Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 95 Deluxe Single Room

Just after listening to his words, Jian Anran stood up abruptly, and the notebook that was originally on her lap slipped down.

Her cheeks were redder than before, and Jian Anran was obviously anxious.

Wen Siheng is currently the only person in the department who can speak for her, and Jian Anran doesn't want her only hope to be shattered.

"I don't believe in Mi Yingying, but I believe in you." Seeing her anxious look, the other party lowered his head and laughed softly.

"In the future," Jian Anran was a little annoyed, "please don't pant when you speak."

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Hearing that Xiangyi's condition is much better than yesterday, Wen Siheng specially called Song Qi and Jian Anran after get off work, and wanted to buy some flowers and fruits together to visit her.

The main purpose is to test her tone.

Let's see what Xiangyi thinks about this matter, and what attitude and opinion she holds towards Mi Yingying now.

Following the location sent to Wen Siheng by the Deputy Prime Minister, the group of them quickly found a suitable ward.

Wen Siheng took the lead, knocked on the door, and led them in together.

Jian Anran's grandmother was once hospitalized, and there were eight patients in the ward.

Each patient also has one or two accompanying family members, plus friends, colleagues and relatives who come to visit from time to time, the entire eight-person room is full of people.

The sound of conversation, TV, and mobile phone sounded like a vegetable market.

Opening the ward with the word [Xianyi] on it, I saw soft sunlight coming in from the window, and the ward was very clean and spacious.

There was only one Xiangyi hospital bed in the huge room, on one side was a cabinet full of flowers and fruit dishes, and on the other side was a real-time detection instrument.

The beautiful voice of the female anchor on TV came from a local news station, which happened to be broadcasting the grand occasion of the exhibition hall project they had done on the day.

The Deputy Prime Minister sitting on the sofa by the window was the first to see them, nodded and greeted them.

"Is senior sister Xiangyi feeling better?" Jian Anran stood up and said.

Song Qi is usually a piece of wood, if you push him, he will barely move.

Although Wen Siheng is online with both EQ and IQ, he doesn't like the set that is just asking about his relatives.

After thinking about it, Jian Anran felt that she really had to take over the burden of saying such polite words.

"Where's Mi Yingying?" Xiangyi was not willing to give them face at all, and Xiangyi took the lead.

The name seemed to have triggered some mechanism of the Deputy Prime Minister's Academy. He stood up and looked at them from side to side.

"Why didn't she come! She beat people like this..." The vice-principal was furious.

It was Jian Anran who stopped her in time, "Senior Mi Yingying has also been frightened a lot. I heard that she has been unable to get out of bed since yesterday."

"Hmph! The assailant is too shy..." The deputy prime minister wanted to say something again, but Wen Siheng "coughed" twice, indicating that there were students beside him.

It is indeed somewhat inappropriate to say such words from a leader like him.

Jian Anran immediately understood that Xiangyi's unrelenting kung fu might have something to do with family inheritance.

In the past, the contact with the Deputy Prime Minister was limited to his speeches on stage every school year. This time, he met twice in private, and Jian Anran felt that the appropriate words and deeds were simply the beautiful girl version of the Deputy Prime Minister.

"I heard that she applied for group transfer?" Xiangyi pouted, she was obviously not very satisfied with the result.

"She mentioned this matter yesterday..." Wen Siheng was about to explain when he was interrupted by Xiangyi.

"If one day I don't like it again, then I will beat people again. It is said on the Internet that there are only zero or countless times of beatings. This kind of violent person, I think it is..."

The more Xiangyi talked, the more she talked, just as she was babbling out her point of view, Jian Anran suddenly called out: "Sister."

Her voice was so loud that Xiangyi was obviously taken aback.

"It's true that senior sister was injured, but senior sister also knows that senior sister Mi Yingying didn't intend to do anything at first."

"You haven't planned to do it yet? Are you kidding me? Why did she switch groups if she didn't do anything?" Xiangyi said, turning her head to look at the Deputy Prime Minister, "She thought it was as simple as her switching groups?"

The deputy prime minister understood, nodded solemnly, and affirmed her statement.

"Even if she doesn't have to drop out of school, everyone will still work and go to school on the same floor after transferring to another group. It's so embarrassing."

"Why drop out of school? Why give up this precious opportunity to enroll?" Jian Anran immediately retorted.

Her eyes lingered briefly on the Deputy Prime Minister, and then she said, "It's different from the seniors who have excellent grades and obtained the qualification for insurance research during their undergraduate studies."

"Senior Mi Yingying relied on her own efforts and took the exam twice before she was admitted to Luo University as a graduate student."

"Senior knows that she didn't intend to do anything at first, and she was obviously a senior at that time..."

"You guys!" Seeing that Jian Anran would continue to reveal the truth, Xiangyi stopped her.

"Is this the same hatred, unanimity? I have been beaten like this, and you still want to talk nonsense with your eyes open, just rambling about to make excuses for her violent behavior?" Xiangyi pouted aggrievedly as she spoke. Mouth.

Seeing this, the Deputy Prime Minister at the side immediately stopped dealing with it. He hurriedly walked to Xiangyi's bed, gave Jian Anran a cold look and said, "I've heard that there are cliques in the office. It seems that those rumors in the department are It’s not just random rumors without a basis.”

"It's nothing..." Just as he was about to stand up and argue, he felt his sleeves being grabbed strongly.

Jian Anran looked down, and it was Wen Siheng who reached out and grabbed her cuff.

He shook his head slightly, and he couldn't easily detect it without careful observation.

Wen Siheng was signaling her, no matter how much he argued, he couldn't beat Xiangyi's insistence that it was Mi Yingying who hit her.

Suddenly, like a fallen leaf in dry land, Jian Anran's aura was extinguished, like a gnat in her throat, and she was speechless for a long time.

"Have you ever thought about..." The person behind suddenly said, Song Qi just followed in behind, and he didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.

Everyone turned their eyes to him in surprise. He kept his head down, his hands tightly clenched, and his joints were white.

Speaking of which, if we compare the incident in their office to World War I, the selection of scholarships is due to the uneven distribution of resources in capitalist countries at that time, and Song Qi's vote was the fuse of World War I, the Sarajevo incident.

Although there is no guarantee, even without Song Qi's vote, whether Mi Yingying and Xiangyi would have a quarrel in the end.

But it cannot be denied that their quarrel started with this vote.

To a certain extent, Song Qi, who has left his footprints in this dispute, is only now speaking out for the first time in a real sense.

"Although it is true that she intentionally hurt you, she was at fault first, but have you ever found the reason from yourself?"

(End of this chapter)