Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 29 Tutoring After Class (10)

Thinking of this, Lan Weiwei put her cell phone on the coffee table again, so she can avoid making calls, after all, enough is enough to harass people.

It was late at night, and Lan Weiwei walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was pitch black in the distance, and she could still see a little bit of starlight when she looked up. It was very quiet.

Lan Weiwei leaned against the window, and replayed the events of the past few days in her mind like a movie, from the lingering fire that night, after saving herself from the hands of the wretched squad leader, to the drunken Taking care of her, these few days she was clearly tutoring her homework, but she ensured her food and clothing every day. Scenes flashed through her mind, so Lan Weiwei completely suffered from insomnia.

Can't make a phone call, but send a text message, right?In addition, he did him such a big favor tonight without even thinking about it. Regardless of whether it was a brain twitch or not waking up, Lan Weiwei really couldn't sleep tonight because of the condemnation of his conscience.

After a long time, Lan Weiwei typed a few words in his hand:

[Thank you today. 】

She thought about it, stared at these words and couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and then deleted it. After all, she has helped her so much, isn't it a bit too simple to say that?
So Lan Weiwei re-entered a few words:

【Thank you. 】

It seems that there are fewer words than before, but it contains more meanings. After reading it, Lan Weiwei still seems dissatisfied, so she added a few more words at the end:

[Thank you, I hope today's abrupt phone call didn't affect your rest. 】

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with this sentence, Lan Weiwei sent it out, and it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

Then Lan Weiwei waited until dawn and didn't see his reply, so she climbed onto the bed with dark circles under her eyes, and said to Xia Ning, "Wake up, it's time to go to school."

Xia Ning covered her head and said, "You go, whoever wants to go, I won't go anyway!"

"Today is a professional class." Lan Weiwei reminded.

It had to be said that she wanted to use Tang Ruochen's name to scare her into getting up.

"I'm not going. It just so happens that I'm taking leave this time. In the future, I can still be like you, with the treatment of a big boss tutoring homework alone."

When Lan Weiwei heard her say this, she couldn't help complaining: "Don't make trouble, do you think it's fun to tutor homework alone, you can't do anything, and you have to look at people's faces."

Seeing that Xia Ning really didn't intend to get up, she had to go to the bathroom alone to wash up briefly, and then left after throwing a sentence to Xia Ning: "I can ask for a day off for you, you adjust your mentality, and I will come to see you at night .”

Because of insomnia last night, Lan Weiwei took her seat early, and about 10 minutes later, Tang Ruochen walked in with a blank expression as usual.

During class, Lan Weiwei didn't know if she didn't have a good rest last night, she was in a trance all the time, her eyes never moved away from Tang Ruochen. Sight, at this moment, she suddenly began to understand those girls who were crazy about him, and she really felt the same way. She saw Tang Ruochen sitting gracefully in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard.

Sometimes, Lan Weiwei was very curious, why would a business genius like him, a top successful person, go to a noble school as a lecturer?Is it a personal hobby, overflowing with love?But based on his own understanding of him, he doesn't seem to like to be in contact with others, and the word "approachable" has nothing to do with him.

The more Lan Weiwei thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out. She stared at Tang Ruochen more and more. She might have sensed that she was looking at him. The moment Tang Ruochen inadvertently glanced at Lan Weiwei, she lowered her head involuntarily because of her guilty conscience. , and turned his attention to the computer screen.

(End of this chapter)