My Wife Slaps People in the Face Online Daily Chapter 692 - Have Fun on Your Own. I'm Not Free.

Chapter 692: Have Fun on Your Own. I’m Not Free.

After chatting with Lu Chengzhou for a while, Gu Mang ended the call and headed back into the dorm while checking her messages and selectively replying to some. Just then, her phone vibrated in her hand. It was a message from Shen Xie and it read, [Arctic Fox, the He Corporation found themselves an IT expert and stole a project from us. There’s another contract we can bid for that will be announced soon. Can you do me a favor?]

She typed, [I’m only responsible for your security system.]

[This is an urgent matter. The contract is very important to the company. You can feel free to state your price], replied Shen Xie.

She lifted her eyebrow, tilted her head, and typed carelessly, [Have fun on your own. I’m not free.] She then ignored the question mark he sent her in response.

On the other end, Shen Xie sat in the study with his eyes slightly narrowed. He wondered if there was some other reason as to why she had refused his request this time, for she had not been so cold-hearted towards him when he asked her to help him crack the online conversation previously.

…

Gu Mang walked back to her table. She turned on her laptop and made a cup of honey water before sitting down in front of it. Her legs were stretched out as she tapped the keys on the keyboard and logged into a game. When Tang Xiaoxiao turned her head and noticed the game interface on the screen, her eyes widened in excitement. “Gu Mang, are you going to play some games?”

“Mm,” replied Gu Mang before asking, “Want to join me?”

“Yes! Yes!” Tang Xiaoxiao immediately minimized the website she was watching her drama on and logged into the game as well.

“I wanna join you guys too!” Zheng Miao hopped off her bed. “Wait for me!”

Tang Xiaoxiao turned to Shen Qianzi and asked, “Qianzi, do you want to play with us?”

“No, you guys have fun on your own.” Shen Qianzi rejected Tang Xiaoxiao with a smile.

Gu Mang thus played with Tang Xiaoxiao and Zheng Miao on her side account. The other two girls were not very experienced and usually played very pa.s.sively, but they were now happily picking up equipment the entire time as they followed Gu Mang around fearlessly.

“Lay low,” ordered Gu Mang before das.h.i.+ng out alone and killing an entire team of enemies in a fierce gun battle, clutching the victory.

“Holy moly! That was so cool, Gu Mang!” cried Tang Xiaoxiao agitatedly.

Shen Qianzi, however, looked at Gu Mang with tight lips.

…

The next day.

The exam results were not out yet, so Gu Mang continued to attend the medical informatics cla.s.ses. As soon as she entered the cla.s.sroom and placed her backpack on the table, she sat down and closed her eyes while ma.s.saging her temples. She failed to get a good night’s rest, so she was in an irritable mood, hence she gave off an unapproachable vibe.

“Gu Mang.” She heard a male voice calling her from above. She peeled open her eyelids, revealing her bloodshot eyes. Her intense look frightened Senior Feng so much he felt his back stiffen. She cleared her throat, then asked in a throaty voice, “What’s up?”

“Oh.” Snapping back to his senses, Senior Feng pa.s.sed her the notebook in his hand and said gently to her, “This is the record I made during yesterday’s surgery. You can take a look at it.”

“Thank you,” she told him politely.

He flashed a smile in return. “You’re welcome.”

Meanwhile, the other students in cla.s.s were giving him weird looks, for they thought that he was showing Gu Mang too much concern.

The bell rang. Professor Tang entered the cla.s.sroom and frowned when he noticed that Gu Mang was still in his cla.s.s. He said nothing about it, though, and looked away to start the lesson.

Feeling rather sleepy, it did not take long for Gu Mang to fall asleep on her desk. She only opened her eyes again when the bell rang to signal the end of cla.s.s. She then packed her belongings and left the cla.s.sroom to go to her next cla.s.s.

As Professor Tang watched her leave the cla.s.sroom from the backdoor, his gaze became cold. He took out his phone and made a call to the dean of the traditional chinese medicine major, asking, “When will your department’s results be out, Headmaster Nian?”