Chapter 103: Chapter 103

Chapter 104 You Don't Like Me

Dana Roosevelt talked a lot. In the end, she didn't know what to express.

"Anyway..."

"Anyway, you just don't like me getting too close to other women. Are you?"

The man's calm narration gave a thump in Dana's heart.

How did he know?

There was a panic in the girl's eyes. She betrayed her heart. "No."

"Really not?"

Walker smiled and approached her step by step.

The hot noodles on the table were still steaming. The aroma was tangy.

Dana held the table.

"No. It really isn't like that."

"Dana."

The man bent down and picked up her chin.

His lips clung to her ears and sprayed with heat.

"You like me."

He didn't have the tone of inquiry, but it was not a joke either.

It was a pure statement, full affirmation.

Dana was even more nervous. "No. It's not like that."

The man's dark eyes sank slightly. He muffled, "You don't like me?"

"No..."

Dana's face flushed.

Why did the teacher always making her confused with this?

"Teacher..." The girl frowned in pain. "Can I... eat noodles first? I'm so hungry. Look, you worked hard cooking it for me."

How could Walker not know that she was changing the subject? He chuckled lightly. It was a bit more interesting.

The mellow male voice laughed low. His eyes looked at her brightly.

Dana suddenly thought something strange. Her face flushed even more.

She hurriedly bowed her head and suffered. She never plans to care about this man anymore!

She finished eating noodles. Dana washed incense and got ready to go to bed.

Walker took care of her body. He didn't do anything at night.

It was just that Dana didn't sleep well this time.

She was confused. She always felt like she has a hand touching herself.

"It's hot. Don't..."

The girl struggled unconsciously in the dark night.

Walker held down both her restless hands.

It hadn't been like this in a year.

If not for her body, he was afraid he won't be so gentleman this time.

After doing all this, she was watching the sweet girl sleeping on the bed. He was also helpless.

The man sighed. He could only get out of bed and silently walked to the bathroom.

Dana got up the next day and went directly to school.

There was morning class today. What was more terrifying was, it was still Walker's morning class.

But this semester, he no longer taught finance. The new course was Operations Research.

In short, it was a combination of calculus, probability and statistics, and linear algebra. This kind of advanced mathematics all-in-one subject. It was very abnormal. Compared to finance, it was nothing less.

Dana didn't dare to slack off. She sat in the classroom early in the morning.

Within a few minutes, a super exaggerated scene appeared.

It was a bunch of girls. Like a tide, they were rushing in with the breakfast like grabbing a big supermarket sale. That little door was about to be smashed.

Dana was so frightened that her bread fell on the table.

"Quick! Get the first row! Teacher Walker is back!"

"Yes. I didn't expect that he hadn't attended Progress University for a year. His popularity hasn't been reduced at all!"

"He was the myth of Progress University! What do you know?"

Every minute, the seats inside the room were all filled.

It was the first classroom to be full. It only took two minutes.

Was Walker Herbert that famous?

In addition, he didn't come to class last year.

Last year, he was in the United States. Did he really not come to class for a year?

Then he came back now for her?

Dana's mind hadn't turned around yet, but he saw a fierce aura at the door.

The man in a black suit strode in. The moment he entered the door, the whole class was about to boil!

Dana was ashamed of her classmates.

If they knew that this well-dressed man on the podium was someone who could say 'I don't want to have a hard time', would they still treat him as a male god?

She really had spicy eyes because of the class.

Dana wanted to lie down silently.

The man on the podium just set the computer without changing his face. He turned a page of the roster. It was full of sultry.

"I need a class representative. Does anyone want to volunteer?"

One second and almost everyone's hands were raised!

Dana was almost shocked by the speed of these people's hands. Her arm was shining white. She covered her eyes with the back of her hand with a headache.

Walker stared at the rows of raised hands with warm eyes.

His face did not change color. Instead, he opened the roster.

"In that case, I'll choose the student with the lowest grades last semester."

Many teachers choose courses like this. They especially picked students with poor grades. Students who were not active in learning serve as class representatives.

Dana felt a bit finished when she heard this sentence.

She couldn't wait to find a hole to hide. As predicted, only two low words on the podium were heard.

"Dana Roosevelt."

She was dead.

"Dana Roosevelt, are you here yet?"

Dana lowered her head reluctantly and stood up.

"I'm here."

"It's you."

Dana was speechless.

There were 10,000 people in her heart that were reluctant to be the representative of this class.

But what could she do?

"Come to my office after class."

The man said this in front of a hundred people. Dana drooped her head. She could only say something obediently. "Okay."

Dismissal.

Dana was holding an economics book. She hesitated again and again, but still decided to go to Walker's office.

She was in the tiger's den this time. Next time, she wondered what tricks this man changed to kill her.

Dana knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Dana pushed the door in.

In the big office, the man looked up. His handsome face was as quiet and beautiful as the sculpture.

"Teacher."

Dana frowned and stood still.

She didn't know what business Walker asked her to do. Anyway. The rumor about them in the school had begun.

Paper won't hold the fire. She still thought it was better to be careful.

"How many did you understand in class today?"

"I understand it all." Dana told the truth.

"Here is an exam paper. Answer it."

"Right now?"

The girl looked confused.

She glanced at the clock on the wall and looked at the teacher incredulously.

"But it's time for dinner now! There will be no food in the cafeteria later!"

Progress University had two wonders. One of them was to grab a class from Walker, and second, to grab a meal.

The man put the test paper and pen on the table without changing his face.

"You will eat with me."

Dana was speechless again at what he said.

Was this blatantly trying to give her a small stove?

The girl half pushed and brought the test paper over.

She took a look at the pattern numbers above. She felt a terrible headache.

"Teacher, is this an exam?"

"Yes."

Why should he give her special treatment?!

Dana looked unwilling. She took the test paper and walk aside. She sat down, while biting the pen and thinking hard.

The girl had no makeup today. She only put a layer of nude lipstick on the lips.

All of her hair was tied up. She strokes a ball on the top of her head and looked at the test paper seriously.

Walker looked at her seriously.

Dana was serious about doing the problem. She completely forgot the feeling of being hungry. She didn't find the man was watching her all the time.

Halfway through the paper, someone suddenly spoke in the quiet office.

"Eat."

Dana just recovered. "Now?"

"Come with me."

"But I haven't finished the topic yet."

Wasn't this an exam?

He saw that Walker didn't know when, but there were a few extremely textured paper bags on the table.

Everything in the thermal insulation box was made by his royal chef, full color and fragrance. English food could be called cuisine.

How could the cafeteria food be compared to this?!

Dana swallowed hungrily. She asked carefully. "Teacher, can I eat all of these?"

Walker was expressionless. "Come here with a chair."

"Great!"

Being with a teacher meant so happy!

Although it was also under greater learning pressure than others, coming here alone to do test papers after class, there were delicious foods.

She didn't need to line up in the cafeteria.

Dana took a bite and found it was really delicious. She involuntarily admired.

"Mr. Herbert, being a representative of your class is really happy, although the test paper just now was a bit difficult."

Walker looked at her with a happy face. He did not move, just hooked his lips and sneered.

"Do you really think that this treatment is good because of being my class representative?"

Dana nodded seriously. "Yes!" She picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs. "It's good food! For college students, boarding and lodging are still very important!"

Walker sneered. "Then you can go out."

Dana suddenly stopped eating. She was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Why?"