Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingan sent it obediently, and then nothing happened. His brother ignored him again!

He had calmed down for most of the day, but his excitement was aroused again. He felt as if his heart was tickled. With no other choice, Mu Qing'an opened someone's WeChat and sent a message -

I heard that you, like my brother, also graduated from K University?

The cell phone rang, and Jiang Shaoqing, who was so busy as a dog, had no time to answer it. But at that moment, he inexplicably turned his eyes to look at the phone.

Then he raised his eyebrows. Mu Qing'an actually sent him a message?

You know, it’s been almost a month since that kid went to school, and he hasn’t sent him a single word.

He had wasted the whole half year personally teaching him how to deal with people, and teaching him how to check and balance the manpower of various departments. It was a waste of his careful training. The bastard, it was all in vain, he couldn't be tamed!

I clicked on the message and saw that, wow, she actually cared about where he graduated from?

Tsk, the young master has become a younger brother.

Mu Qing'an will definitely not be happy.

Even if he is not happy, he will be happy!

Jiang Shaoqing was immediately happy and replied, "Yes, little brother!"

Mu Qing'an responded with a rolling eye. If he really had nowhere to complain, he wouldn't have gone to find that bastard Jiang Shaoqing!

——I’m not your junior, stop trying to get close to me!

——Let me ask you something. Did you know that my sister-in-law teaches at K University? She is so young, is she already a professor? I read her profile on the official website and she is a doctoral supervisor!

—Oh my God, why didn’t you ever tell me this!

It caused him to make such a huge mistake, and this is almost becoming a demon in his heart that he can't get over!

When Jiang Shaoqing saw the boy speak, he could not help but think of a proud villain, a worshipful villain, and a resentful villain...

Well, every little person is in Q version, Q version, and they are all cute.

Jiang Shaoqing replied slowly, "Little brother, your sister-in-law is amazing. She was already teaching my major courses when I was a junior! How did you meet Teacher Jian at K University?"

Teacher Jane?

Jiang Shaoqing said, Mr. Jian...

Mu Qing'an was desperate and became autistic.

——He taught you?

Jiang Shaoqing: Yes.

Mu Qing'an sat cross-legged on the bed in the dormitory. He fell backwards with a thud and hit the wall with a bang, letting out a howl of pain.

Jiang Shaoqing, this bastard, ruined the conversation!

He never messaged him again.

Really a junior.

There's no way to deny it.

He would never tell Jiang Shaoqing that he had studied both his sister-in-law's majors.

So, Mr. Jiang, who had chatted with her for a while in his busy schedule, was completely abandoned after being teased for a few more words.

So much so that he followed up with a message: Why aren’t you talking anymore?

Reply to him, only no reply...

Jiang Shaoqing once again classified Mu Qingan into the category of ungrateful people. Even if it is a Q version, it has nothing to do with cuteness!

Mu Qingyuan received Jian Zhinian's course schedule and felt dizzy for a long time. After the medicine took effect, he broke out in sweat and finally his fever subsided and he felt a little better.

He hadn't drunk any water for just one day, and his mouth was so dry that his throat felt like it was smoking.

He could help it, and sat on the sofa, glancing at Jian Zhinian's living room and kitchen. His lips were pale and flaky, and he didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead. His mind was exceptionally clear after the fever subsided.

He couldn't do this, he had to change his strategy, otherwise if he continued like this, he would be too passive in Jian Zhinian's field!

He only had a little over a month left. After these days, without even the constraints of the contract, he was afraid that he would never be able to get close to Jian Zhinian.

Jian Zhinian was originally a person without any desires or requests. If he stopped thinking about their past relationship, what would Mu Qingyuan be to him...

After figuring this out, Mu Qingyuan opened the dialog box with Jian Zhinian and began editing the information:

——Zhizhi, when will you come home?

——Waiting for you.jpg

——I’m so hungry, can I borrow your kitchen?

As expected, no response.

Mu Qingyuan was not in a hurry either. He knew that Jian Zhinian was busy at school and was not just revolving around him like when he went to S City.

If he didn't reply, he would take it as his tacit consent.

He stood up, walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw nothing in it except some milk. It was obvious that he never cooked at home.

Yes, the cafeteria at K University is so perfect. It has breakfast, lunch, dinner and midnight snacks, all kinds of flavors from all over the world, and even fruits are provided. Why would you need to cook?

His attentiveness these days has only brought trouble to Jian Zhinian.

It's so frustrating.

Mu Qingyuan simply sat back on the sofa and called Jian Zhinian...

Jian Zhinian did not go into the laboratory in the afternoon, but was in the office adjusting the PPT for this year's course. The subject will be updated and slightly adjusted every year. Although the course is the same, he will adjust the teaching content every year.

He saw the message sent by Mu Qingyuan.

I just didn’t know how to reply, so I pretended not to see it.

Unexpectedly, not long after, Mu Qingyuan actually called him. He didn't answer, but the other party kept calling.

Jian Zhinian sighed, raised his hand to rub his brows, and swiped the screen.

"what's up?"

He called three times in a row and the call was finally connected. Mu Qingyuan was too nervous. If Jian Zhinian still didn't answer the call, he couldn't call again.

It would be too much to hit him again.

Mu Qingyuan said cautiously: "Can I use your kitchen to boil some water?"

The voice coming from the radio was hoarse and dry. Jian Zhinian frowned instinctively. The look of Mu Qingyuan in the morning replayed in his mind. His eyes were bloodshot, and he leaned against the door with a weak aura...

Mu Qingyuan seems to be a little bit strange...

Jian Zhinian closed his eyes. He said that whether Mu Qingyuan lived a good life or not had nothing to do with him...

"Leave my house and go to the supermarket to buy some water." Jian Zhinian said calmly.

Mu Qingyuan spoke softly, like a whisper between lovers: "Zhizhi, I don't want to move now, what should I do?"

"I'm thirsty if I don't want to move."

"Okay, whatever Zhizhi says, that's it..."

"..."

"Zhizhi, when are you coming home? I miss you. Can you please come back? I'm sick with a fever, dizzy and have a headache, and I don't have any water to drink. Please take care of me..."

Jian Zhinian hung up the phone immediately!

This person is a complete scoundrel!

It's fine if you just stay at his house, but you even act pitiful...

Jian Zhinian was so angry that his breathing became heavier. He stroked his brows and really couldn't get stuck in it any more!

They were not actually suitable for each other. He had forced it once, and that was enough.

Jian Zhinian collected his thoughts and threw himself back into his work. When he looked up again, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. He had a quick meal in the school cafeteria and on his way back to the office, he passed by a basketball court.

The shouting inside stopped him in his tracks...