As soon as Mo Yu entered the office, she saw the substitute teacher seriously looking at the book confiscated from her.
The other party had a severe look on his face as if he had understood the book's contents.
"Teacher, can you return the book to me now?" Mo Yu stood in front of him and said softly.
Chu Xiuwen raised his head and stared at her, his eyes unfathomable. The gold-rimmed glasses that were usually on his face were placed at the corner of the table. Without the frame, his handsome face was directly reflected in Mo Yu's line of sight, making her heart beat inexplicably.
It was this feeling again. She was sure she had never seen this face before, but what was this strange sense of familiarity?
"This book is the only one, right? When did you start to like to read medical books?" Chu Xiuwen's slender fingers tapped on the book's cover page, and his tone was lazy.
How did he know that this book was the only copy?
"Teacher, please return my things to me." Mo Yu didn't want to answer him, so she spoke again.
Chu Xiuwen acted as if he didn't hear her. He looked away from her and left the office with the book.
"Where are you going?"
Mo Yu quickly followed and asked anxiously.
"Come with me to someplace, and I'll return the book to you,"
The other person's voice came to Mo Yu's ears, low and charming.
...
"Teacher, why did you bring me to this place?"
Mo Yu had been following the substitute teacher at a distance until the other side led her into an abandoned building not far from the school's back door, she asked with some suspicion.
This building seemed to have been abandoned for many years, and almost no one would pass by this area on regular days. Why did he bring her here?
Before Chu Xiuwen could give her an answer, Kang Peng ran over from a dark corner.
He looked at Mo Yu, standing behind Chu Xiuwen, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Boss, there's a very tricky matter that you have to deal with personally. The German and Ming class seems to have to be postponed."
Mo Yu's hearing had always been good; at this moment, she had also heard what the other party said.
What was the identity of this substitute teacher? Why did this person tell him to postpone the lessons in the German Ming Dynasty?
Is he not a real substitute teacher? What was his purpose in coming to De Ming?
"Who allowed you to come and find me?" Chu Xiuwen's tone was cold, and the aura around him suddenly became powerful and intimidating.
"This subordinate oversteps and is willing to be punished. But Boss... That's a tricky matter. We can't afford to delay it ..." Kang Peng lowered his head and suppressed the fear in his heart.
"I think you've had enough of your comfortable life in China and have forgotten how you've been living with your head on your belt in other countries." Chu Xiuwen's eyes suddenly darkened, and his tone became even more sinister.
Kang Peng immediately took a few steps back, not daring to speak again.
Mo Yu looked at the two people in front of her, and the doubts in her heart became more and more intense.
The man in front of her was not just a substitute teacher.
"Who are you?" Mo Yu asked.
Chu Xiuwen's lips curled up slightly, and the coldness in his eyes was replaced by love. "Your future husband."
The sudden change in attitude made Kang Peng, standing to the side, look at him subconsciously, his face full of disbelief.
He had been by Chu Xiuwen's side for many years, but this was the first time he had seen him speak so gently to someone. Just who was this woman?
"I don't understand what you're saying." Mo Yu looked at him coldly. Given his status as a substitute teacher, she didn't get angry directly.
After she finished speaking and turned to leave.
"What, you don't want your things? I can give you a medical book that's even better than this if you want."
After Chu Xiuwen took her book away, he had people look for other out-of-print ancient medical books. Since she valued this medical book so much, she wouldn't refuse the more precious medical books he had prepared.
Mo Yu turned around and glanced at him lightly, "Of course, I want my book, and I don't care about your things."
She had long lost her patience with the man in front of her and just wanted to take her book and leave.
"Little girl, I'm your future husband. After we get married, my things will be yours."
Chu Xiuwen didn't get angry and approached her with a smile.
Future husband?
Mo Yu sneered. Did he watch too many TV shows that he thought of himself as an overbearing President?
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he was an overbearing President, she, Mo Yu, was by no means a little white flower who relied on a man for a living.