"You don't have anything to do today, do you want to go out and have fun?" the night minister stroked Mu Ran's head and asked in a low voice.

Mu Ran pondered: "I want to find Xiaoyu to understand it well, and by the way, I will go through the withdrawal procedures." ”

"Then I'll send you to school and go to work. The Night Imperial Minister smiled and said softly.

The man's deep and gentle voice surrounded Mu Ran, making her unconsciously a little drunk.

Mu Ran swallowed his saliva, and without a trace, he distanced himself from the Night Imperial Minister.

When I first married him, I just wanted to go back to my father's house, but I didn't think about it so much. Now that I'm free, I realize that this man is really a demon.

"No, no need, I'll just call Xiaoyu to pick me up, you go get busy, give you a day off. Mu Ran said with a smile.

The smile in the Night Emperor's eyes was even worse: "Okay." ”

When the night minister left, Mu Ran picked up his phone in a trance.

Just now, she suddenly discovered that the two were already so close.

It seems that after last night, she has become more and more attached to him, and she doesn't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

On the other end of the phone, there were two beeps, and a woman's bold voice came: "Why are you willing to call me? Where are you, I'll go find you, let's have a good chat, I'm worried about you. ”

Mu Ran stuck out his tongue and said embarrassedly: "I didn't mean to, I want to go through the withdrawal procedures, you can pick me up, and then we will talk." ”

"Drop out?what's going on?" the woman on the other end of the phone exclaimed, and there was a thumping sound, "You give me an address, and we'll talk about it when we meet." ”

Downstairs, Ye Xiaoyu pounced on Mu Ran, with a hearty laugh: "Okay, just see me and talk to me." My sister finally saw you, but she missed me. ”

Mu Ran relaxed and carried the weight of Ye Xiaoyu.

"Let's go, go to school first. ”

In the car, Ye Xiaoyu sped away in the direction of the school.

At the gate of Donghe University of Media and Communication, Mu Ran looked at the gate of the school with a somewhat complicated expression.

She never imagined that she would leave in such a humiliating state in the end.

In the instructor's office, Mu Ran stood there with his head bowed.

"I'm here to go through the withdrawal procedures...... The school called me last night. Mu Ran said in a low voice, a little afraid to look into the counselor's eyes.

"I haven't heard anything about your withdrawal. The instructor said with some confusion.

Mu Ran looked up at the instructor in disbelief: "No?"

It's impossible, the school only called her last night.

The instructor pondered for a moment and nodded, "I'm sure I didn't receive this news. You're wondering if you're mistaken. ”

Mu Ran took out his mobile phone with some surprise and pointed to the phone number on it: "Isn't this the school number?"

"This is the school number. ”

The counselor also looked at the phone on his phone a little strangely, but he did not receive a notice from the school that Mu Ran had withdrawn.

Ye Xiaoyu blinked, also very strange, and whispered, "Is there something wrong?"

"In this way, I will take you to the principal's office, this is the first time I have seen this situation, it is best to go to the principal to confirm, after all, it is not a trivial matter. The counselor thought for a moment and said solemnly.

In the principal's office, the vice principal looked at Mu Ran's information and behaved much more politely than usual: "No withdrawal, no withdrawal." There was a misunderstanding in this matter, and the previous dropout list was wrong. ”