The Time-Limited Love and Marriage-Chapter 12 -

Lin Xian saw the man in the wheelchair and thought of Chen Haobin's consequences. She quickly let go, "Third Young Master!"

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing. Just chatting with Moxi."

Lin Xian sneaked a glance at Jiang Moxi, hinting at her not to talk nonsense in front of Fu Youhan.

Jiang Moxi's demeanor was almost indifferent; it was unclear if she understood his hint.

It was Fu Youhan's stern voice that came through again, "Chatting about what? You even started getting physical?"

"I just wanted to..."

Lin Xian's face reddened, unable to come up with an excuse.

"If I catch you bullying anyone again, watch out, I'll chop off your hands."

Fu Youhan dropped the warning, then glanced at Jiang Moxi: "Come push me."

"Okay."

Jiang Moxi stepped forward, obediently pushing Fu Youhan away.

It was only after Lin Xian realized just how low it was to try to get physical with Jiang Moxi.

Especially since he was humiliated in front of Jiang Moxi by Fu Youhan, he felt ashamed.

"Drinking leads to trouble! I'm never drinking again!"

As Lin Xian was cursing under his breath, Jiang Moxi had already pushed Fu Youhan towards the elevator.

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When they approached the potted plants placed in front of the elevator, Fu Youhan noticed that one of them was not aligned and his brow furrowed significantly.

"Why are you working part-time here?"

"It pays well," Jiang Moxi said bluntly.

Fu Youhan raised an eyebrow coldly: "Are you short on money?"

"Yes."

But after merely glancing at her, he said, "Move that one over there."

Jiang Moxi looked in the direction he indicated and saw it was the protruding potted plant he was referring to.

So she stepped forward and adjusted the position of the plant.

In fact, she hadn't arranged it very neatly, but the furrow in the man's brow noticeably smoothed out, and he even gave her scribbled face a couple more glances.

"if you need help in the future, just come to the ninth floor upstairs to find me."

Jiang Moxi sighed with relief, then smiled, "Thanks, uncle."

Actually, she was quite worried that Fu Youhan would probe further, like how much money she needed.

Thankfully, he didn't ask more.

But then again, this reaction was normal.

Except for that one night, at most, she was just his nephew's ex-fiancée.

And Fu Youhan himself had no idea that she was the person from that night, nor would he meddle in her affairs.

Fu Youhan grunted and wheeled himself into the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed, Jiang Moxi watched the digital display next to her and noticed that the elevator stopped exactly on the ninth floor.

Yesterday during training, the manager mentioned that the ninth floor had only one large private room, used for entertaining VIPs, and told her not to go up there lightly.

Now, thinking about it, that VIP must be Fu Youhan.

However, she didn't want to get entangled with Fu Youhan, so naturally, she wouldn't go looking for his help on the ninth floor...

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The next day, Jiang Moxi received another delivery from Lin Xian at school.

Besides breakfast, there were various delicate pastries.

Many classmates came to watch.

"Wow, it's from the Five Seasons Hotel. Their breakfast is said to be made by a top domestic chef, limited availability, exclusively for the hotel's platinum customers."

"This meal must cost a five-figure sum!"

"Fellow student, I think you've underestimated by one digit..."

Then, Lai Xueer slammed the materials to be distributed on the lectern with force.

"Isn't it time for class? Why are you all still gathered here? If you don't return to your seats now, I'll record each of your names and deduct points from your daily performance."

Jiang Moxi looked over at the sound and saw Lai Xueer looking at herself coldly.

The Technical College, in a bid to reduce its students' social aloofness, had indeed come up with some ideas.

Daily performance points were one of those measures, coupled with professional and elective course credits, and if the composite score fell below the passing line, they would have to remain under observation when graduating.

Unlike professional and elective course credits, daily performance evaluation was managed by the class monitor and student council members.

And Lai Xueer was just that, the class monitor of Jiang Moxi's class, and a key member of the student council, holding absolute authority over daily performance points.

Therefore, the classmates didn't dare to confront Lai Xueer head-on and returned to their seats.

Of course, there were inevitably those who whispered underneath their breath, "I think Lai Xueer is just bearing a grudge against Jiang Moxi for taking Lin Xian away from her, that's why she's targeting her."

"Did Lai Xueer and Lin Xian ever date? At most, they were just flirting for a while; how could she seriously assume the role of the main wife?"

Lai Xueer cast a sharp glance at the two students who were discussing, and they immediately fell silent.

Lai Xueer faced off against Jiang Moxi's indifferent gaze:

"Jiang Moxi, you've significantly disrupted our class's normal teaching these past few days, so I'm going to report your name and deduct your daily performance points for this semester."

What Lai Xueer hadn't expected was that Jiang Moxi suddenly stood up, walked purposefully over to her:

"Lai Xueer, isn't your personal vendetta a bit too obvious?"