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The afternoon sun lazily descended as Shen Mochen clocked out for the whole school, waved goodbye to Gu Yange, and headed toward his classroom.

"Hey, Sister Cai... ah, yes, I just wanted to ask if you have any plans two days after the school anniversary?"

"Oh, if I come, would that not disturb you... Well, okay, I got it, then let's do it together. Your friend's name is Liu Chaoyan, right? How should I address her... It seems impolite to call her by name directly, so I'll call her Miss Liu!"

"Mm, I understand... You're talking about the Catherine incident, aren't you? I didn't expect even you to have heard about it. I don't know who took the picture, but there's no problem at the moment, after all, no one knows it was me!"

"Alright, alright, I'll be careful, then goodbye Sister Cai!"

Shen Mochen hung up the phone call with Cai Yuncui. He hadn't arranged to meet with her for the school anniversary, but he guessed she would invite him to join her as expected.

He would meet the one called Liu Chaoyan, a Buque from a family with a long history that could be traced back six to seven hundred years; even in Yupi's history textbooks, the trace of the Liu Family could be found.

In the eyes of most, the longer the history, the more profound and meaningful it would be. Families with hundreds of years of history were truly aristocrats among the nobility.

In comparison, the Zhao Family, only two hundred years old, seemed more like a nouveau riche.

For some reason, ever since seeing a photo of Liu Chaoyan at Cai Yuncui's, Shen Mochen had felt an inexplicable sensation toward Liu Chaoyan.

Shen Mochen knew that it was definitely not love at first sight.

Although Liu Chaoyan was no less magnificent than Catherine and Cai Yuncui, Shen Mochen wasn't the sort to get excited over a mere photo.

But it was a strange familiarity, feeling alien yet as if he had seen her before, with a pounding desire to approach yet also flee.

Shen Mochen didn't know why, but he decided to meet her; perhaps he would know after meeting.

Back in the classroom, aside from the main roles rehearsing the drama, most people were decorating the rooms. Senior 3A was preparing a board game room, where the wallpaper and board games had been purchased by Shen Mochen in advance, with successors mainly responsible for picking up the goods.

As he stepped into the classroom, Shen Mochen felt the unusual atmosphere of the class; everyone looked at him with indifferent faces.

He knew why—Liu Bo had secretly sent him a text, urging him to find Catherine to back him up. As for the reason...

"Shen Mochen, come here!" Gao Le called him over with a grim face, his gesture as though summoning a dog.

"Okay."

Shen Mochen walked over, understanding that his provocation worked; Gao Le was impatient. Even if Shen Mochen hadn't agitated him just now, he would have chosen this time when Catherine was absent.

Shen Mochen knew from the time the rumors of him misusing class funds started that it wouldn't just be about being removed from the position of logistics committee member.

"The class funds were always managed by you, right?" asked Fang Botao, one of the replacements for the logistics committee members after Shen Mochen.

"Yes, it was always me managing them," Shen Mochen nodded.

Hearing this, Gao Le beside him breathed a sigh of relief since Catherine had also been involved in the purchases. If Shen Mochen had implicated Catherine at this moment, Gao Le would have had to prepare another set of excuses.

"Do you know why the accounts for the class funds don't match?" inquired another substitute committee member, Wang Xiaosong, adjusting his glasses.

"I don't know, where don't they match? I did all of it myself," Shen Mochen responded, his voice naive. Stay tuned to My Virtual Library Empire

Seeing him take full responsibility, the three of them felt emboldened.

Gao Le was the first to attack, slamming the desk and saying coldly, "But it seems that there was an extra expenditure in the class funds!"

"How much extra?" Shen Mochen was taken aback.

"Not much, just over twenty-three thousand yuan," Wang Xiaosong sneered, "If it were something else, I could cover it myself, but since this is the class funds, it's better to clear it up!"

Their voices grew louder, and the rest of the class began to gather around, their expressions varied.

Shen Mochen stepped back half a step as though belatedly realizing something, "You mean..."

"At first, we thought it might be a mistake on our part, but after checking several times, there were indeed issues with the previous purchase orders. You just said you did all of these, so perhaps you need to explain?"

Fang Botao snorted, "The accounts have already been printed and posted in the classroom, everyone has seen them. What else do you have to say?"

"Shen Mochen, did you really take the class funds?"

Before Shen Mochen could speak, a girl glared at him furiously.

"That's pretty low of you, just for some class funds, are you really that short of money?"

"I didn't quite believe what I heard about you before, I thought it might have been rumors, but I didn't expect you to actually do something like this!"

"It's disgraceful, do you know this is illegal?"

"This is going to ruin Class A's reputation!"

"Shen Mochen, your classmates trusted you with the class funds, is this how you repay us?"

"Let's not talk about anything else, first you need to replenish the money, we'll report it to Teacher Xun when he arrives!"

"..."

The crowd around Shen Mochen, their faces full of contempt, derided him.

Some even suggested calling the police, but were reminded to consider the impact on the school. Regardless, combining the recent rumors, almost everyone unanimously concluded Shen Mochen had stolen the class funds.