The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

If?

“If as in If You?” Wen Shan asked hesitantly.

“Should be. Why, do you know him?” Her lecturer looked at Wen Shan’s expression curiously. He wasn’t sure if she was excited or feeling something else.

“Ah!” Wen Shan shouted suddenly. “Could it be the International Journal Competition mathematics team’s If?”

That was another person besides Nalan Chunbo that Wen Shan idolized.

It was just that the mathematics team had so many people constantly putting out good video conferences, with the exception of If.

Wen Shan figured that he might be someone who was physically ugly, since he had never shown his face.

That’s why she had decided to love that super handsome Nalan Chunbo.

Nalan Chunbo?

Wen Shan shook her head. She had promised not to think of him.

“You actually followed up with the mathematics team? I only know Jack.”

“Jack is too dark-skinned, he doesn’t suit my beauty,” Wen Shan said agitatedly.

“Don’t worry, Teacher, I’ll do a good job with this. Please remember to say good things about me to Dean Fang.”

Her lecturer sighed and massaged his temples as she ran out of his office happily. How nice it was to be young and full of energy. She had followed him for so many years, and the little tiger sure knew how to persevere.

Of course, this excluded that time where he couldn’t find her for a very long time.

Wen Shan accidentally bumped into the mathematics team’s Ding Junhui as she was running out of the office. Wen Shan apologized immediately and bent over to help him pick up his books. “I’m so sorry, Teacher Ding.”

Ding Junhui was not angry at all. By the time he had bent down, Wen Shan had already picked up most of the books and she passed them all to him as he straightened his back.

“No problem, what were you doing in such a rush?” Ding Junhui asked.

Not far away, the man who was following President Fang into his office stepped back into the corridor to watch them.

Wen Shan scratched her head as she said, “Teacher just told me that I was assigned to be Lecturer Yin’s assistant. I was going to go prepare for classes.”

“Lecturer Yin? Your department’s infamous Lecturer Yin?” Ding Junhui frowned. It was obvious that he was worried.

“Ya, that’s him. Teacher Ding, I’ll have to excuse myself. I need to get ready.” Wen Shan said and sped off.

“Wen Shan!” Ding Junhui shouted but gave up in the end and went back into his office.

“If?” President Fang turned to glance at Nalan Chunbo who was standing in front of the door.

Nalan Chunbo turned back to him and walked into the president’s office. “This office seems to be quite happening.”

“The little monkey just now? That is Wen Shan.” President Fang laughed as he said.

Little Monkey?

Nalan Chunbo smiled a little. The old Wen Shan was indeed similar to one.

“There was another lecturer there.”

“Ah, that is Ding Junhui, he’s a mathematics teacher. He just got promoted to assistant professor. The man’s a bit of a genius.” President Fang spoke while gesturing for Nalan Chunbo to take a seat. “If I had known that you were in B City, I would have invited you earlier.”

Ding Junhui.

Nalan Chunbo’s gaze went distant. He was definitely an admirer. He was willing to drive all the way to the Villa, late in the night, just to fetch her. And the way he looked at her made Nalan Chunbo feel somewhat… uncomfortable.