What had Nalan Chunbo tried to explain? Out of nowhere, Ding Junhui’s voice cut him off.
Wen Shan turned and saw Ding Junhui getting down from his car.
Wen Shan blinked at him, confused.
Had Le Tian changed her gender?
That wasn’t important. Wen Shan quickly turned back to Nalan Chunbo. “My friend is here to pick me up, I guess I’d better go.”
Nalan Chunbo could only watch Wen Shan make her way to the car, body tense.
Actually, the reason he had lost it that day wasn’t her constant pestering.
But there was no point in trying to explain now.
Wen Shan hopped into the car and buckled her seatbelt. “Teacher Ding, why did you come instead?”
“Le Tian is currently tutoring my nephew, she picked up the call when she was at my place. So since I have a car, I decided to come on her behalf,” Ding Junhui said as he drove out of the driveway.
Nalan Chunbo stood under the moonlight and watched the car drive off into the night.
Wen Shan kept her gaze on the rear mirror until his reflection could no longer be seen. She looked away, disappointment filling her.
“Your nephew? Oh I remember now, your brother is Ding Junqi right? The superstar,” Wen Shan said with a hint of admiration. “Teacher Ding, can I ask a nosy question? Your nephew’s mother, is she that female actress called Jiang Xing?”
Ding Junhui laughed. “No, Yue Jia’s mother is no longer here.”
Wen Shan went silent, then finally said, “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
Wen Shan nibbled her lip, feeling guilty for asking such an inappropriate question.
“It’s nothing, it’s my older brother who didn’t elaborate. Plus, I didn’t know you kept yourself updated with celebrity news.”
Ding Junhui smirked, seeming like he had just found out a big secret.
“I guess it’s okay? I’m just curious. I knew that he was your older brother back then but I didn’t know you well enough to ask about him. Oh yeah, Le Tian used to love it when your older brother visited.”
Wen Shan was afraid of awkwardness, so she quickly picked a topic and stuck to it to keep the conversation flowing.
That afternoon, she had experienced the most awkward car ride ever with Nalan Chunbo. Now she was determined not to undergo the same thing ever again.
‘Awkward silence’ should not even be in her vocabulary.
“She liked my brother?” Ding Junhui asked in disbelief. “Are you sure she liked my older brother, Ding Junqi?”
“Yes, she used to stick your brother’s poster on her bedroom wall,” Wen Shan said seriously. She looked for her university pictures in her Myspace photo album to show him. “This is your older brother right?”
Ding Junhui lowered his head to look but couldn’t see much. “Why don’t you send me the picture instead? You can give me your WeChat id too.”
Wen Shan narrowed her eyes at Ding Junhui. “Teacher Ding, do you not have my contact?”
She remembered Ding Junhui once was in the same group of friends as Nalan Chunbo.
“Nope. I used to hear a lot about Nalan Chunbo from my friends. He’s actually very famous in our faculty,” Ding Junhui said honestly.
Wen Shan smiled faintly while looking for her QR code. Why did the situation feel off?
But Ding Junhui seemed like an honest person. Maybe she was reading too much into it.
It was definitely her overthinking. There’s no way Teacher Ding would do anything bad to her, right?
If he wanted to go after her, he would have done it during her degree. Yes, it was definitely overthinking.
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What had Nalan Chunbo tried to explain? Out of nowhere, Ding Junhui’s voice cut him off.
Wen Shan turned and saw Ding Junhui getting down from his car.
Wen Shan blinked at him, confused.
Had Le Tian changed her gender?
That wasn’t important. Wen Shan quickly turned back to Nalan Chunbo. “My friend is here to pick me up, I guess I’d better go.”
Nalan Chunbo could only watch Wen Shan make her way to the car, body tense.
Actually, the reason he had lost it that day wasn’t her constant pestering.
But there was no point in trying to explain now.
Wen Shan hopped into the car and buckled her seatbelt. “Teacher Ding, why did you come instead?”
“Le Tian is currently tutoring my nephew, she picked up the call when she was at my place. So since I have a car, I decided to come on her behalf,” Ding Junhui said as he drove out of the driveway.
Nalan Chunbo stood under the moonlight and watched the car drive off into the night.
Wen Shan kept her gaze on the rear mirror until his reflection could no longer be seen. She looked away, disappointment filling her.
“Your nephew? Oh I remember now, your brother is Ding Junqi right? The superstar,” Wen Shan said with a hint of admiration. “Teacher Ding, can I ask a nosy question? Your nephew’s mother, is she that female actress called Jiang Xing?”
Ding Junhui laughed. “No, Yue Jia’s mother is no longer here.”
Wen Shan went silent, then finally said, “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
Wen Shan nibbled her lip, feeling guilty for asking such an inappropriate question.
“It’s nothing, it’s my older brother who didn’t elaborate. Plus, I didn’t know you kept yourself updated with celebrity news.”
Ding Junhui smirked, seeming like he had just found out a big secret.
“I guess it’s okay? I’m just curious. I knew that he was your older brother back then but I didn’t know you well enough to ask about him. Oh yeah, Le Tian used to love it when your older brother visited.”
Wen Shan was afraid of awkwardness, so she quickly picked a topic and stuck to it to keep the conversation flowing.
That afternoon, she had experienced the most awkward car ride ever with Nalan Chunbo. Now she was determined not to undergo the same thing ever again.
‘Awkward silence’ should not even be in her vocabulary.
“She liked my brother?” Ding Junhui asked in disbelief. “Are you sure she liked my older brother, Ding Junqi?”
“Yes, she used to stick your brother’s poster on her bedroom wall,” Wen Shan said seriously. She looked for her university pictures in her Myspace photo album to show him. “This is your older brother right?”
Ding Junhui lowered his head to look but couldn’t see much. “Why don’t you send me the picture instead? You can give me your WeChat id too.”
Wen Shan narrowed her eyes at Ding Junhui. “Teacher Ding, do you not have my contact?”
She remembered Ding Junhui once was in the same group of friends as Nalan Chunbo.
“Nope. I used to hear a lot about Nalan Chunbo from my friends. He’s actually very famous in our faculty,” Ding Junhui said honestly.
Wen Shan smiled faintly while looking for her QR code. Why did the situation feel off?
But Ding Junhui seemed like an honest person. Maybe she was reading too much into it.
It was definitely her overthinking. There’s no way Teacher Ding would do anything bad to her, right?
If he wanted to go after her, he would have done it during her degree. Yes, it was definitely overthinking.
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