Pampered wife in her arms: President, spoiled

Chapter 232 Yes, yes, yes, there is a specialization in surgery, you are right
In a country like the United States, in New York, the city they met for the first time, on Wen Qing's university campus, he is no longer the president of the imperial capital Shi Ding International Group, and Wen Qing is no longer Miss Wen's family. It's like just an ordinary couple on campus.

He didn't force her, and she didn't submit to him because of reality.

She always seemed to belong to him alone, both physically and mentally.

Wen Qing held Huo Ziyan's hand and walked slowly on the tree-lined road of the campus. Looking at the alumni around who were holding books and holding easels, she couldn't help but sigh, "You know? They are all very famous, and many students’ works can win awards in world-class competitions! And you don’t think it’s an art university, but if you want to be admitted, you must not only be good at art, but also have high cultural requirements!”

"so smart!"

"of course!"

"Then you are not the tail of this school!"

Wen Qing was annoyed, "...there is no dragging the tail!"

"Then they all take postgraduate entrance examinations in your dormitory, why don't you continue your studies!"

"Why should I continue my studies? Everyone has different aspirations, so can't I give back to the society in advance? Besides, even if I drag my tail so what, I still have to pass the exam!"

The man said leisurely, "Didn't you enter this school because your father walked through the back door!"

Wen Qing blushed with embarrassment and anger. She naturally knew that he had checked all her information before, but she didn't expect that he had checked so detailed that he knew even this, "I..., I'm looking for a relationship because my cultural background is not good enough. But my art points are enough!"

He looked down at the woman's small mouth that was desperately explaining and chattering, and smiled, "Then tell me the difference between interior design, graphic design, and art design in terms of disciplines, and what are the most famous works in the world?" ?”

Wen Qing was getting more and more annoyed by what he said, "...I, I majored in art design. I just need to know what I learned. Do I need to know so much? Do you want to learn all other related things when you study a major? Have you learned it? I know that you can manage a company and do design, and you are more versatile, but there are few such people after all, and most of them just learn one major!"

Huo Ziyan looked at her as if her eyes were going to turn red as she spoke, took her into his arms, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, there is a specialization in surgery, you are right!
The more Wen Qing listened, the more she felt that this man was just laughing at her, and couldn't help but become more and more excited, "University is supposed to be divided into majors, and I have graduated, and I didn't graduate by cheating. You are better in your own major. , just look down on people who are not as good as you!"

"I don't mean that!"

"Obviously there is every word, people like you are really annoying, and it's boring to be with you!"

Wen Qing was irritated by what the man said just now, and she spoke as if she didn't understand anything, so after she finished speaking, she pushed away his embrace and immediately walked to the side.

Huo Ziyan's embrace was empty, and the woman's words "It's boring to be with you" sounded in his ears, and suddenly a strong sense of loss hit his heart so unexpectedly!

Turning around, she immediately caught up with Wen Qing, grabbed her arm, hugged her again, lowered her head against him, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "Sorry!"

"Eh?" Wen Qing was stunned suddenly, although she was a little wronged and annoyed when he heard him say that about her just now, but that emotion could only be regarded as embarrassment and anger at best.

(End of this chapter)