Chapter 186 Professor God, Let’s Pretend We Don’t Understand

"Who has any objections?" Mu Yunfan's heart sank, and he had a bad premonition.

Lu Shaoming smiled but didn't answer. At this time, a series of melodious mobile phone ringtones rang, and Mu Yunfan's phone rang.

He lowered his eyes to look at the number, said "sorry", and walked out of the box door.

...

Five minutes later, when Mu Yunfan entered the box door again, his face was livid. He sat in his seat and stared at Lu Shaoming, "Lu Shao, my father just called me and urged me to go back to Singapore. Do you know about this?"

Ning Qing paused with her chopsticks in her hand, Uncle Mu?

Ning Qing glanced at the man beside her. Yes, Mu Yunfan was determined to pester her and she couldn't do anything about it. After all, he was her brother of 18 years. Could he really call the police?

This smart and scheming man directly came up with the trick of surrounding Wei to save Zhao, which set Mu Yunfan's backyard on fire.

Ning Qing was full of emotion in her heart. How could she not understand that if Lu Shaoming really took action, there would be many ways to drive Mu Yunfan away, but he didn't do so. He was considering her feelings.

He didn't want to make her sad.

Even though he was jealous, he always put her first and tried to minimize the harm.

How could this man be so good to her?

Ning Qing was moved when she heard Lu Shaoming casually say, "I had a business in Singapore a few days ago, and I visited Uncle Mu by the way. Uncle Mu was very happy to hear about Qingqing and me, and he also blessed us. Uncle Mu has only one son, Master Mu, and he has high hopes for him. He is also a bit strict in educating Master Mu. Uncle Mu asked me to tell Master Mu not to waste your time on useless things. When you return to Singapore, Uncle Mu has a lot of famous ladies for you to choose. Master Mu is also at the age of trial marriage."

Mu Yunfan clenched his fists. Lu Shaoming must have told his father about his marriage to Ning Qing. His father is a typical businessman, and he only cares about profit. Now he called to say that he would send a butler to pick him up and take him back to Singapore in the next two days.

Lu Shaoming is so cruel.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Mr. Lu has such a close relationship with Mr. Xu and Mr. Mu. Come, let's have a drink." Wang Xiao was confused and didn't want to understand, so he raised his glass to ease the atmosphere.

Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming drink a glass of white wine in one gulp. It was the first time she saw him drinking white wine.

Seeing the waiter coming to pour wine again, Ning Qing quickly grabbed his clothes and whispered, "Drink less, white wine is harmful to your body, be careful not to get drunk."

Lu Shaoming looked over with his dark eyes, approached her, and said softly, "Don't worry, your husband will never get drunk after a thousand cups."

What's a thousand cups without getting drunk? It's bragging.

Ning Qing took a piece of lion's head and put it in his bowl, "Drink less and eat more vegetables."

Lu Shaoming raised his sword eyebrows and didn't refute. Yes, my wife.

...

Lu Shaoming took Ning Qing, Principal Wang, and a professor into the elevator. Ning Qing stood beside Lu Shaoming by the elevator.

The elevator was small, and when she got close to the man, she could smell his fresh breath, which was now intoxicating with the aroma of wine.

Ning Qing blushed and quietly stretched out her little finger to hook his big hand hanging by his side.

Lu Shaoming was talking to Principal Wang. Noticing the girl's little movements, he stretched out his palm to wrap her little hand, kneaded it lovingly for a few times, and then passed through her fingers and interlocked their fingers.

His coat sleeves were relatively long, and they just happened to cover their hands when they hung down.

His palms were warm and comfortable, holding her.

Ning Qing's little heart was pounding. She was so presumptuous in front of the teacher, because she and Lu Shaoming had no chance to be alone together until now.

With the male god by her side, she felt itchy.

She looked up at the elevator mirror, but happened to meet his unintentional black eyes. He looked at her gently, and Ning Qing quickly turned her eyes away.

Don't show her off.

She really couldn't help it.

At this time, the professor said, "Mr. Lu, I heard that you are a top student in economics. At the age of 16, you listed your first company, Guangqing, in Los Angeles, USA. It just so happens that our school has a big economics class in the afternoon. I wonder if Mr. Lu has time to give these students some advice and give them a lesson?"

Class?

Ning Qing blinked and looked at Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming glanced at the girl. She probably thought this was very novel. Her eyes were bright and she looked up at him with admiration, with a hint of expectation.

Lu Shaoming smiled and nodded, "It's better to obey than to be respectful."

...

In the afternoon, Lu Shaoming really taught a big economics class in the lecture hall. The lecture hall was so popular that students who didn't get a seat crowded at the window to watch.

Yin Shuiling sat beside Ning Qing. Seeing Ning Qing's delicate face flushed, she reached out and squeezed her, "Ning Qing, stop looking. The male god professor on the podium is yours. No one else can snatch him away. If you keep looking, you'll drool."

Ning Qing's butterfly-winged eyelashes trembled shyly twice, and she pouted her pink lips and hummed, "I'm not looking at him, I'm listening to his lecture."

Ning Qing couldn't help but sneak a glance at him.

On the podium, Lu Shaoming took off his coat, wearing a beige sweater and black trousers. He was handsome and tall. His two big hands were clasped on the podium, and each of his fingers had distinct joints, steady and powerful.

His voice was very mellow, and it echoed in every corner of the lecture hall, and it was a minute-by-minute bewitching feeling. Ning Qing didn't understand what he said. He was an idiot in mathematics, but his erudite and elegant appearance was full of style. He really looked like a professor, elegant and outstanding.

The classroom was very quiet. The girls were sitting with their hands on their cheeks, looking infatuated, while the boys were listening attentively, impressed by his profound knowledge.

Ning Qing's heart beats wildly every time she looks at him. The little girl's heart is moved by his knowledge and appearance that everyone admires.

But when she thinks that he is hers, an electric current will run through her bones. She dare not think about the intimacy in the past, the elegant and charming man's swaying appearance on her.

"Ning Qing, you have never been interested in mathematical economics. Who are you trying to fool by listening to his lectures? Look at your little eyes, you can't wait to run up and pounce on him. Ning Qing, tell me, who took the initiative between you and Lu Shaoming? He looks like a gentleman. Will he be very domineering and fierce at night?"

What she just thought in her heart was asked out, Ning Qing quickly said coquettishly, "Shui Ling, don't talk nonsense, I, we..."

Yin Shui Ling pushed her arm affectionately, "What are you talking about? You have been married for so long, and you are still so shy. Where I used to live in the UK, I fell asleep every day to the screams of the neighbors, and woke up to the screams of the neighbors."

Ning Qing, "Oh, this is China. Shui Ling, if you joke with me again, I will ignore you." Ning Qing was so embarrassed that she almost dug a hole in the ground.

Yin Shuiling has been in the UK for three years and her thoughts have become more open, but Ning Qing is a down-to-earth girl who is too thin-skinned to joke.

"Tsk tsk..." Yin Shuiling shook her head at Ning Qing a few times, "Your shy look makes me anxious, but maybe Lu Shaoming likes it. Training a little Aries is what men love to do the most."

Ning Qing, "..."

At this time, Lu Shaoming on the podium wrote an equation on the blackboard and asked the students to answer.

"Professor God, I know." The students raised their hands one after another.

Lu Shaoming saw that there were too many people raising their hands, "How about this, I will call the student numbers, whoever is called, will stand up and answer?"

"Okay." The students agreed.

"No. 28." Lu Shaoming called a student number casually.

No. 28?

Ning Qing's little brain was a little short-circuited, this student number was so familiar.

At this time, the students had already looked over and laughed, "Ning Qing, your professor Lu is calling you to answer the question."

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl. He noticed that she was not listening carefully in class and was whispering to Yin Shuiling.

She should be embarrassed now, but she definitely wouldn't.

Sure enough, the girl stood up, her beautiful eyes lingered on his face, looking at him with resentment, as if blaming him for calling number 28.

"Ning Qing, your professor Lu is waiting for you to answer the question. Do you know the answer to this equation?"

"That's right, Ning Qing. Professor Lu said the answer at the beginning. You didn't listen. Where did you look?"...

Yin Shuiling led the students to make a noise.

Ning Qing bit her tender lower lip. Well, she didn't want to live anymore.

"Okay, since she can't answer, forget it. Sit down." Seeing the girl's awkward look, Lu Shaoming helped her out.

"Professor God, this is not okay. Our former Professor Dong would punish any student who couldn't answer a question by cleaning the blackboard. You are protecting your girlfriend. It's not fair, not fair!"

The students were unwilling to miss this good show, and the whole lecture hall was in chaos.

Lu Shaoming hooked his lips, and seeing that the people were injustice, he had to speak to Ning Qing, "Ning Qing, then you come up and clean the blackboard."

Ning Qing's face flushed, and under the supervision of hundreds of people, she raised her feet and walked towards the podium.

After getting on the podium, Lu Shaoming handed her the blackboard eraser in his hand. Ning Qing didn't dare to look up at him, and turned around to clean the blackboard.

While cleaning the blackboard, she heard Yin Shuiling's silver bell-like laughter, "Professor God, let me ask you a question. Do you know under what circumstances 1 1 equals 3?"

Ning Qing was almost choked. This was the most obscene joke she had made with Shuiling when they were young, and Shuiling brought it up now.

I didn't hear Lu Shaoming's voice, but only heard the students' increasingly chaotic laughter. Yin Shuiling was calling, "Professor, Ning Qing knows the answer. You can ask her tonight."

Ning Qing, "..."

At this time, the miserable Ning Qing found that she was not the most embarrassed, but only more embarrassed. She wanted to wipe the blackboard and return to her seat, but she tried to tiptoe to wipe the chalk words on the blackboard, but Ning Qing couldn't reach it.

The man who was more than 1.8 meters tall was so tall that he wrote the chalk words so high.

She tried to raise her little head but could only see the lower corner of his vigorous and chic handwriting.

What should I do?

The considerate students solved it for her, "Professor Lu, look, Ning Qing can't wipe the blackboard, why don't you help her quickly."

One second, two seconds, three seconds later, she was surrounded by a clear and handsome body behind her, and the man's slender and beautiful big hand wrapped around her little hand, lifted her up, and wiped the blackboard.

When Ning Qing raised her eyes, her sight was filled with his rolled-up white shirt sleeves and the world-famous steel watch on his wrist, which was cold and charming.

"Turn your head to the side." He spoke.

Ning Qing didn't know why, but she turned her head obediently. The man moved his hand, and the white chalk dust floated down, but didn't fall on her face.

Ning Qing's legs softened and she fell to the ground. She was mentally tortured by his gentlemanly and gentle appearance.

But a strong arm quickly buckled around her slender waist, "What's wrong?" He pulled her into his hard and handsome chest.

For a while, the overwhelming masculine smell and the excited screams of the students---

"Professor God, let go of the girl and let me do it!"

"Professor God, we pretend not to understand!"

"Professor God, we received the candy you gave us, and our hearts are already sweet."...

...

After class, Lu Shaoming went back to the company first. The man was busy, so Zhu Rui stayed to take her back to the villa.

After returning to the villa, Ning Qing walked into the kitchen and said to Aunt Yang with a blushing face, "Aunt Yang, I will give you leave tonight, and I will prepare dinner myself."

Aunt Yang looked at Ning Qing's cute hesitation and smiled from ear to ear, "Okay, it all depends on my wife. Aunt Yang understands that you two want to be alone, so I'll go back first."

Ning Qing was so embarrassed that she only dared to raise her eyes after seeing Aunt Yang out of the villa gate.

She ran upstairs and entered the bedroom. She took out the clothes that Yin Shuiling had given her after school. It was a school uniform.

Although she is only 20 years old now and is still a student, it is normal for her to wear a school uniform, but she wears it specially at home after school, which is a bit...

She didn't know what that man would think of her.

Yin Shuiling's words echoed in her ears again, "Ning Qing, you and the male god professor must be very affectionate tonight. If you change your clothes and be more proactive, the male god professor will definitely like it."

Will he like it?

Ning Qing covered her face with her little hands. Forget it, because of his good performance today, she would also give him equal feedback, so just wear it.

…

Lu Shaoming returned to the villa. The lights in the living room were on. Neither Aunt Yang nor Ning Qing came out. He went upstairs and called, "Ning Qing."

"Well, I'm here." Ning Qing responded in the bedroom.

Hearing that she was there, Lu Shaoming opened the study door with peace of mind, walked in, took off his coat, and put the thin notebook in his hand on the desk.

He has a home notebook at home, and this is his business notebook. He went to school today and has some official business to deal with.

He held the water glass in one hand, drank some water, stood beside the desk with his tall and handsome body, and started to turn on the computer.

At this time, there were two "knock-knock" sounds and a knock on the door.

"Come in." He looked towards the door.

The study door opened, and the girl stood beside the door softly and timidly, holding a few books in her arms.

Lu Shaoming's eyes were shocked, and his handsome body suddenly stiffened.

The girl wore a beige shirt with a cute blue bow on the collar, and a dark red plaid skirt underneath, a pure and clean look for a female college student.

Her dark hair was randomly tied into a low braid, and the braid rested lazily and messily on her frail shoulders. Her legs were straight and slender, and she had a pair of pink slippers on her feet. Pingting was as graceful as she was in her prime.

Lu Shaoming always knew that she was young, but he didn't expect that she would become like this.

Even though she was so far away, Ning Qing could feel the man's hot gaze lingering on her. She bit her lower lip and said playfully, "Shaoming, I'm doing the exam questions, but there are a few questions I can't write. You Can you teach me?"