The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 83 No, who exactly is in the capital?
Recess.

Zhang Muchen went to Director Wang's office for tea.

He was also carrying a "gift" in his hand—a junior high school English test paper.

Director Wang sat at his desk and flipped through the English test paper that Zhang Muchen had given him.

"Xiao Zhang, you are so thoughtful."

Looking at the questions marked with pen on the test paper and the problem-solving techniques written in the blank spaces, he couldn't help but show gratitude.

Zhang Muchen took a sip of tea and said, "Brother Wang, it's just a small thing. Besides, I can't tutor Weiwei this week, and I'd be putting her behind in her studies."

"Oh, Zhang, don't say that. If you have something to do this weekend, just go about your business. I'm already very satisfied with Weiwei's grades."

Zhang Muchen smiled faintly and said calmly, "Brother Wang, Weiwei will be taking the high school entrance exam next year. Her English score has been fluctuating around 80 points, which is not bad, but she can't relax and still needs to continue to consolidate her knowledge."

Director Wang nodded in agreement: "Yes, you're absolutely right."

Zhang Muchen: "Brother Wang, if Weiwei can get into No. 1 High School next year, she'll become my junior."

Hearing this, Director Wang smiled and said, "That would be great. I dream of her getting into our school's top class."

"Oh, by the way. How's Vivi's cold?"

"Much better, but I still have a bit of a cough."

Zhang Muchen nodded and lowered his head to sip his tea.

Fragrant.

Brother Wang, this jasmine tea is really good.

"Xiao Zhang, how's my tea?" Director Wang asked with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad, it smells very good."

Director Wang stood up and walked to the bookshelf: "I have two more cans here, you can take them."

As he spoke, he took two exquisite tin cans from the cabinet and gently placed them on the table.

"Hey, Brother Wang. I'm so sorry."

While saying sorry, Zhang Muchen got up and moved closer to Director Wang's desk, looking at the exquisitely packaged tin can.

"Take it, don't be so polite with me, Brother Wang. If Weiwei gets into the honors class, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay, okay, I'll take it then."

Zhang Muchen didn't refuse.

No need.

It would be impolite to refuse someone who is sincerely offering it.

Zhang Muchen returned to the sofa and continued drinking tea.

The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of jasmine.

Director Wang looked down at the computer screen, intently reviewing a document.

As he moved the mouse to open another file, an approval process on the desktop caught his eye.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly began, "Little Zhang..."

Zhang Muchen looked up at Director Wang: "Hmm? What's wrong, Brother Wang?"

Director Wang pondered for a moment: "There's something I need to tell you in advance, you'll definitely find out eventually anyway."

He paused, then looked at Zhang Muchen: "Teacher Liu has resigned."

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The teacup in Zhang Muchen's hand froze in mid-air. The tea rippled gently, almost overflowing the rim.

"Which Teacher Liu? Sister Yang?"

"That's right, it's your homeroom teacher. The approval process is underway, and it should be officially approved next week."

"When did Sister Yang submit her application?"

Director Wang: "It seems like it was brought up quite hastily last weekend."

Zhang Muchen silently put down his teacup.

Okay, okay, so you secretly quit your job after drinking with me?

Just you wait, I'll come and get you.

Beijing, business hotel.

Liu Wuyang had just gotten up, casually tied her hair up, and quickly washed up.

On the table was a box of takeout steamed buns and a cup of soy milk.

It was breakfast she had ordered in advance.

After washing up and applying skincare products, the languid weariness slowly faded away.

She sat down at the table, opened the plastic takeout box, and placed her phone on a stand to play a romantic drama.

The female lead in the sweet drama smiled beautifully, but Liu Wuyang's eyes were somewhat vacant, revealing a hint of boredom.

She ate while thinking about her plans for the day.

There were no lab tours available, so she had a whole day to herself.

But the thought of being alone made the surrounding streets, shopping malls, and cafes lose their appeal.

"Why not just stay in the hotel watching dramas and eating takeout? Why bother going shopping and envying other couples?" Liu Wuyang swallowed her food and sighed softly.

She picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, the female protagonist's giggles coming from her phone screen. The female protagonist's laughter was so sweet, but she suddenly fell silent.

After a short silence, the female protagonist's laughter turned into a WeChat ringtone.

Zhang Muchen initiated a video call request.

Ok?
Why did he call?

Liu Wuyang pressed the answer button, and the camera was pointed at herself.

Opposite Zhang Muchen, the background is a white wall.

"Why are you calling me? Why aren't you in class?" Liu Wuyang squinted at Zhang Muchen and said.

"Sister Yang, it's break time now. Where are you?"

"I was in the hotel."

"Oh, send me your location."

Liu Wuyang nodded, tapped the screen with her finger, and sent the hotel's location.

"Sister Yang, are you hiding something from me?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Muchen narrowed his eyes.

Liu Wuyang's eyes flickered: "I have many private matters, do I have to tell you every single one of them?"

"You don't need to tell me everything, but I still need to know about 99% of the things."

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"You can't be serious at all." Liu Wuyang glared at Zhang Muchen.

"Get to class now, or I'll give you a piece of my mind if you come over this weekend."

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow: "Is it a small leather whip or a small leather belt? Are you trying to reward me again?"

The other party hung up the phone. The call lasted 02 minutes and 36 seconds.

Tsk tsk tsk, women.

Just wait for me.

He made another call.

"Hey, Dad. The trip to the capital has been moved up; I'm leaving this afternoon."

Zhang Beifang: "So rushed? Are you really going to the capital to visit a lab, son?"

"Some personal matters were also involved," Zhang Muchen said frankly.

Zhang Beifang: "Oh, be sure to be careful. I mean all aspects of safety, you know."

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Dad, if Yangjie finds out one day that we're just like father and son, will she be devastated?
Zhang Muchen silently recited it in his heart.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Beifang continued, "Son, I asked you for leave to see Teacher Liu, right?"

"No, Dad, ask Director Wang for leave. Don't ask Sister Yang," Zhang Muchen quickly instructed.

Zhang Beifang: "Oh, okay. Don't worry about your mom either, I'll take care of her. Just tell her you're staying at a classmate's house for the next few days."

"Have fun, son. Remember to bring back some local specialties from Beijing for your old man. I have to go now, bye-bye, son."

The phone hangs up.

Zhang Muchen opened the Fat Pig Purchase Ticket.

Woman, are you lying to me?
I'll get to the capital and catch you as fast as I can.

Zhang Muchen left room 703 and went down the stairs.

"Hey? Master. Want to have lunch together? Lin Cheng went out of town, I need your help."

"No time."

Zhang Muchen interrupted Liu Ziyang's spellcasting without even looking up.

"Master, don't be so cold. I'll treat you to lunch. Let's go eat."

Zhang Muchen: "I'm flying to Beijing at noon."

"You need to eat even if you're flying to the capital, right? I'll treat you to something. Wait a minute?"

Liu Ziyang was stunned: "Where are you going? The capital?"

Zhang Muchen showed Liu Ziyang the ticketing app: "Yes, I just bought the tickets."

"No, Master. Did you leave in such a hurry?"

"Time waits for no one," Zhang Muchen said calmly.

Liu Ziyang scratched his head: "Master, you also have girls you've been flirting with in the capital?"

"Don't even mention the capital, Afghanistan has it too."

Liu Ziyang: "...6".

"I'm leaving now, I'm not talking to you anymore."

Zhang Muchen hurried downstairs.

Liu Ziyang stretched out his arm: "Hey! Master, who exactly is in the capital?"

Zhang Muchen turned around: "With your master's wife."

(End of this chapter)