Returning to university, I discovered that all the beautiful girls were big gluttons.

Zheng Yun held onto the table with one hand, a hint of pain furrowing between her brows. She had been standing for too long today, and her heels felt like they were rubbed raw.

Zheng Yun had just been caught in the rain, and for some reason, she felt weak all over, dizzy, and cold.

"Dean Song is alright..."

"He probably caught a chill from being caught in the rain."

Zheng Yun's voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

Upon hearing this, Song Yun also became concerned:

"Teacher Zheng, I won't bother you any longer. We'll add a green bubble later. You should get some rest."

Seeing that Song Yun was about to hang up the phone, Zheng Yun was worried that Mu Changgeng's studies might be affected, so she said anxiously:

"I'm fine, Dean Song, Chang Gung, he..."

"Teacher Zheng, you've misunderstood. I wasn't looking for Mu Changgeng because of his skipping class."

"He did me a small favor a few days ago, and I remembered it today, so I thought I'd ask Teacher Zheng for his contact information so I can thank him sometime."

Zheng Yun breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that it wasn't because of skipping class.

"Oh, I see..."

"Okay, Dean Song, I'll send you his contact information in a bit."

"Okay, Teacher Zheng, you should get some rest too."

Zheng Yun added Song Yun's green bubble, then pushed Mu Changgeng over, and also sent Mu Changgeng's phone number.

Zheng Yun then opened her chat history with Mu Changgeng, which was empty; it seemed the two hadn't chatted much on Green Bubble.

A sense of loss inevitably welled up in my heart.

"Chang Geng..."

After a while, Zheng Yun's head became increasingly dizzy, and her body began to tremble.

"It's so cold..."

Song Yun looked at the contact information sent by Zheng Yun and looked puzzled. Zheng Yun's tone when she called Mu Changgeng seemed a little strange. Was it too intimate?

However, Song Yun didn't think too much about it, only considering Zheng Yun to be an excellent counselor.

His thoughts then shifted to how Mu Changgeng could be contacted, and a sly smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

"You little rascal, I've finally caught you!"

After thinking it over, Song Yun dialed Mu Changgeng's number directly.

At this moment, Mu Changgeng was frantically delivering food, rain or shine. On rainy days, especially around dinner time, there were a lot of orders.

"Ding! Your food delivery has arrived. Cash back of 300 yuan!"

"Ding! Your food delivery has arrived. Cash back of 400 yuan!"

"Ding! Your food delivery has arrived. Cash back of 500 yuan!"

"..."

Mu Changgeng had just finished delivering an order and was coming out of the stairwell when he answered the phone.

Mu Changgeng sat smoothly in the BMW S1000RR:

Who is it?

"You rude brat, guess who I am?"

Mu Changgeng immediately recognized the tone as Song Yun's.

Why did this female professor with such peculiar tastes suddenly decide to call me?

"Tell me if you want, or I'm hanging up."

Mu Changgeng's words immediately silenced Song Yun, whose face darkened.

"You brat, stop trying to fool me."

Song Yun didn't believe that Mu Changgeng hadn't recognized her voice.

"I'm giving you half an hour. You'd better be in my office by now, or... even your advisor can't protect you from skipping class."

When Mu Changgeng heard Song Yun threaten him, he couldn't help but complain:

"You're settling a personal score on this."

"This is not about settling personal scores; I'm just considering your attitude towards learning, Chang Geng."

"When you come, please bring me a serving of rice from the No. 8 canteen, one meat dish and one vegetable dish."

"understood."

Mu Changgeng hung up the phone, glanced at his phone's battery level, and realized it was almost dead. He decided to go back and rest.

He then put his phone away and left with a soft laugh.

"Ha, that sounds so noble, but I bet you're just itching to be humiliated."

"What a hypocrite."

Jiangzhou Normal University, Song Yun's Office

Mu Changgeng, carrying a boxed lunch he had bought at the cafeteria, knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Mu Changgeng pushed open the door and walked in. When Song Yun saw that it was Mu Changgeng, she put down her pen.

"Pretty punctual, huh?"

"But...aren't you looking a bit disheveled?"

"Aren't there umbrellas in the dorms?"

Seeing Mu Changgeng looking like a drowned rat, Song Yun couldn't help but say something.

Mu Changgeng handed the meal to Song Yun, brushed the wet hair from his forehead, revealing his handsome face:

"I'm delivering food, so I'm not in my dorm."

Are you delivering food?

"Delivering food in this heavy rain?!"

Song Yun was slightly taken aback; she had assumed Mu Changgeng was in the school dormitory...

"If I don't deliver food, Professor Song, are you going to support me from now on?"

Mu Changgeng smiled faintly.

Song Yun raised an eyebrow. This brat, he only asked her a few words of concern and then started preparing samples.

However, Song Yun quite liked this about Mu Changgeng. Unlike other students, she didn't see her restraint or timidity; instead, she felt like a friend.

Song Yun did not respond to Mu Changgeng, but instead picked up her phone and sent him a money transfer.

Mu Changgeng's phone rang, and he saw a transfer message from Song Yun for two thousand yuan.

For a college student, this is equivalent to a month's living expenses.

Some college students even have less than 2,000 yuan in living expenses, ranging from 1,000 to 1,500 yuan.

Those who are both professors and deans are truly wealthy.

"Professor Song, are you really going to keep me as your sugar daddy?"

Mu Changgeng couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Here's your errand fee."

Song Yun slowly stood up and looked at the soaking wet Mu Changgeng. She felt a little apologetic. She really didn't expect Mu Changgeng to be delivering food on a rainy day.

This two thousand is a small compensation.

He then took the plastic bags from Mu Changgeng's hand. There were two plastic bags, wrapped in layers and tied shut. Even though the outer plastic bags were wet, it did not affect the residual heat of the lunchbox inside.

"No wonder they specialize in food delivery."

"The professor was very generous, giving a tip of two thousand yuan at once."

"But could I borrow your charger, Professor, to charge it?"

Mu Changgeng walked over to the charger and plugged it in without permission.

As for asking, it was just a polite gesture towards Song Yun.

Song Yun opened the lunchbox, glanced up at Mu Changgeng, but didn't say anything.

Mu Changgeng put his phone down and looked at Song Yun, who was eating.

Song Yun's eating habits were completely opposite to Mu Changgeng's.

One wolfed down her food, while the other ate with elegance and poise.

But it must be said that Song Yun is truly beautiful and has a fantastic figure.

Her long, slender legs were encased in black stockings, which accentuated her radiant skin. She wore a pair of black stiletto boots, and her eyes and brows were cold and aloof, with slightly raised eyebrows and pale red lips.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Yun put down her chopsticks, casually pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and then, noticing that Mu Changgeng was staring at her, asked a question.

"What else could we be watching? Of course, we're watching the professor eat."

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