He Yi Sheng Xiao Mo / Silent Separation

Chapter 8.1

0.31: Mo Sheng stared at the English words on the paper. Such injustice, all those years spent abroad was a complete waste.

Ask Yi Chen? She looked up to see that he seemed very busy so better not disturb him.

Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the silence in the office. With his right hand flipping through the documents, Yi Chen picked up the phone with his left hand.

"Hello ...... I am in the office ...... no, as it turns out I have something to do today ......"

What did the other party say as Yi Chen started to laugh: "Lao (Old – usually use to address an elderly) Zhou, when did you also become a matchmaker?"

Lao Zhou started to complain: "I am forced by my wife. When she came to the court last time, she just so happened to see you. Since then, she has intention to introduce her niece to you. My wife does not have any hobby except she likes to matchmake. However, honestly speaking, Xiao (Young – usually use to address a youngster) He, it is not that I want to advocate for my own family member, but my wife's niece is really quite good. Education, appearance and personality are all on par with yours. Why don't you consider it?"

Yi Chen smiled. "Lao Zhou, do you want me to engage in an extramarital affair?"

"What extramarital affair?" Lao Zhou reacted belatedly, "Are you saying you are married?" After shouting it out, he immediately refuted it himself, "Don't joke, it is possible for anyone but impossible for He Yi Chen to get married."

What did he say? Yi Chen could not help laughing.

After hanging up the phone, Yi Chen looked at Mo Sheng, who was engrossed in her work.

Biting the tip of the pen again.

Incurable bad habit!

Previously, when she could not solve a calculus problem, she also acted like this. After biting the tip of the pen for a while, she pushed the assignment to him and looked at him with eyes full of flattery: "Yi Chen ......"

Pity him who was majoring in law but was better in studying calculus than the science and engineering students.

"Yi Chen ......" Mo Sheng really could not translate anymore so she looked up to appeal for help.

Ai!

He sat down beside her and out of habit took the document in her hands. "Which one?"

"Here, how to translate this one?"

Mobilia sequuntur personam.

2.11: Chattels follow the person.

Very professional terms and Latin language so it was normal for her not to know it.

His breathing was very near and lingered around her face. Suddenly, Mo Sheng remembered when they studied together outside of class time in the past. Yi Chen would always very solemnly said: "Mo Sheng, don't sit next to me."

"Why ah?" She specifically followed him here to study outside of class time ah.

"You will distract me."

A little sad, but straightaway she raised a hand to pledge. "I promise not to talk to you, not to go out to buy snacks and not to move around ......"

As a result, before she even finished talking, Yi Chen spoke with a defeated look: "No matter how quiet, you will still distract me."

What the hell!? At that time, she was so angry that she took her books and stormed off panting with rage.

However, she seemed to understand a little bit more of his words now ......