Chapter 521: Chapter 520: The Boss’s Mentality Is So Simple and Unadorned Chapter 521: Chapter 520: The Boss’s Mentality Is So Simple and Unadorned Xiao Huazun held his wife tightly and instructed, “Alright Qimo, you all should hurry and leave, otherwise Mianmian will be late for class.
As for you, take extra care of Mianmian, understand?”
Xiao Qimo nodded his head.
Qi Zhen turned her head and glared at her husband: Taking care is taking care, what’s all this about taking extra care?
“By the way, Mianmian, I asked someone to get a few tickets for the music concert on the fifth, remember to go with your aunt, okay?”
Qi Zhen took out several tickets from his pocket and handed them to Lu Mian.
Lu Mian thought about it and took them.
“Okay, I’ll go with you.”
Only then was Qi Zhen willing to let them go.
The couple reluctantly saw off the three of them.
Xiao Huazun was grinning from ear to ear, extremely happy that his son and daughter-in-law had finally left, yay!
After returning to Yangfan Hotel, Lu Mian first went to attend class at Yulan Pavilion.
Today was the first class after the holiday, and although she was late, Bi Jun didn’t dare say anything and instead was very polite in asking her to sit down quickly.
The classroom’s heating system was still off, and everyone was bundled up in their winter clothes, seemingly cold.
Lu Mian sat down in the back row.
At that moment, they were conducting an experiment, and the atmosphere in the class was relatively lively.
Zhang Yanyan slid a beautifully made card over and whispered, “Lu Mian, happy New Year.”
Lu Mian, curious, opened the cardaEUR”it was a handcrafted New Year’s greeting card, and even three-dimensional.
“Did you make this?” The girl raised her lovely eyebrows and flipped the card open with her graceful fingers, appearing to be in a good mood.
“Mhm…” Zhang Yanyan smiled shyly: “I know you don’t lack money, and I was unsure about what you like, so I made a greeting card for you by hand.”
Lu Mian nodded, placed the card carefully, and tucked it within her novel.
“I quite like it, thank you.”
Zhang Yanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiling as he took out an exam paper from his desk.
“This time I ranked twelfth.”
Lu Mian glanced at Zhang Yanyan’s paper; he had jumped from fiftieth in the class to twelfth.
Even though the class was missing more than ten students, Zhang Yanyan’s improvement was quite significant.
Lu Mian lightly flicked his paper with her finger, “Keep it up, next time you’ll make top five.”
“It’s all thanks to your teaching that I’ve made it this far.”
“It’s all thanks to Director Qi’s notebook,” Lu Mian waved it off.
“Director Qi?” Zhang Yanyan tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.
“Ah, it’s nothing.” Lu Mian laughed and quickly covered up for Xiao Qimo’s little secret.
Zhang Yanyan didn’t pry further, happily putting away his paper before turning his head and asking, “Lu Mian, aren’t you curious about how many points you got?”
Is this how a top performer thinks?
So unadorned and undisturbed…
“You came first again,” Zhang Yanyan couldn’t help but reveal, “Xiu Qian is still second.”
Xiu Qian, who was sitting in the front row, seemed to have heard them discussing him and turned his head to glance at Lu Mian, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions and some annoyance at himself.
He has tried hard enough, and Lu Mian seem to have not tried at all, and yet he still couldn’t catch up to her scores.
Sometimes he really wondered, just how much knowledge Lu Mian had in her brain that allowed her to achieve such good grades effortlessly, even when she seemed to not put in any extra effort privately?
Noticing Xiu Qian’s resentful gaze, Lu Mian narrowed her eyes, smiling with a hint of teasing.
“Happy New Year!” She waved her hand and smiled gently, “Eternal second place!”
“Hmph!” Xiu Qian’s eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head back again, holding back a breath of air.
After class, Xiu Qian followed Lu Mian, sped up his pace in an empty corridor, and stopped her.
“Lu Mian, did you go home with Xiao Qimo for the New Year?” Xiu Qian asked with a somewhat muffled voice.
Lu Mian nodded, “Yes.”
“Didn’t I tell you, he’s a dangerous man…
You don’t even know what he’s done, he’s not a good person!
Xiu Qian wanted to say more, but Lu Mian suddenly lifted her clear eyes, staring at him fiercely and with menace.
At the depths of those eyes, Xiu Qian saw the hidden killing intent…
Lu Mian smiled coldly, “I’m not much of a good person either, so I’d appreciate it if you good people stay away from us.”
Xiu Qian was at a loss for words and wanted to argue, but the girl had already walked away.
He shook his head deeply, his eyes showing worry.
Lu Mian left the Yulan Pavilion and soon found Ya Ling waiting for her at the entrance.
During class, she received a text from Ya Ling, who said she’d come to see her.
When she went outside, she saw a woman at the door, dressed in a long and wide woolen coat, wrapped tightly around herself, revealing only a pair of beautiful, delicate eyes lined with eyeliner and mascara.
Lu Mian silently walked over.
Ya Ling looked her up and down, and when she saw the bandage on her left hand, she chuckled.
“Mianmian, you didn’t crush your own Yuji Acupoint, did you?!”
Lu Mian didn’t speak, but her cheeks turned a bit red.
“Tsk tsk, I never thought you could get so crazy.
Did the drinking make you feel bad yesterday?”
Lu Mian shook her head, “Not bad, Xiao Qimo’s mom made me hangover soup yesterday, and I felt better after drinking it.”
“Tsk,” Ya Ling pursed her lips and smiled, nodding her head, “The wife of the Xiao Family Head, is indeed quite nice.”
This was also why she didn’t oppose Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo being together from the start.
Because she had learned from Ye Jinwen early on that the mistress of the Xiao Family was gentle and kind, unlike the conventional matriarchs of wealthy families, she might fill the void of motherly love that Mianmian had missed since childhood.
Now, seeing that Lu Mian’s face had put on a bit of weight, and her complexion and mood seemed better, she knew that Mianmian was happy.
“Then that’s good, I am also here on behalf of someone else,” she said.
Mentioning that someone, Lu Mian knew who it was, “How is Sikong doing?
Lu Mian remembered that she hadn’t gone to Sikong Jian’s invitation to the first snow, and he must have been quite disappointed.
Ya Ling shook her head, “He’s fine, he’ll get better.”
Lu Mian bit her lip without saying more, and rummaged through her pocket, taking out a beautifully crafted card and handing it to Ya Ling.
Without looking, Ya Ling knew what it was, pinching the Chu Kong concert ticket between her fingers, her eyes a bit dreamy.
Lu Mian raised her hand and adjusted Ya Ling’s scarf for her, “What’s wrong?
Isn’t this what you came for?”
“Mianmian…” Ya Ling paused, and pulled down her scarf, revealing her beautiful red lips, “Such a concert, Ye Jinwen will definitely go, won’t he?”
Lu Mian’s gaze flickered slightly, coughing lightly, “You decide for yourself.”
Ya Ling, holding the ticket, with something heavy on her mind, left.
Meanwhile, in another direction, two men stood quietly, clearly seeing everything at the Yulan Pavilion, including Lu Mian.