Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

"Don't think about it. I just got the news that Lantian has gastric cancer and can't live for three years. LAN Weiwei, as his daughter, will help him realize his last wish anyway. She will ask you to help her save the blue enterprise. You can make a condition for her directly and she will promise."

Even if she was willing to promise, he would not promise. Recalling that day, LAN Weiwei did ask her to see Lan Tian, but he refused. This man failed as a father. Why should LAN Weiwei repay his sins!

"This condition is unfair. I'll think of other ways to improve Ruofei's operation."

"Don't think about it. After looking for it for five years, LAN Weiwei is the only one suitable for her donor. You can continue to look for it, but Ruofei can't wait!"

Why is everything her! Does this donor have to be her!

At the thought of this, Tang Ruochen was a little upset and hurriedly ended the call. He didn't know how to face LAN Weiwei. So far, he didn't speak to LAN Weiwei for several days. LAN Weiwei had long been used to turning his face. He didn't wonder. He just focused on his injury and left the villa as soon as possible.

Half a month later, LAN Weiwei returned to the classroom she hadn't seen for a long time. Xia Ning hadn't come yet. She turned on the computer early and realized that there was nothing to do. So she plugged in her headphones, opened the window of a case, pretended to be learning, took out her hand machine from her pocket, listened to music and read novels. It was very comfortable.

Suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder. LAN Weiwei looked up and found that it was Wang Mingyang at the back table. It was really unpleasant to be interrupted to read a novel. LAN Weiwei said unhappily, "Why are you? Why?"

"Send me a case. Hurry up. It seems to be time to submit it today," he said anxiously.

Seeing his eagerness, Lan Wei thought, is there anything slower than her?

"Wait a minute, I'll finish reading this paragraph." after that, LAN Weiwei paid attention to the mobile phone screen again.

I can't wait to hear the way behind me: "pass it to me quickly! Hurry up!"

Unable to stand Wang Mingyang's urging, LAN Weiwei opened a folder, sent him the case by e-mail, and continued to invest in the novel. After a while, he felt that he was shooting himself. LAN Weiwei said, "what are you doing!"

"This... I don't understand. Give me your notes."

"On my desk, blue notebook." Lan Weiwei looked at the mobile phone screen and didn't have time to talk to him.

Wang Mingyang stared at her desk for a moment, "where is there any blue notebook here?"

LAN Weiwei impatiently took out a book from the drawer and threw it directly to him, "get out, don't bother me!"

"Besides... This... This is not on the table..."

I only heard Wang Mingyang's voice getting smaller and smaller, and gradually there was no voice. LAN Weiwei nodded with satisfaction. It was good. It was finally quiet.

After a moment, someone patted her on the shoulder, and LAN Weiwei broke out completely: "fart!!!"

A hand reached under her eyelids and blocked LAN Weiwei's sight: "bring it."

"Take a fart! Isn't it for you!" then LAN Weiwei fiercely threw that hand aside, which didn't affect her interest in reading novels.

"This is during class. Don't play with mobile phones." why is this voice a little familiar? It doesn't look like Wang Mingyang's! Lan Wei looked up and glanced. The whole person felt bad. When did he do it next to him?