Chapter 890: 896 Friday’s legal case, Wen Nuan casually skips
That’s how it is, so excessive!
Turning to look at Qin Shaojin, the headliner Qin scammed her first night for a car!
Qin Shaojin squinted at Yu Zimu, "Do you think I covet a lousy bicycle?"
Yu Zimu, "..."
The bet was on a car, when did it turn into a broken bicycle?
Qin Shaojin walked over and glanced at Yu Zimu, "Let me see how your arm and leg are healing."
"..."
Yu Zimu glanced at Qin Shaojin’s harmless face, fearing that Qin Xiaosan would cause a second fracture, he quickly spoke up, "Wen Nuan, I was just kidding, it’s not true."
Wen Nuan snorted, looking at Qin Shaojin, clearly Qin the headliner had threatened Yu Zimu!
Seeing her look of disbelief, Yu Zimu helplessly looked at Qin Shaojin.
Qin Shaojin patted the cast on Yu Zimu’s leg, "Seems quite firm."
Yu Zimu found this statement eerie, glancing at Qin Shaojin, then at Wen Nuan!
The girl Wangzi seemed to fully believe his previous words, and now, no matter what he said, Wangzi wouldn’t believe him!
"Nuannuan..."
Wen Nuan interrupted her, "I know."
Just as she finished speaking, the phone rang.
Hearing Zhi Shan say that there would be a roll call at the last minute of class, Wen Nuan looked complexly at Qin Shaojin. Who else could be this sly other than him?
Excessive, excessive, way too much!
Wen Nuan, "Help me call out once."
Zhi Shan, "No way, the teacher will recognize it."
"..."
Wen Nuan gritted her teeth, glaring at Qin Shaojin, her voice involuntarily rising, "Fine, then mark my absence. At most, I’ll fail and retake the course!"
Qin Shaojin stood there listening, suddenly grabbing Wen Nuan’s phone, "Give the phone to Zhang Tong."
Zhi Shan froze for a moment, then excitedly spoke a few seconds later, "Mr. Qin?"
Qin Shaojin responded with an "Mm," "Tell Zhang Tong, in the future, Wen Nuan can skip my class whenever she wants."
Zhi Shan, "..."
Wen Nuan, "..."
One stayed stunned over the phone, the other stood stunned across from Qin Shaojin.
One stared at the phone, the other stared at Qin Shaojin.
A minute later, Zhi Shan raised her hand, took the phone to the podium, and handed it to Zhang Tong.
Zhang Tong took the phone, murmured a "hello," and heard Qin Shaojin’s voice—
"From now on, Wen Nuan can skip the Friday law case studies class without affecting her attendance score."
Wen Nuan snapped back to reality, looking at Qin Shaojin, "You... you’re not feverish, are you?"
Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan, "Do you often have one?"
Wen Nuan, "..."
She stared at Qin Shaojin, what does the headliner mean? Is he implying a fever fogs the brain?
Qin Shaojin looked at Yu Zimu, "Take good care of your injuries, Wen Nuan and I have some private matters to discuss in the living room."
Yu Zimu could only say "okay," was he expected to wait for Qin Shaojin to break his fractured places again?
Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan, "Come out."
"I’m not going out!" Wen Nuan stood there, unmoved.
Qin Shaojin’s gaze swept across Wen Nuan’s face. He grabbed her hand, pulling her out of Yu Zimu’s ward.
Wen Nuan struggled but couldn’t break free, her body pulled backward, unable to match Qin Shaojin’s strength.
In the living room, he let go of Wen Nuan’s hand.
Wen Nuan glanced at Qin Shaojin, thinking she had already seen Yu Zimu, was she free to leave?
She waved at Qin Shaojin, "I’m leaving first."
Qin Shaojin stood there silently, seeing Wen Nuan turn to leave, his eyes hooked on her, suddenly grabbing her wrist and dragging her back onto the sofa.
Wen Nuan was startled, could the headliner be planning to adjust the fit on the sofa in the ward’s living room?
