Chapter 5 The God of Abstinence

It was because she found the scene very familiar.

When he was in college, Yan Huaiwen was also the popular male god of their school's School of Economics and Management.

As a former senior student of B University, he was occasionally invited back to his alma mater to participate in activities, and every time he showed up, there would be a crowd of young girls who came here admiringly, especially the school celebrations, Yan Huaiwen came back on time almost every year.

But Yan Qing, who was still a freshman at that time, didn't take it seriously. Most of the rumors were mixed with moisture, but it was just a man who was more handsome and more golden.

As a beautiful female academic master who is dedicated to studying well on Shuangshang Online, Yan Qing frantically strokes her pen in the library, and scoffs at her roommates' nympho behavior of watching Yan Huaiwen, unwilling to join them.

Wouldn't it be nice to do more questions and get more scholarships?

Hard work paid off, Yan Qing, a third-year student with top grades, spoke on stage as the only outstanding student representative at B University's centennial celebration.

Because of this, it was the first time I saw the demeanor of the legendary Senior Yan.

The handsome upstart in the business world sat in the first row of the auditorium, chatting and laughing with the school leaders beside him.

From time to time, his eyes would glance at her who was speaking in front of the stage as a student representative.

Yan Qing originally memorized quite fluent speech scripts, but unexpectedly made a mistake.

"I'm so honored to be in this special time, moment."

"As students, we should grasp and grasp the pulse of the times and get ready to go, and set sail."

Because as soon as Yan Huaiwen looked over, she stuttered involuntarily, almost biting her tongue.

Seeing this, the man couldn't help laughing, and smiled like a bright moon in his arms, which burned Yan Qing's eyes, and also branded it on her heart.

"Thank you everyone." Yan Qing got off the stage with a flushed face.

After walking a few steps, Professor Zhang beckoned to her with a smile and specially called her over.

"Xiaoyan, this kid is from our finance department, named Yan Qing, talented and hardworking, and his professional compulsory courses have refreshed your best grades in history." Professor Zhang introduced with some complacency.

"Such an outstanding lover, Mr. Zhang is willing to send him to Zhiheng?" Yan Huaiwen teased.

"I know you are strict there, but you can really learn the real skills, so let this child go to practice and practice, so that he is not following me in vain."

"If you want me to say, you can learn the real skills by staying with you."

Professor Zhang rolled his eyes at him, and sighed helplessly, "I'm at a loss for what to do now. The old boy from the Dean of Education took his wife on a trip. He is free and easy, and he piled up all the administrative work on me."

"I'll leave this good seedling to you, don't bully her, bring it to me." The professor instructed earnestly.

"Follow your teacher's orders."

Yan Huaiwen agreed with a smile, turned his head to look at Yan Qing, his eyes were bright and gentle, and he stretched out his hand first, "Hi, student Yan."

The knuckles of this hand are distinct and powerful, and it completely wraps her hand warmly, Yan Qing's hand sinks in, and so does her heart.

Young and frivolous, Yan Qing slapped her in the face severely afterwards, and during the few months of her internship at Zhiheng, she got deeper and deeper.

But the more she liked Yan Huaiwen, the deeper she hid it.

Because of this, the entire University of B didn't know that the department flower of the Finance Department fell in love with the famous senior Yan at first sight, and then fell in love deeply.

Yan Qing, who was caught up in memories, was attracted by a burst of exclamation. She turned her head and saw that it was a gossip magazine with an out-of-the-ordinary style.

"What is this? Look at this!"

"Mysterious girl at the legendary night party in the business world, staying in the boudoir all night."

"It's just nonsense. This picture is so confusing that my own mother doesn't even know it. How could it be?"

The angle of this gossip magazine's candid shot is very tricky. In the blurred picture full of mosaics, the silhouette of the man is tough and handsome.

The woman who was held by the man on the back and wrapped in his arms only showed a silhouette, and her face could not be seen clearly, but the posture of the two was very intimate.

Yan Qing is somewhat face-blind when it comes to recognizing people, but only Yan Huaiwen can say categorically that she will never admit a mistake.

"It's him."

Yan Qing frowned, and said firmly.

The two girls looked at the woman who spoke up, and Qiqi gasped, forgetting to refute for a while.

This woman's eyebrows and eyes are unbelievably exquisite, and at first glance, I only feel that she is radiant. Isn't this just a coquettish bitch in a film and television drama, ah, isn't it, a coquettish beauty.

But looking at it a few more times is another feeling, that overly beautiful and charming appearance is just neutralized by the soft and gentle temperament, which is particularly attractive to people's minds.

Appreciating beautiful women is of course important, but the little girl's thoughts of rectifying her idol's name took the lead, and she regained her senses first.

She said bluntly, "Although you are beautiful, your eyes are not good."

"Our Boss Yan is hardworking and busy with his work. He is innocent and has no scandals. His lover is just working to make money. Unlike Chenfeng Real Estate's brother Lou Nan, he never hooks up with messy women."

The more she spoke, the more proud she became, as if she had seen the person in her mouth doing things with her own eyes, "Brother Yan is innocent, he behaves rightly and sits upright."

Yan Qing, who was said to have bad eyesight, was not angry, and analyzed the girl's words, "Oh? So, Yan Huaiwen is a male god of abstinence."

She pretended to tilt her head to think for a while, pouted her mouth, and began to "splash dirty water" on Yan Huaiwen who was hugging other women.

"I heard that this type is easy to catch fire in old houses. The power of capital is terrifying. No one dares to expose his information. He is 30 years old now, and he may even have several children now."

The little girl who was hinted that her idol collapsed instantly burst into anger and began to bombard Yan Qing.

His eyes were rounded, his small mouth was like a cannonball, and he started to fire at an extremely fast speed.

"How do you know? Did you monitor his house or gave birth to him? Don't make wild guesses without real evidence. It costs nothing to spread rumors, but you have to run away to refute them. Do you know that? Be careful, I will contact Zhiheng. The legal counsel will sue you for defamation!"

Yan Qing didn't expect the little girl to have such amazing fighting power, so she fell silent, not daring to say anything.

Another friend beside him touched the little girl's arm, signaling her to calm down a little.

Yan Qing swears that she really accidentally saw the screen saver of the girl's cell phone that she kindly persuaded. It was Qi Shen, the captain of a certain e-sports team she mentioned just now, and his eyes were irritatingly discharging.

But Yan Qing instantly felt that her eyes were scorched.

Qi Zhou is usually the most lazy person, the contrast between being on camera and in life is too great, she endured it again and again, but she still couldn't help opening her mouth.

"You like Qi Zhou? Maybe someone else likes you. He smokes, drinks and everything in private."

"..."

This was the first time that Yan Qing did not follow the usual practice of buying a magazine with Yan Huaiwen, but walked away disheartened under the stares of the two little girls who seemed to be eating people.

But the sour feeling that was caused by seeing the intimate photos of the man and other women became better again in a conversation with these two very energetic girls.

There are so many people in this world, how lucky she is to have met Yan Huaiwen.

 Looking at his wife Shi Yan Huaiwen: How lucky are you?Then why don't you come back!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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