Chapter 27

Li Lan likes designer handbags, bright clothes, and aspires to a high-end, luxurious life. Chen Dasheng has been trying his best to satisfy her within his means.

In recent years, most of the money his sister sent him every month has been spent on this woman. However, his selfless efforts have only led to endless demands. Back then, Chen Dasheng always thought that was love, believing that loving someone meant giving everything. It wasn't until she broke up with him that he finally realized it wasn't love; it was foolishness.

"Sister is right, this woman is too vain!" Chen Dasheng shook his head. At that moment, he really wanted to point at Li Lan and tell her, "If I wanted to, money would come pouring in. My sister even enjoys the treatment of a vice-national-level official. Would I ever let you suffer?"

But he held back. He had once fantasized that Li Lan might change her mind and return to him, but when the elevator doors closed just now, he knew it was absolutely impossible. He suddenly realized he no longer had any feelings for Li Lan.

The past is like smoke, turning into a wisp of dust, drifting away and ceasing to exist!

"What is she doing here?" After calming down, a hint of doubt flashed through Chen Dasheng's mind. Li Lan, a student in the management department, rarely came to this teaching building, and it was now after class.

"Ding!"

Just as he was puzzled, the elevator had already descended to the first floor, and the doubt in his mind was quickly forgotten. Whatever Li Lan was doing here, it was no longer his concern.

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"Chen Dasheng, why are you running so fast? Wait for me!"

A voice called from above. Chen Dasheng looked up and saw Liu Xiaomin running down the stairs from the third floor.

Chen Dasheng stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for Liu Xiaomin to come down. This woman was always in a hurry, and he didn't know what she wanted.

"Please, when you go down the stairs, can you stay closer to the inside? Staying on the outside makes it easy to get into trouble!"

Seeing Liu Xiaomin panting as she ran over, Chen Dasheng was speechless. He kindly reminded her. Just now, from his position, he could see everything under her skirt. Fortunately, there was no one else around, so no one else got the chance.

"What?" Liu Xiaomin was taken aback.

"Pale pink, little rabbit!" Chen Dasheng said succinctly.

"Ah?" Liu Xiaomin seemed to realize something and blushed. She was wearing a pale pink underwear with a little rabbit pattern today because she was born in the Year of the Rabbit and liked rabbits. This guy had actually peeked under her skirt.

"Bad boy!" Liu Xiaomin immediately understood Chen Dasheng's meaning and, somewhat embarrassed, picked up the teaching rod and lightly hit him.

Chen Dasheng dodged and laughed, "I didn't mean to look."

"Hmph, I thought you were so honest, but you're just a pervert!" Liu Xiaomin glared at Chen Dasheng and hit him with the teaching rod.

"Innocent, I was just trying to help you. Is that wrong?" Chen Dasheng rubbed his arm, wearing a smug expression.

"Don't you dare say it again!" Liu Xiaomin, seeing Chen Dasheng bring up the embarrassing topic again, immediately raised the teaching rod.

Chen Dasheng quickly covered his mouth, afraid of another hit.

"Slap!"

"Ouch!"

A cry of pain accompanied by a crisp sound echoed in front of the teaching building. Liu Xiaomin's teaching rod had landed on Chen Dasheng's big buttocks.

Fortunately, it was noon, and most students were having lunch, so there were few people around, and not many saw it.

"Are you serious, you hit so hard!" Chen Dasheng, holding his buttocks, knew there would be a mark without even checking.

"Who told you to tease me?" Liu Xiaomin's face showed a hint of satisfaction.

"Damn, who was teasing you? You were the one who came over, okay?" Chen Dasheng thought to himself, his face twitching. He reminded himself not to take things personally with women.

"Help me carry this!" Liu Xiaomin handed her books and lesson plans to Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng took them reluctantly and asked, "Where are we going?"

"First, take the things back to my office. I need to talk to you about something!" Liu Xiaomin said.

Chen Dasheng was speechless, "Not really, I'm starving. Can we eat first and then talk? Or talk while we eat?"

"No way!" Liu Xiaomin glared at him, raising the teaching rod, "Hurry up, go in front. We'll eat after we talk!"

"I'm dizzy!" Chen Dasheng rolled his eyes, "You go in front. Don't make me look like a criminal. I don't even know where your office is!"

"Follow me!" Liu Xiaomin glared at Chen Dasheng and led the way.

One walked in front with only a teaching rod, while the other followed like a book boy. The scene was quite harmonious, but Chen Dasheng didn't notice that several pairs of strange eyes were watching them from the fourth-floor corridor.

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In front of the first office building.

Liu Xiaomin walked in front, her hips swaying, and Chen Dasheng's eyes were involuntarily drawn to her perfect buttocks.

A standard peach-shaped butt, round and firm, with a beautiful curve, tightly wrapped in a knee-length skirt, swaying left and right with her steps.

Like a ripe peach, it was incredibly tempting. Every man who saw it would want to pinch it. Chen Dasheng wondered if Liu Xiaomin's effort would tear the skirt.

"This Liu Xiaomin looks mature, but she wears such cute underwear. I really doubt how that tiny underwear can hold her big butt!" Chen Dasheng thought mischievously.

Entering the office building, Liu Xiaomin had just stepped on the first step when she suddenly stopped and turned, catching Chen Dasheng's naked gaze, and blushed.

"What?"

Chen Dasheng didn't expect Liu Xiaomin to stop suddenly. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and didn't bump into her.

"You go in front!" Liu Xiaomin said.

Chen Dasheng was taken aback but, seeing the blush on Liu Xiaomin's face, realized she might be afraid he would peek under her skirt again.

"Are you crazy? Why not use the elevator?" He looked and saw the elevator right next to them.

Liu Xiaomin said, "Second floor, why use the elevator?"

Chen Dasheng's face twitched. His stomach was growling, and he didn't want to argue with Liu Xiaomin. He quickly went upstairs.

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Liu Xiaomin's office was on the second floor, and it seemed she had some connections. As a class teacher, she had her own private office.

Entering the room and closing the door, the office, though not large, was well-equipped. There was a desk in the front with file folders, a computer at the corner, a large metal file cabinet, and a water dispenser against the wall.

"Put the things here!" Liu Xiaomin pointed to the desk and sat down in a soft chair.

Chen Dasheng put the things down and quickly found a place to sit, complaining, "Liu Xiaomin, can you hurry up? I'm starving. I haven't even had breakfast today!"

"Chen Dasheng, do you call a teacher like that?" Liu Xiaomin glared at him and pointed to the water dispenser, "If you're hungry, there are paper cups. Drink some water to tide you over!"

"I'm dizzy, you're being inhumane!" Chen Dasheng was extremely frustrated, a herd of llamas running through his mind.

"Right, I remember I have something here!" Liu Xiaomin's eyes lit up. She opened a drawer and took out a box of milk and a piece of bread, smiling at Chen Dasheng, "Lucky you, take it and eat!"

Seeing the food, Chen Dasheng's dull eyes finally sparkled. He quickly took it, tore open the packaging, and took a big bite.

"Mmm? When did you buy this bread? It's not expired, right?" After swallowing, Chen Dasheng remembered the most important question.

"Don't worry, it won't poison you. I bought it yesterday, planning to have it for breakfast, but I didn't eat it!" Liu Xiaomin laughed.

Hearing it was bought yesterday, Chen Dasheng felt relieved. He ate a few bites of bread and drank some milk, then asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Of course, there's something. Come over here!" The desktop computer slowly turned on, and Liu Xiaomin opened a folder, gesturing for Chen Dasheng to come closer.

Chen Dasheng walked over, puzzled, "Grade 3 Class 1 English scores summary!"

Liu Xiaomin opened the file, which contained a table recording the English scores of every student in Chen Dasheng's class over the past three years.

"Take a look. The red and bold ones are the failing scores. Hey, look at the computer!"

Liu Xiaomin turned to look at Chen Dasheng and found that he wasn't looking at the computer screen but at her chest. She blushed and quickly adjusted her open collar.

"Uh!"

Chen Dasheng felt a bit awkward. That position was too convenient and advantageous for him, and with Liu Xiaomin's open collar, it was hard not to see.

This was a normal physiological reaction, especially for a man with a high level of male hormones. If he didn't look, would he still be a man?

Chen Dasheng comforted himself and turned to look at the computer screen. His face twitched when he saw his own name. Except for the first term when he entered school, all his scores were in blood-red, glaringly red.

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