"Alice, is it true? Do I really love eating chives, like you claimed?" Joseph asked, his tone dripping with helplessness as Alice nudged his arm with a sly look in her eyes. "Of course! You said it yourself, Joseph, didn’t you?" Alice prompted him, her expression filled with mischief. Joseph sighed, his face darkening slightly. He knew exactly what Alice was up to. "Yes," he said reluctantly, "chives are my absolute favorite." Then, with a faint smirk, he added, "If Professor Alvarez likes them, she’s welcome to try some as well." Hearing this, Alice finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tension melting away. "Oh? I’ve never heard of anyone actually liking chives," Mason Alvarez remarked with a faintly teasing smile. "Although, I have read that traditional Chinese medicine considers chives to be a powerful tonic for men." "That’s just speculation," Joseph replied evenly, taking another bite of his meal. "There’s no solid scientific evidence to support it—it’s hardly something

Reading this, Mason couldn’t help but feel surprised. "This guy seems a bit silly and stingy, and while he’s not unattractive and clearly capable, what exactly makes him so charming?"She pondered this as her curiosity about Joseph deepened."Oh, by the way, Ms. Alvarez, if you really want to know more about Wilson’s personal life, you could ask Professor Leonard Sanchez. Sanchez seems to value Wilson a lot and probably knows a lot about him," Paula added after a brief pause."Got it. Thanks, Paula," Mason replied, ending the conversation. "I’ll let you go now. It’s time for my nap."After sending the message, Mason clicked on the forum link Paula had shared.The moment the page loaded, her screen was filled with posts about Joseph:- "A Special First Class: Today, Professor Wilson Diagnosed Me!"- "Rational Discussion: Why Is Professor Wilson’s Diagnosis So Accurate?"- "Let’s Talk About Our Experiences in Professor Wilson’s Classes."Mason scrolled through the posts, her curiosity g

With that thought in mind, Joseph stepped out of his car and headed toward his office. Taking the elevator to the fifth floor, he walked down the hallway. As he turned a corner, a figure suddenly appeared, and they nearly collided. Fortunately, Joseph had learned his lesson from that morning and managed to stop himself just in time, avoiding another mishap. "Hey, Professor Wilson! What’s your deal? How is it you again? Are you doing this on purpose? Were you just standing here, waiting to bump into me?" "Good thing I’m not holding water this time, or I’d have to go back and change again," a familiar, melodious voice said. Joseph looked up and felt a pang of exasperation. It was none other than Mason Alvarez. What were the odds? Mason stared at him, her expression filled with feigned annoyance. She couldn’t deny there was something strangely fateful about her interactions with this man. Even walking down the hallway, they somehow managed to run into each other. A phrase suddenly

What does this mean? she thought, her frustration mounting. It means he’s deliberately ignoring me! The idea made her blood boil. With her looks and charm, she was used to people eagerly texting her, hoping for a reply, or even going out of their way to get her attention. But now, everything was reversed. Joseph not only ignored her but also seemed to find her a nuisance. "Why aren’t you replying to me, you jerk? Do you think ignoring me will make me pay more attention to you?" she typed furiously, sending another message. This time, she stole a glance at Joseph as he picked up his phone again. Finally, after a moment, he typed something back. "Are you insane? Can you stop? It’s work hours—I don’t have time to chat with you." "And trying to get your attention? What kind of over-the-top romance novels have you been reading?" Joseph hit send without hesitation. Mason Alvarez’s face turned red as she read the message. Anger bubbled up inside her, but she forced herself to stay cal

Joseph looked up briefly, noting her troubled demeanor. What was with this woman? She’d gone out looking fine and returned with the weight of the world on her shoulders. As he pondered this, his phone vibrated softly. Joseph casually took a sip of water and picked up his phone, only to freeze as he saw the message on Facebook. “Professor Wilson, let’s go on a blind date.” The words stared back at him. “Pfft—cough, cough, cough…” Joseph choked on his water, nearly spraying it everywhere.“What’s wrong, Professor Wilson?” Mason Alvarez turned to Joseph, her expression all innocence. “Nothing, just choked on some water.” Joseph waved his hand dismissively, clearly exasperated. “Oh, in that case, carry on drinking.” Hearing this, Mason turned her attention back to her work, seemingly unconcerned. “Professor Wilson, would you like me to give you a couple of acupuncture needles? It’ll help you recover in no time,” Brady Rogers chimed in. “No need, thank you.” Joseph waved him o