A world where love reigns supreme? This is truly chaotic!

At Chen Nuanxin's command, all the cats obediently followed her. This action stunned Shan Yimo. Did Nuanxin have her own tricks for training cats?

Just like in fairy tales, the guide plays the flute, and all kinds of animals obediently line up and follow. The situation in front of us is not much different. Chen Nuanxin puts Bai Ying down. As the leader of the cat group, it will be foolproof to let it lead the way.

Guangchang first went to the nearby faculty dormitory building and borrowed two low-powered hair dryers. Then, he spent the entire noon drying the cat's fur.

In a new, empty classroom, a group of cats lay on the floor in various poses, while two cats were being held in the arms of Shan Yimo and Guang Kuangchen, who were blowing on their fur and stroking them. What could have been a headache was resolved in less than half an hour.

Shan Yimo glanced around at the ground, then her gaze moved upwards and landed on Guang Guangchen. She hadn't expected him to care so much about these cats. No... he was just that kind of person. She and Guang Guangchen had agreed to take care of them until the end of New Year's Day, which was today. Guang Guangchen didn't need to come at all, but he still came and quickly resolved the problem. He was now helping the cats with a hairdryer to keep them from catching a cold. Shan Yimo was so engrossed in thinking about this that she paused her work until the cat on her lap meowed from the hot air. Only then did she turn off the hairdryer.

"I'm sorry..." she said softly, stroking the cat's fur.

The cat didn't seem to mind; it simply flicked its tail and remained lying there lazily.

"Thank you..." Shan Yimo felt she should also apologize to Guangchang Chen. Just as she was about to speak, someone patted her thigh. Turning around, she saw Chen Nuanxin squatting next to the low cabinet where she was sitting, looking at her with a smile.

"How was it, Secretary Shan? Would you call this an emergency rescue? The boss and I did a great job!"

"Hmm...you did a very good job."

"Hehe~ We came here in a flash."

"Alright, stop joking around, Yi Mo. You probably can't handle the follow-up matters by yourself, right? It's like you'd never say something like 'cat needs a new classroom' to the president. So let me do it. I'm shameless." Guangchang was a little hesitant when he mentioned Yi Mo. Well, we've known each other for so long! Calling her Secretary Shan would be too formal. What's wrong with calling her Yi Mo?

Upon hearing this, Shan Yimo's face flashed with surprise. Had he even thought of this aspect?

"Hehe, our boss is really thoughtful." Chen Nuanxin squeezed in and sat down on the right side of the low cabinet. She put her arm around Shan Yimo's right arm and said, "Secretary, Secretary, don't always put pressure on yourself. Sometimes you should try to rely on others. My boss! He thought of everything for you. He's just too reliable."

Chen Nuanxin chuckled, but Shan Yimo remained silent for a long time without giving a reply. Although it was a bit disappointing, it was very much in line with her style. Or perhaps Nuanxin's expression was a bit lewd. After being glanced at by her boss, Chen Nuanxin obediently continued to complete her great "grooming task".

Shan Yimo lowered her head, turned the hairdryer back on, set it to low, and continued to blow-dry the cat's fur. She showed no outward reaction, but her heart was already in turmoil.

159. You are really good.

……

Guangchang Chen wasn't someone who bullied others by relying on his power, but he was good at using his resources to gain rights. That wasn't anything special, especially in a school setting. As the daughter of a multi-billion dollar corporation and the secretary of the student council, the fact that she couldn't even afford an empty classroom that no one wanted was really quite abstract. Had he transmigrated into the world of some female-oriented drama? He guessed that Shan Yimo was the type.

If I had that background, I wouldn't hesitate to donate an entire building to the school, let alone ask for an empty classroom. That's the right way to realize wealth.

After spending the entire noon drying off more than a dozen cats, Chen Nuanxin, who was sitting on the ground grooming the cats, now had a huge ball of cat hair in her hand, gathered from the fur of different cats. Wow... it felt so soft.

"Boss, it's a shame to throw this fluff ball away." Chen Nuanxin said, tossing the fluff ball in her hand.

“Indeed, why don’t we take it to the felting club? Those people spend all day felting all kinds of wool with needles, right? Cat hair should be the same, let’s ask them.”

"Okay, boss." Chen Nuanxin raised the fluffy ball in her hand, her eyes shining with excitement, and then she whispered, "Raise it high, silver emblem, gray grassland..."

The next second, a small ball of fur that Guangchang had gathered in his hand hit her forehead, interrupting the spellcasting.

Guangchang felt his hands were getting tired after holding the hairdryer for so long. He put it down, shook his hands, and looked at Shan Yimo next to him again.

Shan Yimo remained quiet, simply holding the cat with her head down, without making any other movement.

"I'll talk to the president about this when I have time this afternoon, it's okay."

"Um……"

Guangchang Chen may have been complaining in his heart, but everyone inevitably faces obstacles that they can't handle. For example, if Shan Yimo were to ask him why he couldn't even get into the top 30 in his grade, he would blush and feel very embarrassed, not knowing how to refute her. Everyone's definition of "simple" is different. Isn't the point of friendship to help each other?

Although Guangchang still didn't understand why Shan Yimo and Yan Xingmeng, who were such good friends, didn't dare to talk about such a small matter, and even went so far as to ask, "You don't want the president to know about this, do you?"

“I’ll go this afternoon too,” Shan Yimo said.

"Oh?" Guangchang was surprised. Shan Yimo had finally come to her senses? Was she finally willing to face it directly? Hmm... was he really some kind of psychological counseling master?

“Okay.” Guangchang nodded in agreement.

……

As afternoon approached, Guang Guangchen went straight to the president's office. He thought that Shan Yimo's suggestion of telling Yan Xingmeng about this together meant that the two of them would do it together, but it seemed that Guang Guangchen was overthinking things. He was already at his limit by just dropping him off at the door.

Fine.

Guangchang knocked on the door, and after receiving permission, he opened the door and entered the president's office.

Of all the times I've been here so far, the number of times I've entered the president's office is the most, all because of Shan Yimo.

As one door closed, Shan Yimo leaned against the other closed door, silent, waiting—a very common occurrence in her life.

She didn't care about getting extra attention, so even though she was very popular at school, she usually didn't choose to show her face like Sun Weizecheng. This made her the most mysterious core member of the student council, a topic of much discussion among students.

The crowded environment made her feel a bit noisy, but she wasn't someone who liked being alone; having one or two people around was enough for her.

From elementary school to junior high, Shan Yimo's student life was basically a routine of going between two points, and her heart was only filled with her younger sister Yao Ning. At that time, she relied on her grandfather and Yao Ning. But when she entered the second year of high school and met Yan Xingmeng, her direction changed. In her relationship with Yan Xingmeng, she learned a lot, which led to her moving out of the nunnery, learning everything from scratch, and learning to be self-reliant.

But now it's turned out like this...

Because of her excessive dependence, she began to pay too much attention to many things and interfered with the president's affairs. Thinking too much makes it easy to make mistakes, and mistakes will cause trouble. In the president's impression, her evaluation of her will change. So in the past few months, Shan Yimo has been secretly talking to Guang Guangchen every time. This is not only for the president, but also partly for herself.

Shan Yimo had no idea how much time had passed until the door opened and Guangchang walked out.

"Done, moving on to the next area."

"Um……"

Shan Yimo followed silently. Guangchang then took the document to check if the area could be used, asked the school, and came back to get it stamped. He also checked whether the cat could still go out to defecate normally in the new environment. The route would definitely have to be changed, and the flow of people in the area would affect the normal club activities of other club members, etc.

Guang Guangchen chatted casually during the conversation, and Shan Yimo's answers were all quite simple. This made Guang Guangchen almost hallucinate that he was filming "Soldiers Sortie," that he was Gao Cheng, and that the other person was Xu Sanduo. What was with this strong sense of human-machine interaction?

Guang Guangchen thought he could get things done by the afternoon, so he moved more quickly. Shan Yimo's gaze lingered on Guang Guangchen's figure, a sense of security welling up within her. With him there, it seemed that everything could be easily resolved...

I was busy until school ended, using all my free time, but the result was not ideal.

"Ah... I can't figure it out." Guangchang collapsed onto the mat laid out in the new empty classroom, stretched out his limbs, and muttered, "Now that we're in a different place, even the cat's pooping path has changed. It seems I'll have to rely on Yimo to teach it slowly from now on. Thank you for your hard work."

Guangchang closed his eyes to rest, feeling fulfilled. These days are truly fulfilling.

"Ah."

"Please, when you talk to me, can you at least use three words at a time?"

"..."

Guangchang opened his eyes, put his hands behind his head, looked up at the ceiling, and said slowly, "When you mentioned the president before, you could talk so much, but now that it's your own business, you don't say a word. So other people's business is urgent, but your own business isn't? When there was a problem with the Cat Classroom, I saw you rushing over here in a panic."

"..."

"The Iceberg type is undeniably charming, sitting there motionless without saying a word, but let's chat for a bit..."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Let's chat freely. You can even complain about this damn weather that caused your cat to suffer an innocent disaster, or complain about the school's terrible facilities and put pressure on the school to build a better facility area... That's probably unlikely, or you can complain about me too, it doesn't matter."

"Criticize you? Why would I criticize you?" Shan Yimo asked calmly.

"So far, haven't I done anything to displease you? Let's chat, just chat however you want. You can say whatever you want, I'm not angry, because... I have cats." Guangchang Chen's lips curled up slightly, and he beckoned. The white cat Baiying, which was not far away, came over as if it had received a command, and jumped onto Guangchang Chen's chest, where it lay down. Not only Baiying, but also several other cats came closer, letting Guangchang Chen pet them at will.

Good cat.

Shan Yimo sat by the low cabinet near the window. She would have the entire arrangement here changed tonight. In the end, Guang Guangchen had handled almost everything, and she was filled with gratitude towards him. Her gaze was fixed on Guang Guangchen, who was sleeping there without a single complaint. The emotions rising in her heart only made her more and more silent.

Because she knew very well that the president liked Guangchang, so the fleeting thought in her mind was destined to be nothing but a pipe dream.

However, Shan Yimo would never tell Guang Guangchen to stop coming to the Cat Classroom, as that would go against her original intention. Guang Guangchen's feelings and the president's feelings were equally important to her. No matter what the future held, she would always treat the boy in front of her with the utmost respect.

"You are very good, you are really very good," Shan Yimo finally said softly.

"So, in the end, it's still a compliment... Yimo, you truly are the epitome of someone who's cold on the outside but warm on the inside." Ever since their heart-to-heart talk on New Year's Day, their friendship seems to have deepened, no longer as reserved as before. In short... they've grown closer? The feeling of talking to Guang Chen with her is like a comforting warmth? Yet, there's something subtly different...

Guangchang's mind flashed back to the night before New Year's Day when he blushed in Shan Yimo's room.

At that time, all I could think about was that Shan Yimo was a good girl, and her good qualities kept popping up one after another. There was even a moment when I had a simple fantasy. For a boy, having a fantasy is a very common thing, right?

Guangchang even wanted to take a nap, just ten minutes, and then go home. He was about to tell Shan Yimo to go home first when Shan Yimo's voice came from afar and grew closer. Judging by the sound, she was probably right in front of him.

"I really think you're a good person," Shan Yimo said softly, squatting down next to Guang Guangchen, gently stroking the white figure still lying on Guang Guangchen's chest with her left hand.

Guangchang opened his eyes, and he had to admit, it did sound rather ambiguous...

Shan Yimo seemed to have aroused some desire to chat, but Guangchang Chen seemed to be struck into silence by her, and that familiar feeling came back.

"I think I'm fine too." Guangchang chuckled, choosing to skip the topic. He then took off the scarf around his neck, sat up, and quickly wrapped Bai Ying up like a dumpling in front of Shan Yimo. Because the cat was small, the wrapping was so tight that only the cat's head was visible, and it was meowing softly to express its dissatisfaction.

Shan Yimo couldn't help but laugh, then looked up and their eyes met. Guang Yuanchen was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the atmosphere couldn't be turned around?

A faint smile appeared on Shan Yimo's lips as she twirled the white cat's whiskers with her fingertips, then said softly, "Let's talk about something else."

160. Things We Must Face

"What? You want to chat again?"

"Um……"

Faced with Shan Yimo's sudden desire to chat, Guang Chen didn't refuse. He simply put aside his intention to go home and started chatting with Shan Yimo about everyday things. To be honest, it was quite a strange feeling. In the past, it was difficult for the two of them to stray from the central topic of the president. But at this moment, the two of them were chatting about trivial matters and they were having a casual conversation. Before they knew it, more than half an hour had passed. The sky was already setting when the two of them finally ended their conversation.

There was no water in the empty classroom, and the two of them were parched from talking. Guang Chen suggested going to the convenience store to buy a bottle of water, but Shan Yimo said that the driver had been waiting outside the school gate for a while. Well, that makes sense, after all, she is the young lady of the Shan family, and she always has a personal driver to pick her up and drop her off.

"I'm leaving."

"Okay, sure." Guangchang Chen just responded and turned his head to see Shan Yimo squatting there, gently stroking the head of a spotted cat.

Well, so that's not what you were telling me.

As the cat Shan Yimo was stroking in her palm let out a lazy meow, the other cats in the classroom responded in unison, as if they were really saying goodbye to Shan Yimo. They were truly a group of very intelligent cats.

Shan Yimo stood up and walked to the door.

"I'm leaving."

Another farewell.

Guangchang looked over and saw Shan Yimo standing at the dividing line at the door, staring straight at him. Was she always talking to him?

"Okay, I'll wait a little longer." Guang Chen was referring to Nuan Xin. The three-person study group regularly held an hour of review sessions after school each week. Today, he was absent, but Nuan Xin was still reviewing her lessons with Qian Wen. She would contact him when she finished.

Shan Yimo nodded, everything was so calm and serene. After a full three or four seconds, she slowly uttered a few words from her dry mouth: "See you next time."

"Next time? We can meet tomorrow. Things here aren't settled yet, so I'll come again tomorrow. Aren't you very busy with your student council work?" Guangchang asked frankly.

A hint of surprise flashed across Shan Yimo's eyes, then she said softly, "I think I'll come too."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Guangchang smiled faintly and raised his right hand slightly towards Shan Yimo.

"See you tomorrow." Shan Yimo replied calmly, then turned and left. As her footsteps faded into the distance, Guang Guangchen finally let out a long breath. He was still a little nervous and reserved.

"Meow~" The white shadow beside him meowed again. Guang Chen looked over, a smile on his lips, and reached out to rub its paws. Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door and gradually approached.

"Why are you back again..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Nuanxin shouted "Boss!" and poked her head in, causing Guangchang Chen to freeze in surprise.

amount……

"Boss, who did you take me for just now?"

Ugh, don't even mention it, she's already had three chances.

……

The next day was undoubtedly an exciting moment, as the monthly "payday" arrived again. With the end of the semester approaching, the base salary was paid in advance. Sigh, could there be a more benevolent boss?

Boss, I respect you!

Guangchang led Chen Nuanxin to the group classroom. As soon as they arrived at the front door, their eyes were fixed on the classroom. Jiang Xintong was looking out the window. Her desk was piled high with review materials, and she was holding a pen in her right hand. She was really working very hard.

However, Guangchang denied the argument that people use phrases like "Look at them, they're so talented and work so hard, why shouldn't you work hard too?" to put others down. In his view, it's more reasonable for talented people to work harder, which stems from the issue of return on investment. Knowing that one hour of their work can equal two hours of someone else's, they perceive this high return and naturally choose to focus more on their strengths. The older generation might be more modest and say it's luck, but for this generation, it's more like the saying that the strong should crush the weak.

"The boss is indeed the boss, always the first to arrive." Chen Nuanxin clapped her hands as she shook her head and slowly walked into the classroom, then began her clumsy act of flattery. After all, today was a very special day. When she received the message from the boss yesterday, she was so excited that she almost couldn't sleep all night.

Jiang Xintong turned her head, but she didn't react much because she was used to flattery. Then she poked the spot next to her with the tip of her pen and said, "Come over here first."

Have they given out money yet?! Have they given out money yet?!

Guang Chen and Chen Nuanxin arrived at Jiang Xintong's table one after the other. Both of them were excited, after all, it was 30,000 yuan.

Then the two watched as Jiang Xintong reached into the drawer, pulled out two envelopes, and said that paying with cash would give subordinates more motivation to be proactive.

"Here you go, here's your 30,000."

"thank you boss!"

"Guangdong Chen, here's your 50,000."

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