Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 948: Chapter 948: A Day as a Teacher (17)

Chuzheng returned to Jin Shi Tian Xiang.

”Miss Ruan, I really...”

Chuzheng sat down on the chair and said grandly, ”I’ll invest, I’ll help you expand this restaurant nationwide.”

The owner of Jin Shi Tian Xiang: ”...”

The owner of Jin Shi Tian Xiang was confused.

”Miss Ruan, if you have money, you could open your own restaurant, why insist on buying mine?”

Although Jin Shi Tian Xiang is quite famous in this city and is considered a high-end restaurant,

if you put it among the renowned restaurants, Jin Shi Tian Xiang is nothing.

”Do you think I want to?” It’s all because of that bastard!

”If you don’t want to, then why buy it?”

Chuzheng quickly covered up her slip of the tongue, adjusting her expression: ”I have high hopes for you, you have the potential to make it to Forbes.”

The owner of Jin Shi Tian Xiang: ”...” You must be joking, is Forbes owned by your family?

-

Chuzheng left Jin Shi Tian Xiang with the contract.

[Big sister, you see, I said, there’s no problem money can’t solve. If there is, you must be spending it the wrong way.] The King’s Account eagerly chimed in, reinforcing the point that money can do anything.

Chuzheng: ”...”

[If you spend it correctly, a billion-dollar fortune isn’t enough to spend.]

”...”

Chuzheng couldn’t be bothered to argue with the King’s Account and simply muted it.

Chuzheng had only walked a few steps when she saw Qiao Lian standing at the intersection ahead.

He was looking down at his phone, then left in one direction.

A few minutes later, Qiao Lian came back.

He looked around, somewhat bewildered.

Chuzheng couldn’t quite understand what it felt like to be directionally challenged, especially with such obvious landmarks around.

Chuzheng watched Qiao Lian wandering around.

He probably got tired of walking around and eventually gave up.

He went to stand in the shade.

”Qiao Lian.”

Hearing the voice, Qiao Lian was slightly stunned and turned to look.

The girl stood under the scorching sun, the sunlight gleaming in her hair, her whole being bathed in light, yet she gave off a sense of cold aloofness, in stark contrast to the bright sun.

Qiao Lian pulled down his earphones, gently parted his lips: ”Teacher?”

”Lost?”

”...Mm.” Qiao Lian lowered his head slightly, seeming a bit embarrassed.

”Going back to school?”

”Mm.”

Chuzheng sighed inwardly, feeling sorry for the Good Person Card.

”Let’s go.”

Qiao Lian silently followed Chuzheng towards the school.

”What are you doing here?”

This place is quite far from the school, how did he get here?!

”Eating.” Qiao Lian replied.

”Came this far to eat?”

”...Mm.”

Qiao Lian didn’t talk much, and Chuzheng wasn’t one to waste words either, so they walked without talking.

-

It was still early, and the school was on lunch break. The gate wasn’t open, so Qiao Lian couldn’t get in.

Under the hot sun, Chuzheng wanted to go back and sleep for a bit.

”Find a place to rest on your own.” Chuzheng told Qiao Lian: ”I’m heading back first.”

Qiao Lian nodded and thanked her quietly, then walked to a shady spot to sit down. He put on his earphones, staring silently in the direction of the school gate.

Chuzheng walked a bit further, turned back, and just happened to see this scene.

The sunlight streamed through the gaps in the tree canopy, creating mottled shadows on the ground and on the boy.

The frail and slender boy sat with his back straight, yet inexplicably exuded an air of loneliness and sorrow.

Chuzheng walked back.

A shadow covered Qiao Lian’s face, and he lifted his eyes slightly, the girl’s face reflecting in his clear eyes: ”Teacher?”

”The school gate won’t open for another hour, come back with me first.”

”Oh.”

Chuzheng lived alone now, so she wasn’t afraid to take him back with her.

”Come in.”

Qiao Lian looked around first, seemingly confirming something, before entering a few minutes later.

Chuzheng led him to the bedroom where there was air conditioning.

Chuzheng poured him a glass of water: ”Aren’t you hot?”

Qiao Lian looked down at his clothes and shook his head: ”Not hot.”

Chuzheng glanced at the fine sweat on his forehead but didn’t expose his lie.

Chuzheng still had assignments to grade, so she let him be.

Qiao Lian was very quiet, Chuzheng could hardly sense his presence. When she turned around after grading half of her assignments, she saw the boy leaning against the chair asleep.

His fine hair draped over his forehead.

Chuzheng carefully got up, walked over, extended her hand, and touched the soft hair with her fingertips.

She glanced at the boy’s tightly shut eyes, gently pressing down, and ruffled his hair.

Chuzheng’s expression immediately became stern.

So soft, so soft!!

The boy’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he drowsily opened his eyes: ”Teacher?”

”Go sleep on the bed.” Chuzheng nonchalantly retracted her hand: ”I’ll wake you up later.”

The boy rubbed his eyes, his voice still sleepy: ”Thanks, teacher, I’m fine...”

Chuzheng pulled him up, pressing him directly onto the bed: ”Sleep.”

Qiao Lian watched as Chuzheng returned to her desk and continued grading assignments.

At this moment, he lay on the teacher’s bed, with a faint, cool scent lingering around his nose, refreshing and pleasant.

Qiao Lian’s calm and tranquil heart rippled slightly.

He slowly closed his eyes.

-

Most of the time, Qiao Lian would be late—because he got lost.

Today, with Chuzheng bringing him to school, they arrived punctual on the dot, and his classmates found it odd that Qiao Lian wasn’t late today.

Chuzheng had the second class in the afternoon.

As soon as she entered the classroom, the chattering class fell silent.

Chuzheng was quite pleased with their discipline, opened the book, and started teaching.

Before, Qiao Lian would sleep or doodle during class, but today he actually started listening to the lecture.

But barely halfway through, the boy began to doze off, eventually lying down again.

Chuzheng shook her head and lowered her voice.

After class, Chuzheng remembered something, tapped her desk to quiet down the gradually lively classroom.

”Next month’s cultural festival, if anyone wants to participate, come get the registration form from me.”

The school didn’t originally plan to let seniors participate because it’s too time-consuming.

But some teachers thought that seniors were already stressed with studying, so it was a good chance for them to relax a bit.

So in the end, seniors who wanted to participate could do so, and those who didn’t, wouldn’t be forced.

Meng Yu was the first to get a form.

”Teacher, I’ll take one for Qiao Lian too,” Meng Yu suddenly said.

”Hmm?”

Meng Yu smiled, ”Teacher, Qiao Lian said he wants to join too.”

”Did he?” Chuzheng replied calmly, ”Let him come on his own.”

Meng Yu: ”...”

Meng Yu stood still, Chuzheng asked, ”Anything else?”

”No... nothing.” Meng Yu left the office, looked back curiously, then down at the form in her hand.

Wasn’t it easy to get a form?

Meng Yu hummed a tune as she returned to the classroom, glancing at Qiao Lian, who was listening to music, with his chin propped up, staring out the window.

-

Registration forms were gradually filled out and returned to Chuzheng.

The cultural festival lasts two days, so each class could have two or three program slots, but many more people signed up, so Chuzheng had to select the final participants.

Though not many from this class signed up.

Only five forms.

When Chuzheng flipped to the last one, she unexpectedly saw Qiao Lian’s name.

She hadn’t given Qiao Lian a registration form...