Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 198 Not Responsible: Liu Chengsi

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!"What are you guessing about? The dean has always been principled. This is just a matter of day and night. When you look at the two people, they are bright and upright, and there will definitely be no greasiness." Road.

Resonate immediately.

"That's the same thing. I heard that Lefuzi seems to be resigning. The dean is with her, maybe related to this, maybe the dean is thinking about keeping some talent."

"Lefuzi wants to resign? Not taught well, what does the resignation do?"

"I don't know about this, but I guess it should be to resign and marry. Le Fuzi is also twenty years old this year? Not too young!"

There was a lot of talk about Le Qiang's resignation.

But in the end, he did not get a definite answer.

Le Qiang has been teaching in the academy for two years, and she can also get together with the same Confucius women. She is very gentle and courteous to others, but her personal affairs are tight-lipped and never disclosed to anyone.

Everyone knows that her family is in Yuzhou Prefecture and her family is in a good state.

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By the window, looking at the elegant eating man, Le Qiang squeezed his chopsticks' fingers unconsciously, and didn't understand what he was thinking.

Obviously something to say, he has eaten half of the rice in his bowl, but he has not said a word.

Feeling the inquiry eyes constantly projected around him, Le Qiang sighed silently, and said nothing more. I was afraid that it would really be misunderstood. Did he not know?

"President, but want to ask me about resignation?" He didn't speak, so she said it first.

So as not to be guessed indiscriminately and damage his reputation.

The man seemed stunned, and then looked up at her apologetically, "Are you in a hurry? Sorry, I was a little hungry, so I looked at the food first and thought about it before I talked."

"...Not in a hurry." Le Qiang shook his head.

He is not in a hurry, she is naturally in no hurry.

However, it was the first time he saw him like this, which was different from the cold and alienation on weekdays.

The corner of Liu Chengsi's mouth was invisible, and he said, "If you're not in a hurry, you'll eat first. You haven't moved a bite in your bowl."

Everyone with ears on the side who wanted to hear gossip was disappointed.

If you have something to say, hurry and eat!

They came early and wanted to procrastinate a bit longer, to hear what the two would talk about, but the two meals were also chewed slowly, which really made them unable to find any more reason to drag on.

In particular, the dean looked at Qing Junya, but when those eyes of Qing Run swept over here, no one dared to stare at him directly, and inexplicably could feel oppression and strength.

By the time Le Qiang had finished his meal, when the two were talking, the second floor was already clean.

"I read your letter of resignation, but it seems that Lefuzi forgot to write the reason?" Leaning on the back of the chair, Liu Chengsi changed his leisurely posture, his dark eyes deep.

Le Qiang bit her lip and drew her eyes away from his too sharp eye. "It's... a personal matter. I have been teaching in the Academy for two years and I'm very happy. It's just a feast for all, and I still want the dean's approval."

"Unspeakable private business?"

"……Ok."

The man took a cup of tea on the table and poured tea. His fingers were white and slender. Every joint was very beautiful. Afterwards, Le Qiang's eyes could not help but follow his fingers.

"Go home to marry someone?"

The four words suddenly pulled back her thoughts, which also allowed her to withdraw her oversight in time.

Tightening the corners of the lips, Le Qiang nodded again after a moment of silence, "Uh."

"A sweetheart?"

One by one, the men's questions seemed to deviate from the normal range. Perceiving this, Le Qiang's heart seemed to be pinched by something, unconsciously tightened, and did not answer the question, "Is there any sweetheart, Dean?"