Chapter 40 (2/2)

Why would a man with such background come to teach in a film academy?

Had a door squeezed his brain?

Shui Miaomiao went to the sixth floor and found room 608. ‘Vice President’ was written on the door.

Shui Miaomiao’s forehead furrowed as she knocked on the door.

“Come in,” Shen Mochen’s voice could be heard from the other side of the door.

Shui Miaomiao opened the door and saw that he was sitting in front of his laptop. His gaze focused on the screen, his phone in his hand, “Is that so? To get to level 85, a normal person would need a year, but he only needs a month. Either there’s a huge bug in the game, or, I suspect, he has a cracking tutorial. Contact the Technical Department immediately, ask them to find out how he gets through the levels so quickly and also find his physical address.”

Shui Miaomiao watched the working Shen Mochen. Contrary to his usual lazy and wicked vibe, he looked colder and wiser.

She put the gift bag down beside his desk, turned around, and was about to leave.

Shen Mochen seized her wrist.

He laid his phone down beside his laptop, looked at her, and then darted a glance at the gift bag. A devilish gleam appeared in his eyes, “Did you wash them?”

“Of course, if President Shen is uncertain, feel free to rewash them,” Shui Miaomiao gave him a bright smile and answered joyfully.

His palm was too warm; it felt like a burning cigarette bud on her skin. She pulled her hand out of his grasp forcibly and rubbed her wrist.

Shen Mochen stared at her thoughtfully, scooped the gift bag up, and picked up his boxers from the bag with two fingers.

He then simply threw it in her direction.

Shui Miaomiao’s reflex made her catch the boxers.

“You have worn this. I don’t want it anymore,” Shen Mochen said casually.

He sounded like he was very disgusted.

Bright red color streaked up Shui Miaomiao’s cheeks. Blistering rage was exploding in her eyes when she clutched his boxers in her hands.

She sensed that he was trying to humiliate her with the handwashing yesterday and what he said just now.

Fine, she couldn’t go up against him, could she at least ward him off?

Shui Miaomiao nodded slightly, turned around, and walked away.