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Originally, Yu Meng could not hold back her laughter. But after hearing Shang Hui's words, the smile on her face disappeared completely.

Shang Hui couldn't help but laugh.

As expected, the problem of going to university was something Shang Hui cared a lot about.

"You've never been to school?"

Shang Hui nodded.

"The children of our Shang family never go to school. We have our own school."

"Home?"

"Yes, the Shang family's children have been studying in their own academies since they were young."

Yu Meng blinked. She had no choice but to admit that poverty had restricted her knowledge.

"So you never lived on campus?"

"I don't need this kind of nonsense."

Yu Meng knew that this was not the difference between them, it was just that Shang Hui was stubborn.

"If you were my student before, you wouldn't have said that."

Shang Hui sized Yu Meng up and down. He couldn't help but say to her, "What's so good about being your student. You dress conservatively all day long.

Yu Meng Qi felt stuffy in her chest.

"In school, the most important thing is the atmosphere of the classroom, not the clothes that the teacher is wearing!"

Shang Hui shrugged.

"They said the first lesson was ancient Chinese literature."

Yu Meng snappily asked, "So?"

"Why don't you come up and let me have a feel for the atmosphere in the classroom. Would that be better than going to class without clothes?"

Without clothes …

Yu Meng was so angry that she almost vomited white foam.

"How can you just say that you're going to attend class? I've already said it before, I'm not a teacher anymore. There's no way I can attend class."

"Let's go."

Without saying anything, Shang Hui dragged Yu Meng and headed towards the teacher's office.

"Shang Hui, what are you doing?!"

"Don't ask, just come with me."

Shang Hui entered the office without knocking, and walked in to stand in the middle of the teachers, asking: "A teacher of ancient Chinese literature?"

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses stood up. He looked as thin as a match, and his hunchback was also very heavy. He looked at Shang Hui and pushed his glasses up, saying, "It's me."

Without saying a word, Shang Hui kicked the man down.

Everyone in the office was shocked by the sudden accident, even Yu Meng was stunned. When she regained her senses and wanted to pull Shang Hui, it was already too late.

The middle-aged teacher lying on the ground had his glasses tilted to the side. He was clutching his stomach and rolling about on the ground in pain. It seemed that there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Yu Meng thought to herself, I'm really done for this time.

"This teacher was accidentally injured, so he needs a substitute teacher..."

Shang Hui had not finished speaking when Yu Meng dragged him out of the school building.

The two ran under the scorching sun, sweating profusely. Finally, they stopped in front of a milk tea shop near the school gate.

"Are you crazy?" Yu Meng stared at Shang Hui, "Beating up a teacher, the consequences will be severe!"

Shang Hui did not think so. He would even hit the police, how about a teacher?

"I just want you to be a substitute teacher."

Yu Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You really aren't fit to live in a commoner's world at all."

Shang Hui had been in a good mood the whole day, but now, because of Yu Meng's words, his mood became a little low.

"What's the matter with you?" Yu Meng could not help but ask Shang Hui when she saw his gloomy expression.

Shang Hui raised his eyes, when he looked at Yu Meng, a strange emotion seemed to float past his eyes.

However, in the end, it was replaced by an ordinary impatience. He seemed to be dispirited as he replied, "I'm thirsty."

"Then I'll go buy some iced milk tea." Yu Meng stood up and said, "I used to teach here, so I came over often to drink."

Yu Meng bought the signature milk tea for the house and added ice to it, making it the most comfortable to drink during the summer.

He brought it in front of Shang Hui, but he didn't pick it up.

"Milk tea in a plastic cup?" Shang Hui frowned, his eyes filled with disgust: Drink it with a straw?

This was the first time that such a common occurrence had happened to Shang Hui.

Yu Meng took the Sucking Monster out of the plastic bag and stuck it into the plastic cover of her teacup. The ice-cold milk tea along with the powerful black pearl made her face look as if she was enjoying the show.

"You really didn't try?"

Yu Meng did not explain any further. She only drank half a cup of milk tea at lightning speed, causing Shang Hui to be slightly moved.

He imitated Yu Meng and opened a cup of milk tea.

After taking a single sip, the frown on his forehead tightened.

"What is this?" His expression was as if he had eaten something disgusting.

Shang Hui frowned and was about to vomit. He never cared about his surroundings or the crowd, so Yu Meng quickly reached out to stop him, only to see that the black pearl was about to be vomited out by Shang Hui. Once the round object was spat out, it would be hard to pick it up if it rolled off the table.

Yu Meng didn't have any time to think, so she directly picked it up with her hand.

She closed her eyes as her small hands covered Shang Hui's mouth. It was obvious that she had already made her preparations for the worst-case scenario. )

Just as Yu Meng was waiting for that sticky feeling to appear in her palm, she didn't move.

Yu Meng opened her eyes and saw Shang Hui unbearably chew on it twice before swallowing it.

"You …"

Yu Meng looked at Shang Hui.

"Then if you don't want to eat it, it doesn't matter if you puke." Shang Hui kept making compromises, which made Yu Meng unable to bear it.

He was clearly such a high and mighty person, but now he was sitting with her in this milk tea shop that didn't even have enough air-conditioning. Drinking a cup of milk tea for ten dollars, no matter how she looked at it, it was completely out of place.

He was so disgusted that he didn't even want to put his arm on the table. He raised his hand several times, but only placed it on his lap.

This young master, who had been served since he was young, was not suitable for the lives of commoners.

"Let's go." Yu Meng stood up and pushed the milk tea leaves in front of Shang Hui.

"Drive to the Michelin restaurant you often go to. Don't drink this."

Hearing Yu Meng's words, Shang Hui decided not to leave.

He pulled Yu Meng's wrist and made her sit on his lap.

"I like this."

Shang Hui said as he picked up his milk tea and gulped it down.

"Sigh!" Yu Meng reached out to stop Shang Hui, but Shang Hui held his with his other arm, pressing his down.

"If you don't like it, then don't drink it!"

Shang Hui looked at Yu Meng, trying his best to resist the discomfort, to keep his mouth shut.

"Who said I don't like it? If you like it, then I like it."

Since Shang Hui was so stubborn, Yu Meng had no other choice. In any case, the one feeling the most uncomfortable was him. If he was willing to be stubborn, then so be it.

"Whatever." Yu Meng stood up from Shang Hui's body and sat across from him.

Watching him try to pretend to be relaxed, he actually drank his cup of milk tea with a face that could not be described with a single word.

Yu Meng heaved a sigh of relief.

They left the tea shop and walked down the street.

Yu Meng couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so stubborn? If you don't like it, you still have to be stubborn."

"I told you I don't like it."

Yu Meng couldn't be bothered to argue with him anymore.

"Sigh!" After walking a few more steps, Yu Meng's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at a white house not far away, and pointed at it for Shang Hui to see.

"That's the faculty apartment I used to live in."

Shang Hui raised his eyes and looked at Yu Meng's arm.

It was only five stories high, and the windows and windows were so close together that it was obvious that the structure must have been very crowded.

Shang Hui frowned, this building was even smaller than the villa he used to live in in Y City.

"How long have you lived in this slum?"

"What is the Pinnacle?" Yu Meng couldn't help but retort, "It's very warm inside."

"Show me."

Yu Meng shook her head.

"No, this is a girls' dormitory, men can't enter."

"What do I want to see?"

Yu Meng knew that it was basically impossible for Shang Hui to make him give in to what he wanted to do.

Helpless, Yu Meng found the manager to explain that a certain female teacher was quarreling with her boyfriend and was unwilling to meet him. In order to get them to make up, she brought her female teacher's boyfriend to the dorm to look for her …

In short, Yu Meng constructed a very dog-blooded love story. She thought that she would be able to move the housekeeper, but unexpectedly, she shook her head and said.

"No."

"This is all a single female teacher's apartment. Almost all the female teachers with boyfriends have moved out. Sorry, I can't let you in."

Yu Meng sighed, she turned around and was about to tell Shang Hui to give up, but when she turned back, Shang Hui was nowhere to be seen.

"Are you in charge?" Shang Hui had already talked with the auntie in charge.

It was only then that the dormitory aunt could clearly see Shang Hui's appearance. She was an old lady who was over a hundred years old, to think that her eyes would actually light up for a moment.

As Yu Meng watched on from the side, she couldn't help but admire Shang Hui's beauty. Even the ignorant female students and her son's mature old aunt couldn't escape his seductive eyes.

"This is the Ginza Gold Card. Treat it as I thank you for my girlfriend's hard work."

Yu Meng was stunned as she watched Shang Hui bribe the overseer.

The Ginza Gold Card was the highest class shopping mall in City A. As for the Ginza Gold Card, it was an identity symbol that only Ginza's top customers would have.

What does a senior customer represent? It also represents the annual consumption quota. It is even sufficient for a small amount of money to buy shares in a Silver Hill Company.

When Yu Meng saw the room manager, her eyes widened.

She picked up the gold card and looked around. This was the first time she had seen something this high.

"Look at you, you're so polite!" A young man with such a polite and elegant demeanor like you is definitely not a bad person. With one hand holding the gold card, the aunt gave Shang Hui a bunch of keys.

"There's a room number on the key. Look for it yourself."

There was nothing else in her eyes but the gold card.

Shang Hui thanked his and left with Yu Meng.

Yu Meng stared at the woman with the gold card in her hand, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Aren't you wasting your time by bribing a auntie with a gold card? It's not worth it at all."

Shang Hui turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Yu Meng.

"If you want it, I'll buy it and give it to you."

"Alright, alright, I didn't say anything. I used to live on the fifth floor. Let's go."

Shang Hui paced left and right at the stairs.

"What are you looking at?" After walking up two flights of stairs, Yu Meng stopped and asked Shang Hui, "Follow me upstairs."

Shang Hui frowned.

"Take the stairs?"

"Otherwise?"

Shang Hui looked at Yu Meng, then looked at the narrow corridor and the numerous flowery posters. He closed his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Shang Hui told himself that he could endure it. He had even drunk the milk tea, what else could he not accept?

Facts proved that there were still many things that Shang Hui could not accept.

Yu Meng had lived in this dormitory before, but coincidentally, no single female teacher had come to stay in this dorm, so everything was still the same.

It was just a little bit dusty and dirty.

Shang Hui stood at the door of the house, with no intention to enter.

"Why didn't you come in?" Yu Meng found a cloth to wipe off the dust, and turned to look at Shang Hui who was standing behind her.

"What's wrong?"

Shang Hui's eyes were full of seriousness.

"Are you sure you can squeeze two people into this room?"