in the dean's office at beijing university's school of literature.
"what are you doing here?" fu yu was a little surprised to see huaisheng there. they were talking on the phone an hour ago, and he said that he was going to the old house for dinner. why was he here?
"you said you were going to deal with some private matters, so you came here?" huai sheng asked.
"take a seat first." the director asked fu yu to sit down.
" director, you're looking for me ... " lu fang also followed him into the office. her waist had just been hit, and it felt like it was on fire. it hurt so much that her back was covered in sweat. teacher ma closed the door with a bang, and she staggered again in shock.
her gaze swept past huai sheng, and her guilty eyes trembled as she looked away.
"you've published several articles in the school newspaper a few days ago, and the response was quite good." the hospital director looked at her with a smile.
