Before in the Quinlan Family, Jeff Quinlan and they were often not at ho, leaving her alone, so when it ca to cooking noodles, she was quite experienced, her skills were decent.
Occasionally when in a good mood, she’d even fry an egg to put on top.
"Mm." Amadeus Yancey watched as the girl lazily walked toward the stairs, and responded with a grunt, acknowledging her.
Nathalie Quinlan noticed he didn’t insist on waiting for her and relaxed, going upstairs to catch up on sleep without any psychological burden.
Amadeus Yancey kept watching the girl’s back disappear onto the second floor before slowly retracting his gaze.
Alfred Garland happened to ask him nearby: "Amadeus, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
The man on the sofa got up and also headed to the study, quite naturally saying: "We’ll talk later, you go ahead and eat, I have sothing to work on."
Alfred Garland watched him enter the study and close the door.
Faced with rejection, he rubbed his nose bridge, already understanding the situation in his heart.
Amadeus said not to wait for Ms. Quinlan, yet that was just to tell Ms. Quinlan; actually, he would wait until Ms. Quinlan woke up to eat.
He rubbed his belly, feeling a bit speechless.
Pulled out his phone and sent Sadam Vinson a WhatsApp ssage asking if he was back and then silently sent another ssage: Mr. Vinson, in my opinion, dating is quite tiring for single folks like us! You’d better stay single, so we can have soone to rely on.
Dating is really quite tiring, especially for single folks like us!
*
The next day.
Nathalie Quinlan stretched after sleeping all night, feeling refreshed in the morning, and was driven directly to Tsinghua University for registration by Alfred Garland.
The registration for the first day of school was pretty simple.
Just go to the administrative office, queue up, pay the tuition, and after paying all the fees, gather at the departnt.
There weren’t many students in the Chinese dicine departnt, and the classroom assigned was small.
When Nathalie Quinlan arrived, everyone else was already in the lecture hall.
Tiffany Olsen, Ezra Hoffman, and a few others saw Nathalie Quinlan arrive, and all paused their conversation to greet her amicably.
Only Velnisa Irvin had an awkward expression when she saw the girl co in, imdiately clamming up.
The others didn’t notice her small action.
Especially Tiffany Olsen, usually carefree, saw Nathalie Quinlan found a seat at the back and went over to talk to her.
"Nathalie, did you hear? Professor Wafford from the Clinical departnt has been suspended by the university."
Nathalie Quinlan had only brought a black single shoulder bag, which was quite light, and you could tell there wasn’t much inside.
She took out her phone from her bag, reacting calmly to the news: "No, now I’ve heard."
Tiffany Olsen admired the girl’s coolness, looking all stylish and powerful, feeling her face blush, heart race, even her earlobes redden, and a bit embarrassed, she averted her line of sight, saying: "That Professor Wafford was quite impressive, head of the Clinical departnt. Don’t know what trouble she got into, suddenly got suspended by the university. I heard she might have provoked soone."
" ..." Nathalie Quinlan’s phone turned on, she saw a ssage from Amadeus Yancey asking if she had registered yet.
She propped her chin with her hand, replied, and listened to Tiffany Olsen whispering gossip in her ear: "The Clinical departnt is in chaos today, bewildered. But it has nothing to do with our departnt; they have always been arrogantly looking down on us, now their teacher is suspended, serves them right."
She didn’t quite like Adelle Wafford.
She had seen that person once at the school celebration, who was renowned within the country, and the Clinical departnt folks were just like her.
Heard they thought the Chinese dicine departnt students were beneath them, pretending to be superior.
Making it seem like the Chinese dicine departnt was inferior.
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