The Young Matriarch - Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Have They Gone Blind?

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This was simply… ridiculous!

If this was not overinterpretation, then what was it?

While she was surfing the internet during the past few days, she learned that the eunuch novel which she randomly wrote two hundred years ago, ‘Memory of the Mountain Moonlight’, had actually started up a school of thought that was named, ‘Mountain Moonlight Academy’. There were several university professions researching the particular novel.

Yes, they were definitely overthinking this.

Perhaps sensing Bai Chuwei’s complicated emotions, Duan Xingye pushed his test papers towards her so that she could see the answers which he had written.

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Even though Duan Xingye was a silly cannon fodder male character, he was able to enter Class 9 and that meant his grades were pretty good.

Bai Chuwei took a glimpse at his paper and suddenly, her lips twitched.

Question: There are two trees outside the wall. One is a Jujube Tree, and the other is also a Jujube Tree. Please analyze the meaning1.

Duan Xingye answered in this way: It expresses the author’s loneliness. The author felt very dull and isolated…”

This question was worth four marks and Duan Xingye wrote a total of three lines worth of detailed analysis. Thus, successfully obtaining all four marks.

Bai Chuwei: …

The truth was, she had been drunk and wanted to increase the word count to hit the quota. How did all these deep meanings come about?!

Duan Xingye noticed Bai Chuwei’s dark gaze and assumed that she was envious. He tried to comfort her. “Practice more on answering techniques and you can also answer these questions. Oh right, I’ll give this to you.”

Duan Xingye took out a book from his drawer and passed it to her as if he was offering her a treasure. “This is the first classic masterpiece, ‘Memory of the Mountain Moonlight’, and a must test topic in our language examinations. Weiwei, you have to study it thoroughly.”

Bai Chuwei was itching to slam her head against the wall. Why should she study the eunuch novel which she had written herself??!!

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It was lesson time and Teacher Li stood at the podium as she analyzed the language test. She would also look at Bai Chuwei with a cold gaze from time to time.

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The remaining classes were either taking tests or doing self-study.

In Class 11, Deng Man and her gang had bitter expressions on their faces as they racked their brains to write a 3000-word reflection essay.

Tong Qingyan was somewhat absentminded. Even though she was answering the test paper, she would secretly take out her phone from time to time.

Every time she glanced at her screen, her disappointment increased. Why hadn’t the fourth young master replied? Could it be he had no spare time to check his phone while working? Or he did not wish to reply after having seen her message?

In fact, Duan Feihan had indeed, not used his phone.

Inside the conference room, a man was seated in the main seat while leaning against a 360 degree rotating office chair. With a fountain pen in his hand, he quietly listened to the reports.

The person speaking was a department manager, a middle-aged man in his forties. He was sweating profusely and had barely managed to finish his report while stuttering under the steady gaze of Duan Feihan.

Duan Feihan raised his brow and looked at him. He had no idea why his employees were so afraid to see him.

With a knock, his assistant entered the room with a cup and there was an odd expression on his face. “President Duan, here’s your coffee.”

Duan Feihan nodded and reached out for the cup which was in the shape of a chubby white hamster. It looked cartoonish and adorable.

He took a sip from it and revealed a satisfied expression.

Everyone in the conference room: !!!

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Oh my god, had they gone blind?

Where did President Duan get that cup from? Such a cartoonish cup was a complete mismatch with Duan Feihan’s stern personality.

Duan Feihan looked up at his employees whose jaw was about to drop from shock and said, “That’s all for today’s meeting. I have an appointment this evening.”

He had plans with Bai Chuwei to purchase medicinal ingredients together.

He looked away from everyone’s surprised gaze and grabbed his phone that had been on silent mode. When he unlocked it, he saw Tong Qingyan’s message that was sent quite some time ago.

He was disinterested in Tong Qingyna’s message and had no intentions to reply. However, he suddenly saw the words, ‘Student Bai Chuwei’ and thus paused for a second before opening the chat.

The more he read, the deeper his frown became…

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