Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 48
"What? Divorced your professor's husband? I don't want a divorced girl."

In the coffee shop, the boy in the basketball uniform folded his arms around his chest, looked at the girl in front of him arrogantly, and said jokingly.

Even though it has been two years since they broke up, Tang Zhechuan has been waiting with a sense of arrogance in his heart, always thinking that the other party will come and bow his head.

"We already know." Jian Anran's light words stirred up waves in Tang Zhechuan's heart in an instant.

The hands that were originally embracing had been loosened at some point. Tang Zhechuan supported the chair with one hand, and tightly held the cup wall with the other hand. His fingers exerted a little force, and the fingertips turned white.

"What are you talking about?" Tang Zhechuan's embarrassed smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

"Inexplicable." He added in a low voice.

On the way here, I was a little apprehensive, but when I heard the other party's addition, it was almost self-defeating, and Jian Anran's inner guess was settled by eight or nine points.

This matter has absolutely nothing to do with Tang Zhechuan.

She clicked on the hot search topic a hundred or eighty times a day. When she was struggling and didn't know where to start, she finally found the clue in the tag specially added by Luochuan Entertainment.

It is also their lifeline.

#Professor L lives in a hotel with his wife and mistress#
The people who knew about Wen Siheng and her getting the certificate, apart from their family members, were only the dean, Ning Beibei, and Tang Zhechuan who had already shown their cards a month ago.

After being hacked on Weibo last time, he learned to be smart this time, and specially changed his email submission.

With just a screenshot of the blogger's email, who can produce evidence to prove him?Thinking of this, Tang Zhechuan straightened his back, pretending to be calm.

But seeing the man in front of him taking a sip of coffee calmly, with a slight smile on his mouth, Tang Zhechuan felt a little nervous.

But after thinking about it, he was already close to graduation, and he had given up the idea of ​​taking the postgraduate entrance examination long ago. Could it be that Professor Wen's hand can reach so far, affecting his employment?

The professional circle of bridge engineering is very small, and Professor Wen may not be qualified, but Professor Wen is indeed capable.

As a result-oriented person, Jian Anran naturally didn't want to let Wen Siheng know about these terrible things before the matter was dealt with.

The other party's "other people's child" had a smooth life, but since meeting her, there have been twists and turns.

She had been sheltered under her wings for too long, and Jian Anran did not want the already unbalanced balance between them to tilt again because of the frequent occurrence of these things.

There are some things that must be settled immediately by herself.

"Gao Feng has already said everything." Looking up at the other party calmly, Jian Anran tried her best to overwhelm the uneasy other party. .

"Who is Gao Feng? I don't know him, don't talk nonsense!" Tang Zhechuan was angry, and his decibels rose a few degrees.

Having been together for a while, she knew very well that Tang Zhechuan started to raise his voice when he felt guilty, ignited his emotions, and tried to find an angle to make strong words.

"Gao Feng is Wen Siheng's student. They used to have a pretty good relationship. After all, they are their own founder disciples, so they will definitely protect them to some extent."

The index finger playfully hooked the flowers in the vase on the table, while Jian Anran glanced at the reaction from the corner of her eye.

"But what about you?" She deliberately prolonged the ending, "My wife's ex?"

"No man would like his wife's ex."

Tang Zhechuan is a very jealous person, I don't know whether it is the extreme inferiority complex in his heart, or the extreme conceit.

He always likes to compare himself with the object's predecessor, trying to find a better place in himself to gain a sense of accomplishment.

"To tell you the truth, we broke up peacefully. You want to ruin other people's reputation again and again. You know that academic circles are very taboo about these things."

"Aren't you afraid, you will be tabooed by the academic circle in the future?"

Cold sweat dripped from the forehead, and Tang Zhechuan couldn't help thinking of Wen Siheng's father, old professor Wen Shuliang.

With his prestige and status in the bridge engineering circle, it is easy to do some tricks on his future employment and career planning.

"He contacted me first!" Tang Zhechuan blurted out in desperation.

Putting her elbows on the table, Jian Anran leaned forward slightly. She was not very surprised by this result, she seemed to be listening attentively.

"Of course I know, but what you don't know is that sending emails can be traced back to the IP address, right?"

As if remembering something, Tang Zhechuan's neck flushed red, "Ning Beibei again?"

Shaking her head, Jian Anran curled her lips, "This time it's me."

"Actually," she pretended to be mysterious, frowned and pretended to be sorry, and sighed deeply.

"Highly similar techniques, I knew it was you as soon as this incident came out."

"It's just that Gao Feng knew that there were many loopholes, so he took the initiative to contact Wen Siheng, and he burst into tears when he said that, but he left himself completely. You are strangers to each other, so you shouldn't be the only one to blame, right? "

Like a very patient hunter, Jian Anran guides the prey into the pit step by step.

"What do you want?" Tang Zhechuan went straight to the point.

Taking out the mobile phone from her pocket, Jian Anran opened the recording software and put it on the table. She reached out her hand to signal Tang Zhechuan, and gave the other party the initiative to press the start button.

"When you're ready, you can start at any time. Welcome to add what Gao Feng's version of the petition is missing, about what he has done."

Without hesitating for too long, Tang Zhechuan reached out and pressed the red recording button.

Combining Tang Zhechuan's memories and the small fragments Jian Anran guessed before, the general course of the matter is——

Feeling that the other party was shameless, he refuted his face on the spot. Gao Feng has held a grudge against Xiangyi himself since the time his benefactor's girlfriend came to school to fight Xiangyi.

Wen Siheng not only persuaded him to transfer to another group over and over again, but also reported his private affairs to the Academic Affairs Office and gave him a punishment. Gao Feng felt that the whole world was targeting him, and then he remembered the hot search incident at the beginning of the school year.

With the speed at which information can be disseminated on the Internet, he knows that the power of public opinion can destroy people.

Obviously all the posts at that time had been deleted, Gao Feng did not know where to find Tang Zhechuan's Weibo.

The enemy of the enemy has thus become an unprecedentedly close partner.

The private letter between the two opened the prelude to this so-called revenge.

Gao Feng was in charge of disclosing the time and itinerary of their investigation, while Tang Zhechuan was in charge of secretly placing pinhole cameras in the corridors of the hotel when they left.

The adhesive tape on Wen Siheng's door is of course also Tang Zhechuan's proud work.

Apart from his proud basketball court, his height advantage also played a role this time.

It was difficult for Jian Anran to reach the top of the door on tiptoe, but Tang Zhechuan could easily reach it.

When Gao Feng helped Wen Siheng, who was vomiting in the dark, into the room, he took the opportunity to follow in and put his foot against the door to prevent it from closing, while taking the opportunity to stick tape on an inconspicuous place on the door.

As for Wen Siheng's mailbox, they contacted hacker technology enthusiasts on a certain forum, cracked it in three clicks, and set up a scheduled email to Xiangyi.

The time span for the planning of the matter was not large, but it was precisely in such a short period of time that such a meticulous layout was completed, Jian Anran couldn't help feeling horrified.

"But I can make it clear that he entrusted a friend of mine to buy that medicine, and it has nothing to do with me." Tang Zhechuan said.

(End of this chapter)