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After sending Rong Yin to the school building, Fu Nuan went to the teacher's office.

As soon as he sat down, he noticed a pink envelope on his desk, which was written: Teacher Fu.

She looked around. A letter for her? Who put it on?

An Zhu patted the workshop at the side, and asked: "Teacher An, who placed this letter here?"

"Me?"

An Zhu mumbled as he chewed on the bread in his mouth.

"You? What are you writing to me for? " Fu Nuan was baffled.

An Zhu almost choked, he drank a mouthful of milk and swallowed the bread down, then explained: "I put it in, but I didn't write it. In the morning, I passed by the duty room downstairs and said that there was a letter for you, so I brought it here for you. "

"Ai!"

An Zhu moved closer to her and joked, "Did someone write you a love letter?"

When she brought the letter up, she glanced at the handwriting on the envelope. It was neat and neat, with a small pink envelope. It didn't look like a proper letter.

Fu Nuan glanced at her speechlessly, "Don't spout nonsense, how could it be possible?"

Please, she was already married, who would be so blind?

With that, the woman opened the envelope and took out the letter. She was stunned for two seconds.

Seeing that her expression was strange, An Zhu's gossiping heart became even stronger, and he asked: "How is it? Is it a love letter? "

Fu Nuan folded the letter and frowned as he muttered, "What …"

There were only a few lines in the letter:

"Betzel, Gexi, see you all in one day, like March."

It was a day of absence, as if it was the third autumn.

"It's been a long time since we last saw each other, as if we were three years old."

Was it "Wang Feng" from "The Book of Songs"? "The Harvest of Kudzu" shows the anticipation and anxiety of a man and woman when they meet.

There was no signature on the letter, and no one knew who wrote it. Fu Nuan only thought it was a silly prank, and didn't pay it much attention.

Returning the letter to the envelope, she turned her head and saw An Zhu's malicious gaze.

Fu Nuan righteously replied, "It's not a love letter."

"What's that?"

"…"

An Zhu looked at her 'guilty conscience' and snorted, "If you don't say it, then …. I'll go and report you when Director Rong comes to school. "

"How dare you!"

The two of them made a ruckus, and time passed quickly.

"I really don't know who wrote it. Don't spout nonsense without signing your name! Maybe it's just a prank. "

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that your class is already full, and there are still people standing behind to listen."

Fu Nuan was in a rush to go to class, he did not have time to talk to An Zhu, so he "warned" with a straight face: "You are not allowed to say it, otherwise I will not give you the snacks to eat!"

"An Lai An! "I have always been a strict talker!"

The corner of Fu Nuan's mouth twitched, why did she not believe it?

In class, the woman's back was facing the students. While she was looking at the projection lesson, she always felt a strange gaze staring at her from behind, causing her back to feel cold.

But when she turned around, she didn't see anything out of the ordinary. As far as she could see, most of the students were seriously listening to the lecture while a few of them were playing on their phones from time to time.

However, that strange feeling in his heart never disappeared …

In the villa.

Today, Rong Yu returned home very early. The two of them had dinner together, walked around the garden for a while, and then returned to their bedroom.

Fu Nuan sat in front of the desk and said: "I have a lesson tomorrow morning, I need to prepare a lesson tonight."

"Yes."

He nodded, unmoved.

Fu Nuan looked up at him and asked: "You don't have a job today?"

"Nope."

Listening to this, the woman secretly cursed, "So hateful! It's good as long as you become the CEO's professor!"

"Oh …" "Then go read. I need an hour to finish."

"Reading books?"

Rong Yu frowned slightly, and retorted: "Why should I go read books?"

"Don't you like reading books the most?"

She did not forget that on several occasions, he would rather read than pay attention to her. It was obvious that the charm of books was much greater than that of her!

"I don't want to see it today. I'll accompany you."

"I want to prepare for class."

"This is not contradictory. You prepare for class, I'll accompany you. "

The man looked at her with a matter-of-fact expression.

Fu Nuan sighed heavily, "You being by the side makes me unable to focus."

"Just pretend I don't exist."

Please! How could someone as big as him pretend not to exist?

"Do you think my breathing will disturb your train of thought?"

Fu Nuan:...

She looked at the clock on the wall. It was past nine o'clock.

Not caring about his existence, she took out the teaching paper from her bag and opened it, only to see an envelope falling out. This time it was a light blue …

Fu Nuan was startled for two seconds before he remembered to lean over and pick it up.

Although the color of the envelope was different, the style was the same, and the words on it were also the same.

He could not see it!

But she was still a step too late.

The man picked up the envelope one step before she did and looked at it in his hand. "What's this?" he asked.

"Ugh …" I... I don't know. What is this? Where did it come from? "Why is it in my teaching plan?"

She also didn't know what had happened to her. She clearly didn't have anything to say, but at this moment, she felt like she had done something shameful. Her husband had grabbed her bag and she was so nervous that she was at a loss for words.

Rong Yu squinted as he looked at the expression on her face.

It was not normal to talk so much.

He opened the envelope and opened the letter.

"Teacher Fu, my life was filled with gloom. It's you, descending like an angel, giving me confidence and courage. I miss you all the time. You are my sunshine, my air, my hope. "

He finished the whole letter in a flat voice, his heart already in turmoil.

Fu Nuan bit her lips, not daring to look the man in the eye. However...

This fellow was neither in a hurry nor was he angry. It was a gentle breeze and drizzling rain.

Was it the calm before the storm?

"A love letter?" Rong Yu raised the letter in his hand, his tone not showing joy or anger.

"Ugh …" Does it count? "

The moment he said that, the man's cold gaze swept over.

Fu Nuan: Alright, you can say it if you want.

"Who wrote it?"

The woman could only say the truth, "I don't know, I didn't see it …"

"Oh, I didn't."

Rong Yu laughed mockingly, "So that's how it is, you don't want me to accompany you, but do you need to secretly read your own love letters?"

"I didn't mean that …"

Fu Nuan panicked.

"I mean, I don't know who put it in my teaching case. I didn't even know it was there. "The one in the office this morning …"

She broke off, but the man caught the key.

"Oh? It's not just this one? "

Fu Nuan:...

Aiya, why did they all confess so quickly!

Now he could only be honest and open.

"I really don't know who it is. Perhaps it's a prank …"

"Do you believe in pranks?"

The woman couldn't argue. Well, she didn't believe it.

"If you're angry, then scold me."

Fu Nuan tugged at the corner of the man's clothes, becoming a little more careful.

Rong Yu tore the letter apart, his indifferent eyes finally showing some anger.

"You're not allowed to receive letters like this from now on."

The woman really wanted to say that this wasn't something she was going to take in, but she thought it would be better not to provoke him at this time, so she obediently nodded her head and made a obedient gesture.

Thinking that the matter was over, she was just about to heave a sigh of relief when she was beaten up by the man and thrown onto the bed.

"I... My class is not finished yet! "

She tried to crawl out of bed, but the man grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her back.

"I'll impress you."

Later on, when the woman found out about it, all of Prof. Rong's anger would be completely displayed on the bed …