Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

After more than ten minutes, Mu Qingan finally came back to his senses. His pajamas were intact, and his body was relaxed after a good sleep... Thinking of the critical strike he had just made on Jiang Shaoqing...

Mu Qing'an bit her lip. Was she overreacting?

In fact, since the accident last year, Jiang Shaoqing has never had any excessive actions or intentions. Even when his brother was recuperating from the car accident this year and asked him to fully participate in the company's business, it was Jiang Shaoqing who taught him the whole time...

And the spicy crayfish from last night...

"I'm sorry, I'm a little grumpy when I wake up..."

When he opened his eyes and saw Jiang Shaoqing's face for the first time, he was somewhat frightened. There was nothing he could do because the aftereffects of that incident were too severe. He felt a little pain in his butt just thinking about it.

"Well, hurry up."

Jiang Shaoqing walked out of the lounge and sat down behind his desk.

There was a sound of water coming from inside. Jiang Shaoqing leaned back in his chair, feeling that the busyness of the whole day was not as exhausting as the tiredness he felt this morning.

The look in that boy's eyes when he suddenly woke up and looked at him was really hard to describe.

The sharp knife pierces the heart.

Why did he have sex after drinking?

This kid is too fragile. I just slept with him once, but now he is reacting so strongly?

Jiang Shaoqing must have regretted sleeping with Mu Qing'an after getting drunk.

Sorry, that's not the case.

If you don't sleep with me once, how can you have a strange feeling afterwards...

But, I’ve already slept enough, how can I keep sleeping?

Jiang Shaoqing was a little worried about this problem.

It's been almost a year and there has been no progress at all. He is a little disgusted with himself.

So much so that when Jiang Shaoqing was driving and approaching the airport, he suddenly turned around to look at Mu Qing'an and asked without thinking: "Qing'an, how about I take responsibility for you?"

"what?"

Early in the morning, there were very few cars on the road. It was around five o'clock, and it was the darkest time before dawn. At this time, the yin energy was weak but was making its last stand, so metaphysical events were prone to occur...

Mu Qingan tilted his head and looked at Jiang Shaoqing, wondering, "Brother Jiang, what did you just say? Are you possessed?"

Jiang Shaoqing rolled his eyes at the passenger seat, this idiot. You say he is thick-skinned, but after sleeping with him for one night, he still remembers it for a year and is still on guard. You say he is sharp-skinned, but he has already made it so clear, and he thinks he is possessed.

He took a deep breath and saw that this person was going to school and would not return to S City for a while. Well, let him wait for another opportunity!

After parking the car at the airport, Jiang Shaoqing took out the suitcase from the trunk and walked to the passenger seat. Mu Qingan had already gotten out of the car.

He handed him the suitcase and said, "Study hard and get an excellent grade at the end of the semester."

"Oh, you care too much." Mu Qing'an stood there without leaving.

Jiang Shaoqing smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "You are just meddling in other people's business. Go in quickly."

Mu Qing'an still didn't move. He looked at Jiang Shaoqing awkwardly and said awkwardly: "Thank you."

Jiang Shaoqing felt a little warm in his heart, but it was not enough: "Thank you for what? Thank me for buying you some sesame oil, thank me for giving you half of the bed, or thank me for sending you to the airport at this time?"

Mu Qingan pursed his lips, his face looked a little bad, he couldn't tell, maybe he was not just thanking these, maybe...

"Thank you anyway. I'm leaving."

He turned around and resisted the urge to look back.

Over the past year, Jiang Shaoqing has really taken good care of him...

Jiang Shaoqing looked at the young man's back as he left, snorted coldly, and touched his gums with the tip of his tongue.

"Thank you, it's useless. I have to pay you back later..."

……

As soon as Mu Qing'an returned to school, he easily arrived at Jian Zhinian's class at 10 o'clock that day.

Jian Zhinian habitually glanced at the entire classroom and saw Mu Qingan at a glance. He nodded imperceptibly.

Mu Qing'an's eyes suddenly brightened up. His sister-in-law finally looked at him differently. He was so happy.

After class, Jian Zhinian stood on the podium packing up his things and did not rush to leave. Several students took the opportunity to come forward to ask him questions, and he patiently answered them.

Mu Qing'an waited quietly by the side until there were only two of them left in the classroom.

"Sister-in-law, I'm back." Mu Qing'an said flatteringly.

Jian Zhinian's expression softened a bit, and he responded, "For all the classes you missed in the past few days, ask Li Yuanwu for the courseware. If you don't understand anything, you can come to my office."

Jian Zhinian turned around and motioned for him to follow.

Mu Qingan followed closely beside him and said, "I understand, sister-in-law, I won't delay my studies. Can I ask you about all my courses?"

Jian Zhinian nodded and said, "Okay, but I don't spend much time in the office. If you have any questions, you can sort them out and send them to my phone."

Mu Qing'an's eyes drooped, following Jian Zhinian's finger, and said, "I won't disturb you and take up too much of your time. That...sister-in-law, did you really propose to my brother..."

"Are you surprised?" Jian Zhinian turned his head to look at him.

Mu Qingan waved his hands hastily and said, "Not surprising, not surprising, it's just a little bit strange. My brother likes you so much, I thought he would propose first."

"You mean, I don't like your brother enough?"

"Ah! That's not what I meant, sister-in-law. I'm not good at talking. Please forgive me!" Mu Qing'an begged for mercy.

Jian Zhinian smiled and sighed, "Qing'an, your major is public relations."

What can I do if I am not good at talking?

Mu Qingan felt wronged: "I, I... I am just a little bit dumb in talking..."

Who understands this contrast?

He originally wanted to find a rookie master's supervisor to get a job, but he ended up finding a top supervisor at K University. Not only did he dazzle him in his professional field, but Jian Zhinian also personally performed a god-level PR for him that crushed him academically...

Are you satisfied?

He was completely prostrated before the Buddha. The word "awed" probably describes his mood.

I thought she was his brother's mistress, but it turned out that she was his brother's secret lover and his future sister-in-law.

His brother crushed him, and his sister-in-law was even more powerful.

God, give him a light.

Jian Zhinian smiled and stopped teasing Mu Qingan. He walked into the cafeteria and said, "Come upstairs with me. I'll treat you to lunch at noon."

Mu Qing'an happily followed her to the faculty and staff cafeteria. After the meal, he thought to himself how gentle his sister-in-law was. He felt a little overwhelmed.

On the way back to the office, Jian Zhinian started chatting, "By the way, how long did your brother stay in the hospital after the car accident?"

Mu Qingan was slightly surprised. When he mentioned this, he felt a little depressed. He said, "My brother told you that he had been in the hospital for two or three months. His leg injury was the most serious. I almost thought he was going to be disabled."

"At first he tried desperately to contact you, but then he became worried about his legs... and he never mentioned looking for you again. Fortunately, he recovered in the rehabilitation center for a few months and is now fine..."

"My family is almost scared to death."