"You should stop texting him, he's not going to reply. He said you two were just passing acquaintances and don't have any real friendship."
"Friendships between gentlemen are as light as water."
Lu Cheng: "..."
Alright, these two teachers—one's a perpetual 'autistic' and the other just 'passing acquaintances'?
But Lu Cheng couldn't blame Chen Song; he'd already laid his chips down in his own heart.
…
In Long County, within Tianyue District.
Peng Haibo dialed the familiar number of Vice Dean Hu Qingshan, adopting a cheerful, ingratiating tone: "Dean Hu, do you have any plans for tonight?"
"I'm at home with the kids tonight; what's up, Director Peng?" Hu Qingshan, an old fox, replied.
"Oh, it's nothing—just wanted to report an issue to you."
"If you're busy tonight, I can come by your place to report face-to-face?" Peng Haibo quickly adjusted his tone.
Hu Qingshan: "Just tell me..."
