I Only Care About Making Money And Not Love. I'm The Best Professional Simp!
Chapter 39 - Who's Responsible for the Shura Field?
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"Professor Song! You called me in the middle of the night just to tell me… that the little wolf dog you're keeping has been dutifully bathing you every time?"
"Are you for real?"
From the way Zhang Yue said it, she was clearly feeling extremely shocked.
"You might not have a nightlife, but I do!"
If it wasn't Song Junzhu calling, Zhang Yue would have absolutely hung up the phone immediately.
Who calls people in the middle of the night to talk about this kind of crap!
"I really can't believe it."
"You've been keeping a little wolf dog all this time and you don't even eat him? Then what are you keeping him for? As a decoration?"
Zhang Yue truly felt that Song Junzhu's brain was different from ordinary people.
Is this how a top student's brain works?
According to Song Junzhu's aesthetic standards, anyone she took a fancy to would definitely be a dragon among men in terms of looks.
And she could still hold back from this?
I've woken up and run into a modern-day Liu Xiahui!
(TL: Liu Xiahui was a famous ancient official known for his impeccable moral character, famously holding a woman in his lap without being aroused.)
Being bombarded by Zhang Yue like this, Song Junzhu herself felt a little embarrassed.
But she really didn't know who else to talk to.
God knows that after Lu Xing had said that sentence so matter-of-factly, her entire mind had gone blank.
She didn't even know how she got back to her room!
Song Junzhu said very awkwardly, "But he saw me!"
Zhang Yue said irritably.
"Wasn't it because you got yourself wasted and asked him to wash you?"
"If it weren't for him… I don't even dare to imagine what would happen if someone like you went to the bathroom drunk. You might have just knocked your head and transmigrated."
Countless cases have proven that the consequences of slipping in the bathroom are quite serious!
Before, Song Junzhu's mind seemed quite clear. When someone provoked her, she could directly curse them into doubting their existence.
How did she suddenly become so... so...
Zhang Yue thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable description.
That being said...
A conflicted expression appeared on Song Junzhu's ascetic and stunning face.
"But... didn't I kind of lose out..."
Zhang Yue thought for a moment.
Ever since she had known this best friend of hers, the number of people who pursued her was countless.
Looking at it this way, it does seem like she lost out a bit, huh?
"Then when you woke up the next day, did you feel uncomfortable anywhere on your body?"
This question was both direct and subtle.
Song Junzhu thought for a moment.
As long as Lu Xing was there, she would always be fragrant the next day, and her whole body would feel comfortable and refreshed.
Before, she thought it was because she could still clean herself even when she was wasted.
Now it seemed that it was the Snail Boy who had been silently helping her all along.
How could she have said something like asking Lu Xing for help?
Song Junzhu decided to quit drinking.
That's right!
It must be because of the alcohol!
Zhang Yue added, "Besides, what kind of society is this now? Whoever feels good is the one who doesn't lose out. Where is there a rule that a man definitely doesn't lose out and a woman definitely does?"
Song Junzhu thought about it, and it seemed to make some sense.
"Yueyue, your eloquence seems to have improved a lot."
Don't even mention it.
A pained mask appeared on Zhang Yue's face. "If my eloquence isn't good, the patients will really cause a scene!"
Communicating with patients is more painful than killing her!
The problem of medical disputes started with Cao Cao thousands of years ago. Of course, she had to train herself more.
"But if you're going abroad to teach in the second half of the year, what about this little wolf dog you're keeping?"
Zhang Yue suddenly raised a key question.
Song Junzhu suddenly fell silent.
This was a question she had never thought about before. Or rather, she had been deliberately avoiding this question.
What about Lu Xing?
He loves me so much. If I leave, what will he do?
He's poor and devoted. It's not really possible for him to go abroad to find me...
Song Junzhu thought for a moment. "I'll leave him a little more money."
Zhang Yue: ???
No! Sis!
Do you know what you're saying?
"What I mean is, you should hurry up and eat him. Who asked you to leave him money? Are you for real?"
Zhang Yue was dumbfounded.
How on earth does this Song Junzhu's brain work?
"He's a grown man. It's not like he can't find a job after entering society. Besides, you're not getting a freebie. Why should you leave him money?"
With this sentence, there were too many points Song Junzhu wanted to refute.
She was too embarrassed to tell Zhang Yue that this "little wolf dog" was still in school.
Wait.
Zhang Yue realized something was wrong. "The little wolf dog you're keeping isn't a male university student, is he?"
Song Junzhu fell silent.
She dared not say it even more.
...
The entire night, Song Junzhu kept having nightmares.
Actually, they weren't nightmares. She dreamt of Lu Xing, but it was the scenes of her ruthlessly humiliating him before.
Watching her own behavior as a bystander in her dreams, Song Junzhu could only say one thing:
“What a beast!”
How could I have been so cruel?
The more she thought, the more guilty she felt.
In the end, Song Junzhu didn't even know how to face Lu Xing today.
Knock, knock, knock.
Song Junzhu didn't come looking for Lu Xing, but Lu Xing had to come looking for Song Junzhu!
Lu Xing carried the breakfast and knocked on Song Junzhu's door.
He was a little happy because Song Junzhu was going to torture her runaway fiancé, and yesterday she had even said she wouldn't hit him anymore.
So good!
If Song Junzhu kept her word, then for the next three months, he would be living in pure heaven, and he would also get a huge monthly salary. So awesome!
Thinking of this, the smile on Lu Xing's lips became much more sincere.
"Come in."
Song Junzhu frantically tidied her hair.
She didn't know since when, but she hoped that she would always be beautiful when she appeared in front of Lu Xing.
"Professor Song, I've made some breakfast. Would you like some?"
This was one thing Song Junzhu was quite satisfied with about Lu Xing.
He never told her what to do, only offered suggestions.
"Just put it here."
Song Junzhu cleared her throat and picked up her glasses from the table to put them on.
Lu Xing saw the red blood vessels in her eyes and asked caringly.
"Professor Song, are your eyes uncomfortable? Should I buy you some eye drops later?"
Song Junzhu was taken aback for a moment. A warm current flowed into her heart.
The next second.
She suddenly froze.
In this bedroom, it seems I've also whipped Lu Xing...
And not just here.
In the living room, the study, the balcony, even in every area of this villa, there were shadows of her torturing Lu Xing.
She hadn't felt it before, but ever since she started feeling guilty towards Lu Xing, she suddenly felt a little upset.
After thinking for a moment, Song Junzhu said.
"I'll go out for a walk with you. I don't want to stay at home."
Lu Xing was taken aback for a moment.
Go out? And with Song Junzhu?!
Lu Xing's scalp started tingling.
He really didn't want to go out!
It would be one thing if he ran into an acquaintance when he went out. What he was most afraid of was running into a client!
If both sides are clients, then who should Lu Xing talk to first?
This is simply top-tier torture! A pure Shura field!
But looking at Song Junzhu's determined look, Lu Xing definitely couldn't change her mind.
Fine, you ancestor!
Let's go out! One word and we're out the door!
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