi Nian’s eyes brightened, "Really? You’ll really help me?"
"Yeah, I’ll help you."
Qi Nian felt a bit embarrassed; she had been bothering Yuran intentionally or unintentionally during this period, but Yuran hadn’t taken it to heart and still agreed to help her. Now, she really felt very embarrassed.
Her delicate face blushed, "Yuran, about what happened before, all of it, I’m very sorry."
Perhaps because Yuran hadn’t replied for a long time, Bo Yan sent several messages in a row.
[Only you can cure me, will you come and treat me?]
[Now that you mention it, I feel my heart is abnormal, I’m sick, and you have the medicine. Why not, shall we make it official?]
Somewhat embarrassed, Yuran felt some shame as her fingers slid over the chat interface, replying rapidly.
[Brother Seven, why are you either trying to trick me or on your way to trick me every day?]
[Bo Yan: Hmm? Isn’t this not tricking? Ranran, do you want to date? The kind where we don’t break up.]
[Yuran: Brother Seven, I can’t have a proper chat with you if you talk . Can you be serious? The prof just called me out because I responded to your message. I might have to call a parent later, Brother Seven, can you come?]
Bo Yan replied almost instantly, [Okay!]
After replying to Yuran’s messages, Bo Yan stood up and walked out, with Xie Cheng watching him inexplicably, stunned for a moment, "Hold on, where are you going?"
Without even saying goodbye, he hurried out. What was he up to?
Bo Yan paused his step, without turning back, said, "Yuran said the school might ask to call a parent, she asked me to come over."
Xie Cheng looked at him incredulously, "Bo ’’Great Actor" Yan, you’re really going ? Don’t you think you already have enough on your plate? Are you planning to give the gossip columns even more material? Has liking someone rusted your brain?"
Bo Yan considered seriously for a moment, "Do you also think it’s better for me to tell the public I’m in a relationship now?"
Xie Cheng almost choked, "Are we even talking about the same thing?"