ID card, graduation certificate, degree certificate, a student record printout, a bank card, a suit, an evening gown, a slip dress... Huh, there's even a G-string. 'That's Teacher Ye for you.'
'Other than the ID card, most of these documents are probably fake.'
He barely believed a single punctuation mark of anything Ye Qiuping said.
Unable to sleep, Chen Yansen pulled out his phone and started a chat with Meng Jie.
"Aren't you in room 0418?" Meng Jie asked.
"Ma Wenteng came to Xucheng. I'm out at a business dinner tonight," Chen Yansen replied.
"The boss of Penguin, Ma Wenteng?" Meng Jie asked, just to be sure.
"Yup. Send me a pic. President Chen is going vegetarian tonight—I'm only looking at legs," Chen Yansen teased.
"I'm not sending you anything," Meng Jie replied, lying on her dorm bed with a faint, tight-lipped smile.
Two minutes later, after getting no reply from him, she finally understood. Rolling her eyes, she snapped a picture of her calves and sent it over.
