Call the Beast, what about your morals?

Ai Gong didn't know about this until she was informed by her boss. When she went back to the dormitory and turned on her computer, she clicked on the link sent by her boss, and only then did she see the news conference.

Pseudo-Niang Sun was dressed in formal attire, and she was sitting on the sidelines, looking unaffected by favor or humiliation, but the person sitting in the front seat, unexpectedly, was Qi Shaodong, the young owner of Great Wall Real Estate.

This is not a big deal, as the situation developed, the reporter's questions became more and more tricky, and even mentioned the issue of inheritance rights. Qi Shaodong made a decisive statement that his cousin's sexual orientation did not affect his inheritance rights, and revealed that his grandma was also Qi Shaodong's. Auntie, I will sign the share transfer letter and transfer all the shares under my name to Sun Mingyu.

Some reporters also asked why it was Qi Shaodong who was the spokesperson, but he blocked it with all his efforts.

Others have no right to comment on the affairs of one's own family.As soon as the words came out, a kind of murderous aura unique to the superior was revealed.

Ai Gong stared at Mistress Sun who was sitting aside in the video and seemed to have nothing to do with herself, a little dazed.

Uh... this expression... is she asleep?

After all, I have been roommates with Sun Pseudo-Niang for more than a year. When I saw Sun Pseudo-Niang put on a quiet and attentive look, I didn't even think that the other party must be asleep...

Ai Gong couldn't understand the twists and turns in the market, and didn't understand what the share merger meant, but the authors in the audience were all good people, and some people were speculating in private whether this young master Sun really came out of the closet, or was it just for hype Just came out like this.

After all, once the shares are merged, the positions of Pseudo-Niang Sun and Qi Shaodong will become tense, which will cause some turmoil in the stock market—of course, the shares of Great Wall Real Estate are estimated to have a daily limit.

Ai Gong leaned on her chin, dragged the progress bar, looked at the barrage on the screen, and lamented that there is no shortage of rotten girls in that industry.

The screen is full of "so cute, so cute", "attraction", "iceberg attack" and so on.

At the end of the video, it was announced that Mistress Sun was going to study abroad, because she got an offer from Oxford, and then there was a burst of applause, which was the curtain call.

Ai Gong thought for a while, picked up the phone, and was just about to make a call to Psyche Sun, when the screen lit up, accompanied by the recorded ringtone of Psyche Sun...

Ai Gong: ==Suddenly feel that my worries just now are superfluous...

For some reason, Pseudo-Niang Sun called to say goodbye to Ai Gong, vaguely explaining why he had to leave early.

Ai Gong hung up the phone, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time.

Who would have thought that the last time Mistress Sun met Ai Gong before going abroad was more than a week ago?

Ai Gong narrowed his eyes and sighed.

Let's go, let's go...

Originally, the family sent two people to follow the pseudonym Sun, but they were all removed after the pseudonym Sun seriously resisted.

Therefore, under the escort of her family's bodyguards, Mistress Sun finally entered the waiting hall.

Sun's mother looked at Sun Pseudo-Niang reluctantly, and said that Ayu has never been so far away from home since he was so old.

The corner of Sun Puppet's mouth twitched, and she tore Sun's mother off her body.

"Mom, it's not like I won't come. If you miss me, you can also visit me." After the separation failed, Mistress Sun sighed and reached out to pat Grandma's back.

Hearing this, grandma wiped her tears, raised her head and said, "Ayu, mom will go with you."

Pseudo-Niang Sun: == If his father didn't kill him... If he abducted his mother, who would be his internal response.

Sun Pseudo-Niang said quickly: "Mom, don't make trouble, I'm already such an adult..."

"My Ayu is so good-looking, what if the boys over there fight because of you..." Grandmother sobbed again.

Why do I always feel that my mother's focus is so strange... Mistress Sun tried to ignore this feeling.

"... Ma'am, it's time for the young master to board the plane."

The announcement in the waiting hall was played several times, but the wife did not let go. The bodyguard had no choice but to speak.

Only then did Sun's mother let go of Sun Mingyu, and said, "The reception over there is already prepared. The cook was picked out by my mother herself. Don't think too much about the taste of hometown food."

Mistress Sun: ==My mother is an adult, he is still alive after eating in the school cafeteria every day when he was a freshman, and he went abroad, so what?

Sun's mother watched Mistress Sun enter the security check, and then watched the plane take off. The sun was setting a little bit, and she reluctantly left after being reminded by the bodyguard.

You can't be too rigid...

This is the only feeling that Mistress Sun had her first meal in London after more than ten hours of flying.I didn't expect that the digestive system of Sun Pseudo-Niang was so patriotic, and it caused a revolution as soon as it came.

Acclimatization or something... It's really frustrating.

After going to the academic affairs to go through the formalities, it was time for Sun Puppet to start class.

The teaching abroad is very different from that in China. Mistress Sun rented a house near the school and lived there with an international student.

The foreign student is a relatively silent person, and Sun Pseudo-Niang was not in the mood to post it to get close to him, so the two lived together for a few days, and their friendship was only to the extent of knowing each other's name.

The temperature in the UK in autumn is not high, so Mistress Sun got used to it for a few days and changed into sweaters and trousers.

To be honest, there are quite a few foreign students here, and there is no shortage of Chinese students, but it is rare to see such a small and exquisite Mistress Sun, which has caused quite a stir.

Fortunately, these students still remembered that their task was to study, so they didn't all come up to make friends with Sun Pseudo-Niang.

Sun Pseudo-Niang is suffering here, and Ai Gong's side is not much better.It can be said that they are brothers and sisters.

Mistress Sun patted her ass and left, but the media who reacted quit and couldn't find the right owner, so they still had to dig some news.So it was another open and unannounced investigation, which actually alarmed the school and strictly prohibited the media from harassing the students' normal study and life. This was the end of the matter.

Ai Gong hid in the lounge for self-study, and Ai Guichu was experimenting in the laboratory, so she packed Ai Gong's Chinese dinner by the way.

Apart from the fact that the two couldn't reach a consensus on their formal relationship, they were surprisingly harmonious in other aspects.

The days passed in the blink of an eye. Many courses passed the midterm exam, and some courses passed the final exam. The delay was until January.

It wasn't until Ai Guichu reminded her again that Ai Gong remembered that Ai Guichu had mentioned the New Year's Day holiday.

The school is on vacation for three days, Ai Gong doesn't want to go home, Sun Mistress has gone abroad again, and she stays in the dormitory by herself... If...

"Forget it, the exam is after the holiday, and I still have to review." Ai Gong said, taking off his lab coat, "By the way, I won't come to the lab for the remaining half a month, and go to the library for self-study .”

Ai Guichu looked into Ai Gong's eyes and nodded.

"...No matter how good the lounge is, it's not a place to study. I don't want my report card to be too miserable." Seeing Ai Guichu's expression, Ai Gong felt uncomfortable, and explained.

Ai Guichu still looked distressed.

It has to be said that people who often have facial paralysis make an expression occasionally, which attracts more attention.

Ai Gong pursed her lips and forced herself to look away, determined not to be bewitched by Ai Guichu.

Ai Guichu thought "It's about estrus, it's about courtesy", suppressed the thought of wanting to take Ai Gong into his arms, and said, "I'll stay with you."

Eh?Ai Gong was surprised: "Aren't you going back to Guangzhou?"

Ai Guichu shook her head with a smile, and said, "I was supposed to take you back. If you don't go, I don't need to go alone."

Ai Gong tilted her head and stared blankly for a while, then slowly said: "...This is not good."

"It's nothing bad." Ai Gui said clearly, reaching out to rub the top of Ai Gong's hair.

Ai Gong moved her head awkwardly, said nothing, and put the lab coat into the cabinet.

Ai Guichu watched gently from the side.

Ai Gong turned sideways, and Ai Guichu was still watching.

"...I've made it very clear, you don't have to wait, I'm going to marry a wife and have children in the future." Ai Gong turned back powerlessly and said.

Ai Guichu said softly: "I have your certificate here, I am your guardian, are you sure if I really want to do something, you can still challenge me here now?"

...a sense of foreboding.

Ai Gong frowned and looked at Ai Guichu.

"Ai Gong, don't touch the bottom line just because I dote on you and like you, let me wait, yes, but you can't marry." Ai Gui Chu said.

... Marrying him understands, what's the matter with marrying, hello!Ai Gong looked at Ai Guichu.

"Or... are you willing to involve another innocent person?" Ai Guichu smiled.

Ai Gong bristled and said: "You are not mentally normal!"

Ai Guichu tilted her head, stood up against the door frame, closed the door behind her, and walked in.

"Obey, come here." Ai Guichu stretched out her hand, facing Ai Gong's direction.

Ai Gong hesitated, quickly analyzed the probability that he could knock Ai Guichu unconscious, and then...slowly moved over.

Ai Guichu took Ai Gong into her arms, hugged her tightly, and sighed with satisfaction.

"Don't take my love for you as pampering you. I have destroyed the things you extracted. You really don't need to come to the laboratory during this time." Ai Guichu whispered, almost sticking to Ai Gong's ear .

Ai Gong froze, and raised her eyes slightly to look at Ai Guichu.

"...that was the beginning of all my nightmares, and it was also the hard work of half my life. I left it to you." Ai Guichu tightened her arms and buried her head in Ai Gong's shoulder, "Ai Gong, I have already given everything to me." give it to you."

Ai Gong blinked blankly.

"Including...my life."

"Madman..." Ai Gong slowly stretched out his arm to wrap around Ai Guichu's back, and said, "You are so crazy, do your parents know?"

"...I knew it a long time ago." Ai Guichu smiled, a little helpless, "At the time when the Chinese government couldn't keep me, it was my father who sent me to Japan."

Ai Gong pursed her lips, looked at Ai Guichu again, and said, "Why...don't you destroy it?"

Ai Guichu shook her head and said, "If I don't have this item in my hand, I will really be gone."

Ai Gong narrowed her eyes.

"...After all, the only thing they believe in is the dead." Ai Gui Chu said.

"...Are you being watched again?" Ai Gong asked suddenly.

"...I have never been 'not'." Ai Guichu smiled wryly, and said, "They have finished analyzing the previous data, and they probably want to come to me to find out more."

Hearing this, Ai Gong slowly pulled down Ai Guichu's hand, looked up at Ai Guichu, and said: "... New Year's Day, I will go to Guangzhou with you."

The smile on Ai Guichu's face gradually deepened, and she tilted her head.

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

The QAQ experiment class is fully open, and the author is about to die...

Fortunately, brother let me skip the group meeting...

Have you seen Professor Ai's real purpose?

First tender and offensive, then threatening, then sensational... Then Ai Gong was fooled...o(*￣▽￣*)ゞ

It’s still the same problem~ Guess where Professor Ai put the real information~

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