C155 Love Letter
C155 Love Letter
Just as she sat down, she noticed that there was a pink envelope on the desk. On it was written: Ms Fu.
She looked left and right. A letter for her? Who put it?
She patted Ann Zhu, who was working beside her, and asked, "Teacher Ann, who put this letter here?"
"Me. "
Ann Zhu chewed the bread in her mouth and said vaguely.
"You? Why did you write to me?" Fu Nuan felt baffled.
Ann Zhu almost choked and drank a mouthful of milk to swallow the bread and explained: "I put it, but I didn't write it. In the morning, she passed by the on-call room downstairs. She said there was a letter for you, so I brought it up for you. "
"Hey!"
Ann Zhu leaned in front of her, gossiping, and teased, "Is it a love letter written by someone for you?"
When she brought the letter up, she took a look at the words on the envelope. It was delicate and neat and even used a small pink envelope. It did not seem like a proper letter.
Fu Nuan glanced at her speechlessly, "Don't speak nonsense. How is that possible?"
Please, she was already married. Who would be so blind?
After saying that, the woman opened the envelope and took out the letter to read. She was stunned for two seconds.
Ann Zhu saw that her expression was different and her gossipy heart became stronger. She asked again: "How is it? Is it a love letter?"
Fu Nuan folded the letter, frowned slightly, and muttered: "What is it. . . "
There were only a few short lines in the letter.
'Bi Caixi, I haven't seen you for a day, just like March. '
[Bi Caixi, Xiao Xi. ] A day without seeing her was like three autumn moons.
Bi Caixi, one day of not seeing her, was like three years of age.
It was the King Wind? Picking Ge from the Classic of Poetry. It displayed the anticipation and anxiety in the hearts of men and women when they met.
There was no signature on the letter, and no one knew who wrote it. Fu Nuan only thought that it was a boring prank and did not care too much.
She put the letter back into the envelope. She turned her head and saw Ann Zhu's malicious gaze.
Fu Nuan said righteously, "It is not a love letter. "
"What is that?"
“. . . ”
Ann Zhu saw that she had a guilty conscience. Hmph. "If you don't say it, then. . . I'll wait until Chairman Rong comes to school to report you. "
"You dare!"
The two of them quarreled for a while, and time quickly passed.
"I really don't know who wrote it. It's not signed, so don't speak nonsense! It might just be a prank. "
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that your class is already full. There are still people standing at the back listening. "
Fu Nuan rushed to class and did not have time to bicker with Ann Zhu. With a straight face, she "warned" Ann Zhu. "Don't tell anyone else or else the snacks will not be given to you!"
"Don't worry, don't worry! I'm always tight-lipped!"
Fu Nuan's mouth twitched. Why was she so disbelieving?
In class, the woman had her back to the student. When she looked at the projector, she felt a strange gaze staring at her from behind. Her back felt cold.
However, when she turned around, she did not notice anything unusual. As far as she could see, most of the students were paying attention to the lesson. A small number of students were playing with their phones from time to time.
However, the strange feeling in her heart never disappeared. . .
. . .
In the villa.
Rong Yu had returned home very early today. The two of them had dinner together and walked around in the garden for a while before returning to the bedroom.
Fu Nuan sat down in front of the desk and said, "I have class tomorrow morning. I need to prepare a class tonight. "
"Yes. "
He responded and was not moved.
Fu Nuan looked up at him and asked, "You don't have a job today?"
"No. "
Hearing this, the woman silently cursed. It was really good to pull hatred. Being the CEO and being a director professor was good!
"Oh. . . Then you go and read the book. I need an hour to finish it. "
"Read the book?"
Rong Yu frowned and asked, "Why should I read?"
"Don't you like reading books the most?"
She did not forget that he would rather read books than ignore her a few times. It was obvious that the charm of books was much greater than hers!
"I don't want to read it today, so I'll accompany you. "
"I want to prepare for the lesson. "
"That's not contradictory You prepare for the class, I'll accompany you "
The man stared at her with a matter-of-fact expression.
Fu Nuan sighed heavily. "I can't concentrate while you're by my side. "
"Just pretend I don't exist. "
Please! He was so big, how could he pretend that he didn't exist?
"Could it be that my breathing will disturb your train of thought?"
Fu Nuan:. . . "
She looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past nine o'clock.
She could not care less about his existence. She took out the lesson plan from her bag and opened it. She saw an envelope fall out from inside. It was light blue this time. . .
Fu Nuan was stunned for two seconds before she thought of bending over to pick it up.
Looking at the envelope, although the color was different, the style was the same and the words on it were the same.
He couldn't see it!
But she was still a step too late.
The man picked up the envelope before her. He held it in his hand and looked at it a few times before asking, "What is this?"
"Uh. . . I. . . I don't know either. What is this? Where did it come from? Why is it in my lesson plan?"
She didn't know what was wrong with herself. There was clearly nothing at all, but at this moment, she had the feeling that she had done something shameful and that her husband had grabbed her bag. She was so nervous that she couldn't speak properly.
Rong Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the expression on her face.
It wasn't normal to talk so much.
He opened the envelope and opened the letter.
"Ms Fu, my life was originally filled with gloom. It was you who descended like an angel, giving me confidence and courage. I have been thinking about you all the time. You are my sunshine, my air, my hope. "
He used a calm tone to read the entire letter, his heart already surging with emotions.
Fu Nuan bit her lips tightly and did not dare to look at the man's expression at this moment. However. . .
This fellow was neither anxious nor angry, just like the wind and rain.
Could it be the calm before the storm?
"A love letter?" Rong Yu waved the letter in his hand. There was no joy or anger in his tone.
"Uh. . . Does it count?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's cold gaze swept over.
Fu Nuan, Okay, you say so, right?
"Who wrote it?"
The woman could only tell the truth. "I don't know, I didn't read it. . . "
"Oh, I didn't see it. "
Rong Yu gave a mocking smile, "So that's why you don't want me to accompany you. You want me to secretly read the love letter?"
"I didn't mean that. . . "
Fu Nuan became anxious.
"What I wanted to say was that I don't know who put it in my teaching plan. I didn't know there was such a thing. The one in the office in the morning. . . "
At this point, she quickly stopped talking, but the man sharply caught the keyword.
"Oh? It's not just this one?"
Fu Nuan:. . . "
Aiya, why did he confess in such a rush?!
Now, she could only be frank and lenient.
"I really don't know who it is, maybe it's a prank. . . "
"A prank, do you believe it?"
A woman is unable to defend herself, alright? She did not believe it.
"If you're angry, scold me. "
Fu Nuan pulled the corner of the man's shirt and became more careful.
Rong Yu tore the letter and there was finally some anger in his calm eyes.
"In the future, you are not allowed to keep this kind of letter. "
The woman really wanted to say that this was not what she wanted to take. But thinking about it, it was better not to provoke him at this time, so she obediently nodded and pretended to be obedient.
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Thinking that the matter was finally over, just as she wanted to heave a sigh of relief, she was beaten up and thrown onto the bed by the man.
"I. . . I haven't finished preparing my lessons!"
She wanted to climb out of the bed, but the man grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.
"I'll deepen your impression. "
Later on, the woman knew that all of Prof. Rong's anger would be displayed on the bed.