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Yu Jia was a student under He Yan. She was often ill and frequently took 3 days worth of medical leave. The longest medical leave period she applied for was the one before the summer vacation. In fact, she did not even take the final exam. He Yan was not surprised at the fact that Yu Jia was leaving school, but she remained cautious.
"I need to call Yu Jia to confirm."
She went to the drawer to look up the class address book, but Fu Shenxing was one step ahead and showed his phone. On the screen, it showed a number. He handed the phone to He Yan across the table. "Teacher He, I have the number here."
He Yan hesitated for a moment before reaching out to pick up the phone. Her eyes were focused on his hand. They had slender knuckles and they were clean, much like the hands of an avid reader. This reduced the doubts in her mind by a bit, and she took the phone from his palm to dial the number.
There was music coming from the mobile phone, and the waiting time was decent. Yu Jia's answer was roughly the same as Fu Shenxing's one, except that she seemed a little nervous, with her voice revealing a bit of strain. Students who are afraid of their teachers tend to have this problem, which is developed in childhood. They will not be able to change it even when they enter college.
He Yan was accustomed to it. She briefly asked about Yu Jia's condition, comforted her with a few words and then hung up the phone. When she looked up, Fu Shenxing was standing opposite her and looked at her with a smile. His face still made her feel terrified. She pursed her lips slightly and handed her the phone back to him. "Mr Fu, please come to the department with me to take the application form."
She brought him over, handed him the application form and told him what other materials he had to prepare." The hospital provides diagnosis and advice on suspension. The application form should also be signed by Yu Jia. When completed, pass these things along with the application form to me, and I will take you to our school leader."
Fu Shenxing nodded gently and asked her, "Teacher He, can I keep your mobile phone number?"
He Yan hesitated and said, "You can call me through the office."
Fu Shenxing smiled again and didn't insist.
Out of politeness, she sent him out of the office. As he was leaving, he suddenly asked, "Just asking, but do I look like someone else?"
She was surprised a moment, and he continued to ask, "Are you afraid of him? Did he hurt you?"
Ho Yan has tender looks, and her temperament has been consistently good. However, she could not help but think to herself, "mind your own business!" when she heard what he said. Her good-natured self prevented herself from vocalising this, so she raised her eyebrows gently and pretended not to hear him. "Oh? What did you just say?"
Fu Shenxing He smiled again and stretched out his hand to shake hers. "I said goodbye, Teacher He."
He Yan instinctively feared the man in front of her. She put her hand in his palm, shook once and immediately let go after touching. "Goodbye."
He smiled and said nothing, then turned and left.
She had been feeling uneasy this entire afternoon. Liang Yuanze made several phone calls to ask her about her situation. He left his office the moment his work ended and drove directly to the school to pick her up. The sense of happiness pressed down the nameless fear in He Yan's heart.
Carrying her bag downstairs, she could not help but to ask her husband " How about my car?" the moment she entered the vehicle.
"You can leave it at school." Liang Yuanze replied.
She knew, yet she deliberately asked again: "Then how do I go to work tomorrow?"
Liang Yuanze applied what he had learnt from her persistent attitude and replied," I will send you to work tomorrow."
Both husband and wife couldn't help but laugh. After laughing, she was silent for a while and said, "Yuanze, I want to study Ph.D. I don't want to continue on being a counsellor."
She only had a master's degree, and she needed to finish her Ph.D in order to become a University lecturer.
Liang Yuanze was supportive of all her choices and replied, "Well, which school do you want to go to? Do you need me to contact an instructor?"
He Yan shook her head. "I will just go back to my original school and continue studying under my teacher. "
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*1) Saw some comment about where to find the original Chinese web novel. I have already left the link on one of my earlier posts.
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