Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again! Chapter 610: Does Grandma Have Such an Unruly Grandson?

"Stop."

Nalan Ye Jue slowly raised his hand, stopping the docunt-organizing robot.

He rubbed his temples and wheeled himself forward a few steps.

Then, he bent down and picked up the fallen docunt from the floor.

He flipped through it carefully, page by page:

"’The Top Ten Tricks for n in Love,’ the first trick, rember when a woman says no, that’s when she wants it the most..."

What a load of nonsense?

Nalan Ye Jue slapped the docunt face down on the desk.

However, in his mind, he couldn’t help but picture Qin Xin’s small face.

"No kids."

"No public engagent announcent."

"No sleeping in the sa bed."

The "three no’s" she declared on their engagent night, do they count as that first rule just ntioned: saying no ans wanting it?

Not sleeping in the sa bed, that rule is practically obsolete now.

Are the other two far off?

Nalan Ye Jue’s lips slowly curled up as he flipped the docunt back over and continued to read it carefully, word by word...

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Qin Xin has been feeling a bit sleepy during classes these past two days.

Perhaps it’s because she stayed up late practicing guitar with Xiao Shuang and rushing to update her manuscript, she never seems to get enough sleep.

Ao Xinghao, Hu Yi, and Huo Zhen had arranged their seats, sitting in the second-to-last row, right in front of her, completely blocking her view of the podium so she could sleep as much as she wanted.

As soon as class ended, Qiu Gang rubbed his hands together and approached Qin Xin’s seat with a fawning smile, pleading, "Granny, can we talk about the plot Xinghe updated today at midnight? Whose voice is that coming from the phone recording? And who kidnapped the female lead? Xinghe specifically left us hanging here, I’m dying of curiosity, I really want to know..."

Ao Xinghao stood up and bumped Qiu Gang on the shoulder: "Can’t you see our Xin is resting? Why are you making noise? And besides, the novel isn’t written by our Xin, so why ask? Are you such an inconsiderate grandson?"

Classmates: "...Pfft."

Such a sharp tongue, tsk tsk.

But Qiu Gang wasn’t angry at all: "I wasn’t thinking it through. Oh, I’m just burning with curiosity about the plot, every ti Granny predicts Xinghe’s thoughts so accurately, I’m in awe."

Ao Xinghao squinted his eyes: "Have you finished cleaning the n’s toilet?"

Qiu Gang: "Spotlessly clean!"

Ao Xinghao: "What about the won’s toilet?"

Qiu Gang scratched his head: "Oh, I forgot."

Ao Xinghao: "You better hurry up."

Qiu Gang: "I’ll go right away! Granny, after I finish my chores, could you reward by spoiling the plot a bit for ... ow!"

He got hit on the head by a piece of chalk Ao Xinghao threw, and Qiu Gang rushed off to clean the toilets.

Finally, it was a bit quieter.

Qin Xin switched arms and continued to lay her head on the table, resting her eyes.

She hadn’t rested for more than a few minutes when Qin Wenrou’s gentle voice sounded in her ear: "Brother Hu, this is the photo we took together at the Imperial Music Hall on the day I held my solo concert. I had it specially printed for rembrance; I’ll give you a copy, okay?"

She handed the photo to Hu Yi, right in front of all the classmates.

Although her solo concert was overshadowed by Qin Xin and Qin Xiaoshuang’s concert, the students at Imperial University didn’t know that.

She could still show it off when she got back.

Moreover, by showing a photo of Hu Yi supporting her, she could give that ugly freak a hard ti.

If she couldn’t crush Qin Xin for the mont, she could definitely crush the ugly freak, right?