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Ye Yuwei responded to his complaints half-heartedly and was so drowsy that she fell asleep. She was extremely exhausted and had no energy left to comfort a sulking Gu Juexi.
Gu Juexi glanced at the woman in his arms. Her breathing was slow and steady. He wanted to continue talking but sighed, deciding against it. He hugged her and eventually went to sleep too.
B City, University Student Residence.
Wen Shan was the only occupant in the Ph.D. student residence.
At the moment, both ladies had a facial mask on. One was lying on the bed watching a show on television with her legs crossed while the other was crouching in front of her computer editing her doctoral thesis.
“I told you before, take your thesis and go meet your Papa Nalan. It’s a great excuse,” Xiao Yaojing said, her eyes on the television.
Wen Shan leaned back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling. “My doctoral thesis is about electromagnetics, he is in the mathematics field. Maybe he can help with the physics, the formulas, the derivation and such, but not the thesis. Besides, I don’t have his number.”
Xiao Yaojing tutted, her eyes were still glued to the show, “I think you’re just not that into him. If you really like him, why would you care if he knows or doesn’t? If he really doesn’t know, you can just say, ‘Hey, I thought you are very intelligent, this should be a piece of cake for you, right?’ Are you so dull?”
Wen Shan stood up from the chair abruptly. She removed the mask, ran to the bed and bent over by the bedside. “Hey, if I call Sister Yuwei to ask for Papa Nalan’s number, do you think she will give it to me?”
Xiao Yaojing listened to her and tapped the watch on her wrist. “Try if you dare. Based on your Brother Gu’s veteran-style daily routine, he would already be asleep at this hour. If you wake him up—”
“Erm—I think I’ll wait until tomorrow.” Wen Shan didn’t have to imagine it, simply hearing what Xiao Yaojing said was enough to make her blood run cold. “Sister Jing, do you think I’m being shamelessly bold?”
Xiao Yaojing removed her mask, sat upright like a lady boss and looked at Wen Shan. “Listen, when I went after Lu Qichuan, THAT was shamelessly bold, do you know why? Because he didn’t like me, not one bit. I knew that but I still pestered him, and that is called being clingy.”
Wen Shan felt sorry for Xiao Yaojing, listening to her experience.
“But if you don’t know whether he likes you or not and you fight for it, that is being hardworking, not clingy,” said Xiao Yaojing and patted Wen Shan’s shoulder, “I went through the mill and lived to tell the tale so learn from my mistakes. Besides, you have to think, how are you related to Wen Tao?”
“He is my brother,” Wen Shan muttered confusedly.
“And how is your Papa Nalan related to Yezi?”
“They are cousins.” Wen Shan knew the relationship clearly now.
“Think about it: if you successfully tackle your Papa Nalan, Yezi has to call you sister-in-law, right? When you sort out the family tree, Gu Juexi would be the youngest among you all, wouldn’t he?” Xiao Yaojing explained and grinned like a Cheshire cat.
“Oh, forget it! Brother Gu will never accept it. Besides, do you think my brother has the nerve to be the brother-in-law to Brother Gu’s brother-in-law? And let Brother Gu call him brother?”
“True that! Your brother is such a wuss,” Xiao Yaojing agreed. She pushed Wen Shan aside and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
Wen Shan got to her feet swiftly and went after her. “So when will you get married to my brother?”
While washing her face, she turned around and looked at Wen Shan who was leaning against the door. “When I seduce him into my grasp.”
She had nearly succeeded today as well, too bad.
