Book Transmigration: Happy Ending With The Villain - Chapter 35
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Chapter 35: Part-time
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It was until then that Su Muxue realized that this worm was also a herb that Tan Xu kept.
After individually keeping the Little Worm, it was as if Tan Xu had seen a treasure and showed Su Muxue all his herbs that had problems.
It was also at then that Su Muxue learned that the environment required for the herbs to grow was different. Some of the requirements were weird. Some required 18 hours of light, some needed to grow in the cracks of stones, and some required highly specific temperatures. They could only grow well when the temperature reached that standard.
After looking at them one by one, Su Muxue was also a bit tired. It wasn’t like the ordinary fatigue of the body, but the drowsiness of the mind after concentrating for a long time.
However, she couldn’t answer how she knew what these plants needed when asked.
Tan Xu asked again. Seeing that Su Muxue did not answer him, he decided not to ask anymore. After all, everyone has their secrets.
By the time Su Muxue and Tan Xu finished viewing the herb garden and they went back, Su Muxue had directly collapsed onto the sofa!
This gave the Su family a fright. Just as they were about to call for an ambulance, they saw that Old Master Tan was taking her pulse. “It’s fine. She’s just too tired from using her brain too much. This is my fault. You all don’t have anything else to do today, right? Then, have a meal here before you leave. Let the young lady have a rest here at my place.”
“How can that be good?” Chang Yuan was still a little worried. Old Master Tan had always been a righteous person, but her daughter got so tired that she fell asleep; this happened in the Tan residence. How could she not be worried?
“The young lady is already asleep. If you bring her away now, won’t she be uncomfortable when she gets disturbed and wakes up on the way back? Don’t worry, you can go to the room to take a look anytime,” Tan Xu said.
Su Yuanwei saw that Su Muxue was indeed breathing deeply and her breathing was even and paced. She must have been in a deep sleep and would definitely be unhappy if she was disturbed. He had no choice but to agree. “Then I’ll have to trouble you Old Master Tan.”
“It’s no trouble at all.” Tan Xu answered immediately.
Tan Xinhan had just returned from outside. When she saw Su Muxue asleep, she apologized in a hurry. “I’m sorry, Grandpa. My cousin is from a small family and she doesn’t have manners. Please don’t blame her!”
Her words sounded like an apology, but they offended both parties.
The small family was referring to the Su family. She clearly asked for Tan Xu to not blame them, but in fact, this exaggerated tone indicated that Tan Xu had a bad temper.
The extent and profoundness of language were vividly displayed by Tan Xinhan. After she finished speaking, she even turned to Chang Yuan and said in an unpleasant tone directed at Chang Yuan, “Aunt Yuan, your upbringing is too inappropriate!”
Before Chang Yuan could respond, an unexpected person walked in.
“Yan Zhao? Why are you here?” Su Wangting spoke first. Not only that, he even stood next to Su Muxue.
Yan Zhao was holding a bag in his hand. The zipper was very tight and no one could tell what it was. Instead, he looked dusty and dirty, as if he had gone to do manual labor.
Under the stares of the Su family, Yan Zhaofang said in a muffled voice, “I’m working part-time.”
Tan Xu added, “After I met pal Yan at the hospital, I got him to help me pick some herbs. You know each other?”
The news of Yan Zhao being fostered spread far and wide in school.
Moreover, ever since the Su Corporation released a statement two days ago, saying that Yan Zhao had changed from being a foster child to being sponsored by them, there had been less gossip.
After all, many students in Ming Song were funded by large corporations. There was nothing to laugh at.
Such a small matter naturally did not reach Tan Xu’s ears. Even Tan Xinhan who was a student of Ming Song, but rarely attended lessons, did not know either.
“Oh, he’s a student funded by my family..”