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"Minister, what do you mean by this?"

This was the first time Jiang Linyuan had received such a reply from Shen Wanyu, and he was somewhat unable to figure out her intentions.

Could she really have a secret crush on me?

"The literal meaning."

Shen Wanyu didn't even turn her head, speaking indifferently:

"Leave the External Liaison Department's work to me."

"Minister, what's the reason?"

"I don't want to say."

Shen Wanyu's answer was very straightforward, directly blocking any possibility of Jiang Linyuan continuing to ask.

This minister is quite domineering too, huh.

"Oh, then I just won't go."

Jiang Linyuan said.

Shen Wanyu suddenly turned her head back. After a moment of silence, she asked:

"Have you fallen for Su Muzhi?"

?

No, Minister, how much is Little Su paying you? I'll double it. If I can't afford it, I can also offer myself as compensation.

Jiang Linyuan looked at Shen Wanyu and couldn't help but ask:

"How did you arrive at that conclusion?"

"Guessed."

Shen Wanyu turned her head away again, flatly repeating:

"I hope you can participate in this sports meet."

To be honest, this kind of minister is extremely rare.

Is there something special about this sports meet?

"If I agree to the minister's request, what will the minister offer as compensation?"

Jiang Linyuan asked.

Regarding this girl Shen Wanyu, even though there were still many things he hadn't figured out about her.

There was one thing he was absolutely certain of.

She didn't really like owing people things, whether it was favors or money, she kept everything crystal clear.

Over the past year, it was true that Shen Wanyu had treated him as a tool, but she never shorted him on benefits.

Every time, a big red envelope would be slapped onto his face, followed by a cold command: "Get to work."

This time, she took the initiative to ask him to participate in the sports meet. What kind of compensation was she planning to give?

Jiang Linyuan looked at Shen Wanyu's cool, aloof face, waiting for her answer.

After a moment, she said flatly:

"I can tell you a little secret about Su Muzhi."

A secret, untold past of Little Su? That's somewhat interesting.

Jiang Linyuan nodded:

"Minister, tell me now."

Shen Wanyu glanced at him and said:

"Su Muzhi coming to Xingnan University actually wasn't her own personal wish."

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Wait, my brain hurts, feels like something's growing inside.

Little Su said Auntie Shaqima arranged for her to study abroad, but the Vice Principal, the Dragon King Live-in Son-in-Law, changed it to Xingnan University.

Now the minister says this wasn't Little Su's personal wish either.

Could it be there's more than one Auntie Shaqima?!

Vice Principal! Are you also an incarnation of Makima, the Imperial Ama?

"Minister, you're not lying to me, are you?"

Jiang Linyuan couldn't help but ask.

Shen Wanyu said bluntly:

"No."

Vice Principal, so you're a bad old geezer too.

Jiang Linyuan's eyes sharpened.

Shen Wanyu, looking at his expression, said:

"I don't know what Su Muzhi told you, but of her words, nine out of ten are false."

As she spoke, she paused:

"To you, maybe five out of ten are false. You need to learn to distinguish."

Sounds familiar.

Isn't this what you said to Xiao Yilin!

The minister has a discerning eye!

I never thought that in the minister's heart, I'm actually so naive, that's great!

"No, you don't need to distinguish."

Shen Wanyu said, frowning:

"Because whether it's true or false, you basically don't particularly care either way."

The minister's eyes are dim with age!

Jiang Linyuan felt insulted. He snorted coldly and looked at Xiao Yilin, who was listening intently on the side.

I've been insulted by the minister, and you're still unmoved!

Pinch!

"What are you doing!! Senior!"

"Xiao Yilin, you don't love me anymore."

"...What... what nonsense! You... what are you spouting again!"

Lin Yilin's face flushed red, flustered as she randomly swatted at Jiang Linyuan.

Xiao Yilin is still easier to bully.

……

The school sports meet was being prepared in full swing, and soon another week passed.

Sunday, Auntie Shaqima's feast set as a trap.

Su Muzhi, wearing a dress, looked at Jiang Linyuan with a smiling expression:

"Jiang-classmate is quite punctual."

"You're not worthy of making me wait."

Jiang Linyuan looked at her. It's already autumn, dressing like that, won't you freeze to death?

Then he looked at the luxury car parked at the school gate that looked very expensive.

He didn't have much feeling about cars, unless you said it could transform into Optimus Prime, then he might take a second look.

"Get in the car."

Su Muzhi led Jiang Linyuan to sit in the back seat, heading towards a hotel.

In the car.

Su Muzhi looked at Jiang Linyuan and asked:

"Jiang-classmate, are you feeling a little nervous now?"

"Haha, Little Su, you're really humorous."

Jiang Linyuan replied with a laugh:

"Don't you know, squirrels were called 'tight squirrels' before they met me?"

Su Muzhi was quite satisfied with this response of his, nodding, then suddenly said:

"Jiang-classmate, do you know how expensive this car is?"

"No, I don't."

Jiang Linyuan said frankly.

The poor play with cars, the rich play with watches, and when I have nothing to do, I just play with my... thing.

If I don't know, I don't know, no need to put on a front.

Su Muzhi actually laughed even more happily, saying:

"In terms of price, based on the apartment I gave you last time, it could hide ten Yu Songsongs."

What a strange analogy?

"Alright then, let me ask you this, does the stuff this car produces come out as engine oil?"

Jiang Linyuan asked.

Su Muzhi thought for a moment and replied:

"It's a gasoline car."

"No, let me rephrase. Can it produce engine oil like Optimus Prime?"

Jiang Linyuan said.

Su Muzhi: ...

"Hehe, according to Jiang-classmate's way of putting it, this car should be a newlywed young wife, it's only been in my hands for a few days."

She said with a smile.

"Understood, a big horse pulling a small cart."

Jiang Linyuan sighed with a look of regret:

"Never thought I could only be considered a small cart."

Pfft.

The car braked abruptly.

"Sorry, Miss."

The female driver in front said apologetically.

No way, what era is this, and people are really still calling her 'Miss'?

Is this the era of the great female-oriented novel brawl?

"It's fine, Auntie Yun."

Su Muzhi didn't mind at all, turning to look at Jiang Linyuan:

"Jiang-classmate finds this form of address novel?"

"It's alright."

Jiang Linyuan smacked his lips, suddenly asking the driver:

"Auntie, then do you call Miss Su's mother 'Madam'?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The female driver was taken aback and didn't answer.

Su Muzhi took over:

"Hehe, it's not that exaggerated. It's not the feudal era anymore, my mother doesn't like such old-fashioned titles."

But I get the feeling your family has a bit of that tendency.

Seeing her actively avoid the topic, Jiang Linyuan didn't press further.

They soon arrived at the hotel. Jiang Linyuan glanced around.

Completely empty.

"It's been booked out."

Su Muzhi said with a smile, leading Jiang Linyuan towards a private room:

"My mother is quite particular. She even brought the chefs from her own personal culinary team to the hotel."

"So, Jiang-classmate, you're basically just having a home-cooked meal this time, don't be too nervous."

Even though he had some guesses about Little Su's background, isn't this a bit too exaggerated?