Chapter 351: What Are You Doing?

Fu Mingxue had to admit, Song Zhaodi had left an impression on her.

When she got to her office, she asked Yan Feng, "Senior Yan, do you know anything about that Student Song’s situation?"

Yan Feng had been there just now, too.

"I actually do know a little. Student Song is a very diligent student, and her grades are excellent. She’s in the top five of her class."

He glanced at Fu Mingxue and continued, "Actually, the reason I know about Student Song is because of something that happened just a month after the semester started. Her family brought a man in his thirties to the school, claiming he was her husband. They wanted to stop her from attending university and force her to go home, get married, and have children."

"It caused a huge scene at the time. Eventually, the university had to call the police, which scared her family off. But I heard they came back to find Student Song several more times after that.

In the end, Student Song had to send them eight yuan from her school living allowance every month just to get them to stop bothering her.

That’s why her own life is so difficult."

The reason he knew all these details was that he happened to be passing by once when she was handing over the money.

Honestly, he really felt for Student Song.

Fu Mingxue: ...

"In that case, could you compile a file of her usual grades for me? Include some of her homework assignments as well."

’I need to see what Song Zhaodi’s academic level is really like, and what kind of person she is.’

Although Yan Feng didn’t know exactly what Fu Mingxue had in mind, he guessed she might be planning to help Student Song.

"Of course. I’ll have it all compiled for you before four o’clock today."

"Okay, great."

With that, Fu Mingxue got ready for her next class.

Her last math class of the afternoon, held in a large lecture hall, finished. This time, it didn’t run too far over.

She dismissed the class and was back in her office just ten minutes later.

Just as she finished packing her things and was about to head home, Yan Feng came in.

He was holding a stack of papers.

"Teacher Fu, here is the file on Student Song you asked for. It includes her regular homework and exam papers."

"Alright, hand it over."

Fu Mingxue reached out and took it.

She glanced at her watch.

’There’s still plenty of time.’ She decided not to rush home after all and began flipping through the papers right away.

The first thing she noticed was the neat, elegant handwriting.

Song Zhaodi had very nice penmanship.

She quickly scanned the exam papers. ’There’s no denying it,’ she thought, ’this is absolutely the work of a top-five student.’

’To be able to achieve such scores while worrying about how to make ends meet... that’s truly impressive.’

After skimming through everything, she placed the stack of papers on her desk.

"Senior Yan, I’m heading home now."

Yan Feng didn’t press Fu Mingxue for her thoughts on Student Song.

Hearing that Fu Mingxue was leaving, he simply nodded. "See you tomorrow, Teacher Fu!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Fu Mingxue walked out.

When she got home on her bicycle, she found Qin Wenhao sitting at the stone table, fiddling with a wooden box. It was a rather large one.

Fu Mingxue asked, puzzled, "What’s this?"

Qin Wenhao replied immediately, "Just giving this a wipe. It’s an old piece I picked up from the salvage yard."

"You know about antiques?" Fu Mingxue walked over, her curiosity piqued.

’She didn’t know the first thing about them.’

"I know a little," he said. "Honey, once I get this cleaned up, it’s for you. Back in the day, this would have been a dressing case."

Fu Mingxue: ...?

She joked, "You’re fiddling with the bottom there... don’t tell me it has a secret compartment?"