Real people beat scumbags and snatch away sick girls

"I don't tell my uncle when I'm sick. My uncle has to find out from the professor. You see how strange you are."

Xia Yanle: .........?

I don't seem to know this man who takes three meals a day and shows up in my room in the morning, noon and evening.

Has there been another person under the mask?

She couldn't figure it out, but she felt alert again.

She chose a seat closer to the wall and sat down while keeping a distance from the professor and Bai Weiran.

Only the professor is not afraid of her. If there is any accident, she can escape through the wall-but it is hard to say with the masked man.

At this moment, she was wary like a cat with its back arched.

Bai Weiran noticed this subtle attitude, turned his head and smiled kindly at her—【Don't be afraid, it's okay】

But it's a pity that the radio waves didn't match up. Xia Yanle's interpretation is "Nothing to be courteous, either adultery or robbery"

The two exchanged glances, and Professor Wen could see it, and he cleared his throat a little displeased.

Until now, he still has doubts about Bai Weiran's identity.

Too young, this [uncle] doesn't look much like Xia Yanle's age, and he doesn't even look alike. Out of a kind of arrogance and conceit towards young people, and with a despicable mind, he even suspects that this person who calls himself an uncle People are one of Xia Yanle's benefactors.

Can a girl who is clean and self-sufficient provoke so many boys around her?

What he likes is Xia Yanle's clean body and simple environment.

After all, no matter how old a man is—

Thinking of this, he was displeased, and subconsciously hooked the tie knot on his suit.

Bai Weiran took a look.

"What do you want to talk about with me?" Professor Wen held the coffee and spoke in a calm tone as if Bai Weiran was a student who was going to pass a thesis under him.

"It's the substance, talk about money, talk about how much my niece is worth."

Bai Weiran knocked on the table with a smile, Xia Yanle's face turned pale, and Professor Wen put down the coffee cup, and it clicked because of too much force.

But Professor Wen quickly suppressed this greed, held the handle of the cup, lowered his eyebrows, pretended to speak softly.

"It's too vulgar to talk about money. How can the value of a person be measured by money?"

"Oh, you don't need it!?" Bai Weiran said with a smile.

"We can not be vulgar, jewelry, diamonds, real estate, antiques or more directly, boxes of gold bars. I am easy to talk to."

"…………"

Xia Yanle actually wanted to leave when she heard this, but out of an indescribable subtle sense of contradiction, she sat still.

She always felt that Bai Weiran was about to say something earth-shattering.

"Cough, in your heart...your niece..."

Bai Weiran interrupted him impatiently.

"Professor, I advise you to talk to me when I want to talk, otherwise there will be no talk."

There is always a woman in the world, you talk to him about money, he talks to you about feelings, you talk to him about feelings, he wants to talk to you about morality, when you talk about morality with him--damn he talks about money again Yes, flexibly change the bottom line.

"In a word, do you want to talk to me about the actual price of my niece?"

That faction, doing business and talking about business, finally broke through Professor Wen's defenses.

"…………it is good."

"Then let's talk about the professor's needs now! Professor, it sounds like you have a family. Are you planning to marry my niece?"

Professor Wen looked embarrassed, and quickly realized that he was eloquent.

"Marriage, of course I hope, I am also a responsible man, but first give me some time to solve the current family problems."

"How long will it take to resolve?"

"It's hard to say, maybe three to five years..."

"Oh, I understand. Next question, do you plan to have children in the future?"

These words are very instructive, and Professor Wen couldn't help but stare at Xia Yanle, from the calm and stern blue eyes, the elegant and delicate facial features, to the soft and swollen breasts and slender waist.

Imagine that such a beautiful woman is pregnant with her own child, who is more than 30 years younger than herself, and is also her student. The male possessiveness and satisfaction gushes out, making him seem to be back in his teens and twenties in an instant. A few years old's blood is surging.

"In order to protect her future life, I think children are needed." He said, smiling, like a gracious savior.

"After all, I don't know when my marriage will end. In order to guarantee her future rights and interests, with my child, she has someone to rely on, and I can also leave a share of the property to the child."

Bai Weiran lowered his head and sneered.

It is also because of this scumbag that he was able to say [I want to sleep with you without protective measures] and [it is your honor to be pregnant with my child] so fresh and refined.

Just at the moment when the waiter brought in the coffee, Bai Weiran raised his hand to borrow a pen from the waiter.

"Mr. Professor, do you have a check with you? I already have the number in my mind."

Professor Wen actually carried a checkbook with him.

It was originally used to persuade Xia Yanle on the spot.

A thousand words are worth a check for cash.

Bai Weiran turned the pen, from the tip of his index finger to his little finger, and then back from his little finger.

"I'll fill in the price and we'll discuss it later."

Xia Yanle stared closely at Bai Weiran's movements.

If he really wants to harm her—then don't blame her for turning her face and killing her.

This life is so meaningless, if you meet these people, it would be worse than destruction.

Bai Weiran scribbled and wrote it twice, and handed it to Professor Wen. Professor Wen was relaxed at first, but when he saw the amount on it, his eyes protruded.

"...99 yuan, nine cents, nine cents!?"

The blanks that can be filled above the number column of the check are all filled.

Looking at Professor Wen whose complexion turned pale in an instant, Bai Weiran stirred the coffee with a small teaspoon, opened the sugar jar with a smile, and threw sugar cubes into it one by one until the sugar granules were dissolved and saturated. Brown sugar cube hills.

While throwing it, he turned to look at Xia Yanle.

"I used to watch TV dramas, and there were always the kind of villains who thought they were rich and powerful who gave blank checks for others to fill in. I always wanted to try to see what would happen if I filled in the numbers."

When he said this, there was still a faint, mischievous smile on his face.

Xia Yanle couldn't help being laughed at by him, and the anger and humiliation in his chest suddenly relaxed.

Professor Wen, however, felt that he was being tricked, and angrily slapped the check on the table, his face flushed, and he tore off his gentle mask, revealing his true face as a beast.

"...Do you dare to tease me?"

Bai Weiran spread his hands out, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Sir, do you read too few books, or do you know too little about society? Do you understand social rules? This price is not expensive at all, and this money is not enough!"

Professor Wen is older than the two people present combined, and he is also an intellectual who has been teaching in a well-known university for many years. Hearing this is simply a heart-piercing irony.

Bai Weiran sat up straight with his pen turned, smiling all over his face.

"Then I will show it to the professor."

He pushed away the coffee cup and wrote directly on the snow-white tablecloth to calculate

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Bai Weiran wrote a long list of numbers and calculations on the desktop, and finally circled a terrifying amount.

Not to mention that Professor Wen was confused, even Xia Yanle couldn't figure out how Bai Weiran calculated it.

"I don't think the professor understands anything. It doesn't matter. I'll use an example that elementary school children can understand to calculate this social formula for you—"

"My niece is smart and good-looking."

"As far as her talent is concerned, it is not a problem at all if she wants to gain a firm place in this field in the future. The partnership you are talking about now means that you hope she will retreat behind the scenes and give you her academic achievements in the future. Of course, this is no problem. This Everything in the world has a price."

"You treat yourself as a company, and now you are poaching her to switch from your own life plan to your life plan, and buy out her academic achievements, then you should give a higher price than before - I have never seen it lower Are you jumping?"

"This is one item. The other item is that she has good looks, and she is much younger than Professor You. It is foreseeable that she has talent and good looks. In the future, there will be countless excellent targets who will like her. She will give up those excellent targets to choose. In your words, this is a question of opportunity cost, do you understand?"

"You were originally just one of hundreds or thousands of options, but now you want her to choose you, those opportunity costs should be considered as formal costs, right?"

"I think the number I put in is reasonable, even cheap."

Bai Weiran stroked his chin.

"Should fill in two more nines in front."

Professor Wen couldn't stand it anymore, he slapped the table and stood up, pointed at Xia Yanle with a sneer and reprimanded him with a sneer.

"Crazy! You are all, she is worth the price, and you don't even need to take care of the ladies in high-end clubs. Do you understand social rules!?"

"...Really?" Bai Weiran raised his eyebrows and shrugged.

"I really don't know the price of a lady in a high-end club, because I have never been there! As an uncle, of course I have to clean myself up and lead by example. For the sake of my niece, I can't go to that kind of place!" Then he showed curiosity.

"Why, professor, you just teach the students this? Go to the clubhouse to take care of the lady?"

"........."

Professor Wen couldn't stay any longer, angrily scolded him for being sick, turned around and wanted to leave, but felt himself being pressed back to his original seat by a force.

The feeling of being out of control made his frightened hands and feet feel cold.

"You...what kind of devil are you, let me go, you let go..." Bai Weiran pinched his hand and directly closed the mic for him, opening his mouth so that he could not make a sound.

"You've talked so much, are you tired? It's my turn to talk!?"

"No, Uncle, you've talked a lot." Xia Yanle interjected at the right time with a soft voice.

The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, obviously happy.

Bai Weiran glanced at her and looked away.

"It's good to smile more. You should smile more. You look better when you smile."

Maybe the iceberg beauty looks better if she doesn't smile, but if she doesn't smile because others think she looks good, how wronged her life is.

This sentence made Xia Yanle stunned for a moment, and caressed her cheek.

Qin Yun said that she is more charming when she is not smiling than when she is smiling.

Who did he care about when he said that?

Xia Yanle suddenly seemed to be pushed lightly by someone, and was in a daze.

And here Bai Weiran has already started his performance.

I saw the expensive pale gold tie unbuttoned automatically, like a cold and smooth snake, swimming around Professor Wen's neck, and even raised one end, patting Professor Wen's face lightly.

This is Professor Wen's favorite tie. He calls it a lucky tie. When wearing a tie, what he wants to do often comes true.

It's a pity that the lucky tie didn't work today.

Without taking a sip of the cup, the expensive coffee filled with sugar cubes floated up, and the sugar cubes dyed brown flew directly into Professor Wen's forced mouth.

One, two, three, five, ten, twenty, 25.

When the whole mouth is filled with sugar, all the water is sucked up crazily, but no saliva can be secreted, the corners of those sugar grains rub against each other roughly, and the sweetness goes straight to the forehead, and the whole mouth is paralyzed.

"Professor, please don't cause trouble for my niece...or my students like my niece, okay?"

"They're all adults now."

Bai Weiran stood up, walked to his side, and saw the word "devil" with satisfaction in Professor Wen's widening eyes, which turned white with horror.

Comfortable, I have to be scolded like this every time.

"Admit that you made a mistake and take responsibility, is it difficult?"

He was naughty for a while, and imitated the tone of sick and delicate girls.

"... Na na na! Professor, I will always, always watch you..."

While stretching out his hand swiftly——