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Chapter 1625: You Have Been Living Here For A While, Have You Not?

Nalan Chunbo utilized his foul play to perfection that he had taken down a confused Wen Shan, who no longer remembered if she was ever angry at him.

Up until Nalan Chunbo drove her all the way back to school, Wen Shan felt like her mind was completely blank. What exactly was the cheat that this man had been playing?

The house in school that they arrived at was the Dean’s two-story villa now belonging to Nalan Chunbo. Nalan Chunbo led Wen Shan into the house. She had been in this school since taking up her undergraduate studies until Ph.D.—she was there for nearly ten years, but she had never come to this small villa once.

“Isn’t this—?” The house where Dean Fang used to stay in?

Nalan Chunbo put down the key and turned to look at the person standing at the door. He reached out and pulled her in. “Dean Fang has already moved out, so I’m the one living here now.”

“...” Wen Shan was silent. Then...

! ! !

Wen Shan’s eyes widened to the size of copper bells. She shoved Nalan Chunbo aside and ran up to the second floor. On the second floor, she came face to face with the window of the house she was currently living in.

Nalan Chunbo slowly ascended the stairs. He knew what was going on with Wen Shan, so he gave her time to slowly digest this matter. This little cheat of his might have been proven useful the first time, but it was hard to say if it would work for the second time.

Wen Shan stood at the window, stomped her feet, then turned, and ran out.

Nalan Chunbo just happened to take his final step at the top of the stairs. When he raised his head, the first thing he saw was Wen Shan stomping out of the study. Nalan Chunbo peered to his back involuntarily, wondering if he could play a ruse of getting hurt to win over her sympathy.

Wen Shan approached Nalan Chunbo directly and pulled him away from the stairs, shattering his sweet dreams of committing such a ruse.

“You’ve been living here for a while, haven’t you?” Wen Shan accused him. However, it did not sound like she was accusing him at all.

Her voice was soft and mellow. This was an attribute that Wen Shan would automatically change into whenever she was with him. At the same time, the same tone of voice would plunge Nalan Chunbo’s heart into shivers of pleasure that emanated to every part of his body, including a specific part of his body.

Therefore, before Wen Shan could finish her question, Nalan Chunbo had extended his arms and swept her off her feet.

Wen Shan gasped in shock and hastily threw her arms around his neck. Before she could say anything, Nalan Chunbo had already lowered his head and sealed her lips with a kiss. He carried Wen Shan into the bedroom.

A man who had popped his cherry normally would not be able to control his urges well.

Even a saint like Nalan Chunbo was the same.

Meanwhile, Ding Junqi signed a contract with Gu Juexi for a show. Even though the two playwrights were still busy getting tangled up in the sheets, it did not pose any form of obstruction to the famous Gu Juexi—anyone would sign the contract without checking out the script.

Accompanied by his manager, Ding Junqi went to Gu Enterprise to sign the contract. The female lead had yet to be decided because Ding Ning had not agreed yet. Gu Juexi had left this matter entirely to Ding Ning. As long as Ding Ning did not agree, he would not agree, no matter how long it would take.

Therefore, Ding Junqi’s contract did not specify when he had to report to the production crew. Instead, it stated that he would be informed one month before the filming officially started so that it would not hinder him from other work.

There were no problems with the contract. Since Ding Junqi had no problems with the contract, he signed it straight away.

“Mr. Ding, please wait.” Just as Ding Junqi was about to leave, PA Wen put away the contract and chased after him.

Ding Junqi was about to put on his sunglasses when he heard PA Wen calling out to him. He put his sunglasses down and turned around to look at PA Wen who just caught up to him.

“Is there anything else, PA Wen?”

There was a folder in PA Wen’s hands although it almost time to get off work. With that thought in mind, PA Wen said, “Mr. Ding, if you aren’t socially engaged tonight, I’d like to treat you to a meal. There’s something that I’d like to ask you about.”