"Pop!" Xu Nianhe turned the phone screen over on the table and did not forget to turn off the phone. He stared straight ahead blankly, unable to react for a long time.
Her fingertips trembled slightly uncontrollably, and she was still shivering even though it was 25 degrees indoors.
Shi Licheng, she thought she would never see this name again after returning to China.
What was he doing all of a sudden? Xu Nianhe had made countless calls at first, and the other party hung up the phone at the beginning and turned off the phone in the end.
I don’t know whether the other party blocked him directly or discarded the number. After Xu Nianhe could no longer contact him, he wandered in his apartment in the UK.
Her period was delayed by half a month. She bought it early in her pregnancy, and the two bright red lines on it came into view.
With her worth, her financial status is the last thing she needs to consider. If she plans to keep her child, her child will enjoy the same trust fund as her from the moment they are born.
Xu Nianhe's only worry is that she doesn't know how to explain it to her sister, and she doesn't know whether she has let go of Wen Siheng.
She originally wanted to leave everything in the UK and return to Luojiang and Wen Siheng. She wanted to wait for a miracle.
Waiting for a miracle for Wen Siheng to turn around, but now she is carrying another person's child in her belly.
"Ring ring ring——" The landline phone in the office suddenly rang.
If you need anything, you usually use WeChat or mobile phone to contact him directly. Nowadays, few people call the landline. When the landline first rang, not only Xu Nianhe, but also Xiangyi beside him was a little surprised——
Logically speaking, there should be no business in their office.
There was a bad premonition in her heart. Xu Nianhe's soles seemed to be stuck with strong glue. She watched the red light on the landline flash. Hesitatingly, before she could react, Xiangyi picked up the receiver.
"Hello, this is Teacher Xu Nianhe's office. Who are you looking for?"
I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone. Xiangyi’s expression was quite strange. While listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, she raised her eyes and peeked at Xu Nianhe.
"Teacher," Xu Nianhe pressed his finger on the round hole on the phone receiver, "The person on the other end said he is looking for you. He said his name is Shi Licheng and he is the teacher's boyfriend."
Xiangyi's words were like a grain of sand, "clang--" thrown into Xu Nianhe's heart, causing a shocking wave.
……
"Xiao Jian, how is your project?" Ning Beibei, who was playing games in the dormitory, suddenly took off her headphones and looked at Jian Anran for three days in a row. In addition to going to and from class with her, she did not go to the office or even eat.
I ordered takeout and never went anywhere else.
Blowing on her hands that had just been painted with transparent nail polish, Jane Anran shrugged, with a confused look on her face, "I don't know."
"Why don't you know?" Ning Beibei asked, "Didn't you ask me to check whether Xiangyi's computer was stolen before? I thought Teacher Wen was planning to investigate this matter strictly."
"I thought..." Jian An said casually.
The internal reporting of plagiarism was a big deal at that time, and Wen Siheng acted vigorously and thoroughly, thoroughly checking all the computers in their office.
However, in the end, this matter was nothing more than thunder and rain. Even Xiangyi privately contacted Party A and the internal report documents were all posted on the forum, causing a fuss and then nothing was settled.
I don’t know whether it was because of pressure from the deputy dean or because the hospital was afraid of affecting its image. The administrator of the forum immediately deleted the post after going to work that day. Later, some enthusiastic students moved it to Weibo. When I clicked on it, it showed that the picture was clipped—
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Classic mouth covering operation.
New things quickly overshadowed old things. He didn't slap himself in the face, and passers-by didn't pay much attention to such things. The farce passed in a few days, and it wasn't even as popular as Jian Anran and Wen Siheng.
Peach news lasts a long time.
"Where's Teacher Wen? What does he think?" Ning Beibei asked.
"I don't know." Jian Anran shook her head, "I haven't seen him for a long time."
Ning Beibei stood up and stretched, "You gave up on yourself and didn't go to work for so long, so of course you can't see him."
"No..." Jian Anran immediately denied, "He hasn't been to the office for a long time."
"There are no projects in the group recently. When I go to the office, I just sit around. I might as well go back to the dormitory and lie down and feel comfortable."
……
The beautiful days of lying flat in the dormitory did not last long, and Wen Siheng quickly held a group meeting.
This was originally their weekly meeting, but since the Ludao project, there have been things like this and that, and their group's regular meeting has been put on hold until now.
When I first arrived at the office, I saw Mi Yingying looking excited.
"Oh my god, has our studio finally started to work again?" After resting for a while, Mi Yingying looked very good. "If I don't start working, I will almost forget how to use CAD." p>
"Pa-ta-" The office door opened again, and Wen Siheng walked in wearing leather shoes.
"Good morning, everyone." He greeted with a smile.
"Hello, teacher!" Mi Yingying stood up from her chair impatiently and stared at Wen Siheng expectantly.
"Is there something on my face?" Wen Siheng touched his face strangely.
Mi Yingying closed her eyes and shook her head wildly, "No, no, did the teacher get the project again?"
"Exactly." Wen Siheng took out a brown paper bag from his briefcase and placed it heavily on his desk.
There was a thick stack of white A4 paper, and everyone couldn't help but curiously leaned over to open the document.
"This is a shop located in the old city. It is very narrow in width and long in depth. There are other people's shops on both sides." Wen Siheng began to introduce.
"The land area is only 50 square meters?" Mi Yingying looked at the indicators on the document and was obviously not very satisfied with the size.
Wen Siheng smiled and did not answer immediately, "One of the difficulties of the project is that this store is a historically protected building, and the facade can only be protected and cannot be modified."
"The basic frame cannot be moved, but except for the structural things, the owner allowed us to demolish everything without reservation."
"When you drew quick questions for the postgraduate entrance examination, you should have drawn similar projects."
As soon as Wen Siheng finished speaking, Mi Yingying's attention was instantly attracted. It was already four years ago that Song Qi took the postgraduate entrance examination. To be honest, many of them had almost forgotten about it.
But for Mi Yingying, the postgraduate entrance examination was only half a year ago, and all the things she painted are still vivid in her mind.
"Anran..." As soon as these two words came out of his mouth, Wen Siheng was suddenly raised and glared by Jian Anran.
"...Students, if you plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination in the future, you should also be exposed to quick question design."
The intervals between his words were so short that no one except Jian Anran noticed anything was wrong.