Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

When Xie Qichuan came downstairs early in the morning, he saw Xie Qiyan sitting on the sofa, holding his cell phone and smiling happily.

In just one night, almost everyone knew that Wen Ling and Xie Qi Yan were together. It was obvious who was responsible for this.

Xie Qichuan rolled his eyes. Look how he was showing off.

We can be together but can't get married, unlike him who already has a wife.

I picked up the coat that had fallen on the sofa and put it on, planning to go to the company, but then I stopped when I thought of something.

"Grandpa's 80th birthday is in a couple of days, and Mom will be back too."

Xie Qiyan paused scrolling his phone and responded with an emotionless sound. Xie Qichuan turned to look at him, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end said nothing.

He really had no right to say anything.

Wen Ling woke up early in the morning and received caring messages from her new boyfriend. The messages continued all morning, and she even suspected that he was looking at her class schedule to send her the messages at the right time.

The messages stopped coming in as soon as class started, and started coming in again as soon as get out of class ended. Occasionally, Wen Ling would send an "oh, well," and the other party would accuse her of being perfunctory.

Wen Ling was really annoyed. The man opposite her didn't seem like her boyfriend at all. He looked more like a cocky kid who hadn't graduated from kindergarten yet and needed to be coaxed all the time.

"Girlfriend, shall I pick you up for dinner?"

When the bell for the last class rang, Xie Qiyan's message came.

Wen Ling replied, holding the book in one hand.

"No, just eat something at school. I still have a class in the afternoon."

"Then I'll pick you up after class this afternoon."

The message was quickly replied to from the other side, and Wen Ling chuckled.

"Xie Qiyan, you clingy person."

The man who was curled up on the sofa sat up straight after seeing this message.

"Is it wrong to want to have a meal with my freshly-minted girlfriend on our first day together?"

Wen Ling quickly smoothed over his fur, "That's right."

Xie Qiyan snorted proudly, "Then I'll pick you up this afternoon."

Wen Ling thought for a moment and gently reminded, "Okay, but just act like usual."

On the other side, Xie Qiyan immediately understood what Wen Ling meant by this nonsensical remark. He really wanted to assert his sovereignty when he picked up Wen Ling in the afternoon.

After all, his girlfriend is so pretty, there must be a lot of people in school who are interested in her.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Xiaoling, on the first day we're together, you want to cut off ties with me."

"I dare not, I dare not. It's just that Prince Xie is too ostentatious. I'm afraid I'll become the focus of the school in the future."

In her final year, she just wanted to graduate quietly.

Xie Qiyan reluctantly accepted Wen Ling's statement, and then pulled Wen Ling aside to chat for a few more words before ending the conversation.

Wen Ling sighed softly and said that she was not clingy. If she hadn't been concerned about her having to eat, she would probably have kept her chatting for a long time.

Xiao Qi in the space lounge sighed pretentiously.

"Ah, sweet burden."

The cafeteria was crowded at lunchtime, and Wen Ling wasn't very hungry, so she bought some water and bread at a convenience store, found a quiet spot in the school, and sat down on a bench.

Only after she sat down did Wen Ling notice that at the other end of the bench sat a rather aging-looking grandfather. He had a mop of black and white hair, an untidy beard, and a rather unkempt appearance. He wore a drab grey sweater and pink trousers. Hmm, that was a style Wen Ling couldn't appreciate. Furthermore, the clothes were twisted and wrinkled, and there was a large hole in the trousers.

Wen Ling glanced at it and didn't look again, eating bread alone.

I looked at the scenery in front of me with an empty mind. The school had planted many sycamore trees here. Now that the warm sun was shining on them, they looked golden, and large leaves fell from time to time.

It also added a touch of warmth and romance to the bleak late autumn. Wen Ling took a picture with her phone, holding a piece of bread in her mouth.

After finishing a loaf of bread, Wen Ling sat for a while and was about to leave. A dog of unknown breed appeared out of nowhere and walked to her feet, staring at her bread bag eagerly.

Wen Ling blinked, took out another small bag of bread from her bag, tore it open, broke off half and fed it to the dog.

The dog didn't seem to have much meat on its body. It took the bread from Wen Ling's hand and ate it by itself very obediently.

Noticing the gaze from the side, Wen Ling turned her head and saw that he was also staring at the bread in her hand. Wen Ling also saw that the puppy had finished eating half of the bread, stuck out his tongue, and was still looking at the other half in her hand.

Wen Ling looked around and gave the whole bread in her hand to the dog.

The big man next to him: "..."

A series about people being inferior to dogs? Between the desires of humans and dogs, this girl prioritizes satisfying the dogs.

Seeing that the dog had finished the whole bread contentedly, he glanced at the big man sitting on the chair on the other side, rubbed Wen Ling's hand gently, and then left with an elegant step.

Big man: He's showing off, right? He actually saw naked showing off in the eyes of a dog. He has fallen to this point now.

Wen Ling took out the only two hundred yuan left from her bag and handed it to the big man on the other side.

"Grandpa, I'll lend it to you."

The big man's eyes widened, his beard rippled with emotion, making him look quite funny. But he obviously didn't realize how ridiculous he looked. He only felt something snap and shatter.

"grandfather?"

It was so loud that Wen Ling frowned and rubbed her ears.

"I'm only 42 years old this year, and you call me grandpa?"

Wen Ling nodded calmly and shouted again.

"Then I'll lend it to you, uncle."

The big man stroked his beard and sat up straight, panting.

"Do I look like I can afford to pay you back? Why not just give it to me?"

Wen Ling nodded again. "I didn't want you to pay it back. I was just afraid you would think I was giving you alms, so I changed my words to be more polite."

The girl's gaze was serious, but her words made the big man choke. Now that he had seen through his shameless nature, there was no need to be subtle.

The big man snorted and took the money that Wen Ling handed over.

"What's your major?"

"Director."

Wen Ling took a sip of water and replied.

The man continued to ask.

"Do you want to be a director in the future?"

"I have this plan."

Wen Ling replied that the scenery in this place was nice, and she couldn’t sleep in the dormitory, so it was a good place to kill time.

After saying this, Wen Ling felt that the uncle's eyes looking at her were not right, and her face was full of sympathy.

"Do you know how hard it is to be a director? You have to worry about everything, and you have to control every level. On top of that, those capitalists are only interested in profit. Do you know how difficult it is to get some investment from them? You don't know, you're still a college student with little experience in the world."

The big man became more and more excited as he spoke, his beard trembling, and his long, messy hair swaying with his excitement, making him feel like laughing.

Wen Ling pursed her lips, trying her best to suppress the corners of her lips from turning up.

"...You act like a fool, finally getting some investment, but now there's another problem. Some capitalists are trying to get you to act in the production you've been planning for so long. Minor supporting roles are fine, but some of them insist on being the main character. You really don't even look in the mirror when you go home to see what kind of person you are. What acting skills do you have to be so drunk?"

Wen Ling took another sip of water and listened silently. He could tell that the person next to him was full of complaints.