long love becomes ill

Chapter 1684 Growing Wanton in Your Heart (59)

Mingzheng was in the small group of the teaching and research group, looking for a teacher of the same grade to change classes, but everyone hesitated.

【Mr. Mingzheng, it’s not that we don’t want to change courses, it’s that the department suddenly issued a notice that all course changes must be applied for, and the director’s approval is required. 】

[In the past two days, Professor Lin has acted like a resentful man who has been abandoned. Everything that came to him was dismissed, no matter how big or small. 】

[There are no people visiting our department office now, that's miserable. 】

[If you talk too much, you will cry, Teacher Mingzheng, call Professor Lin yourself, maybe you are special, you have to believe that beautiful women have privileges! 】

[Hehe, in Professor Lin's eyes, I'm afraid there are only differences between men and women, I think so. 】

Everyone vomited bitterness in the group.

The ratio of male to female in the Department of Mathematics is inherently more monks than fleshy. Lin Ziyu, a big Buddha, became the head of the department at a young age. His glittering achievements and resume can overwhelm anyone. In addition, he is cold and rigorous. They are not close, and the standards are abnormally high. The only good thing is that Lin Ziyu is more talkative, and he will never wear small shoes for others. Life is not bad, but Lin Ziyu seems to be a different person now. , Everyone thinks this day is difficult, it's so f*cking sad.

Mingzheng looked at the group news and felt that his head was hurting even more. He was suffering from heatstroke in summer, and now the temperature of the air conditioner has been adjusted to 28 degrees. The desire to speak up.

[You said, Professor Lin was really dumped, right? He was giving out wedding candy a few days ago? 】

[The old monk pinches his fingers and calculates, eighty-nine are inseparable. 】

[Why don't we go to Professor Lin's house as a group to mediate the conflict between the husband and wife, otherwise who can survive this day? 】

[How about we carry some fruit after get off work? 】

The teachers in the group had a strong desire to survive and began to discuss what to buy to go to Professor Lin’s house. Mingzheng shuddered and almost jumped out of bed in fright. Suddenly, it occurred to Lin Ziyu’s house that it was being renovated. The hotel, heaving a sigh of relief, thought that Lin Ziyu would still take the class instead, immediately threw the phone aside depressedly, continued to sleep, and missed the next message in the group.

[Professor Lin seems to be staying in a hotel recently. When I gave out candies last time, I heard Professor Lin mention that his new house is being renovated. 】

【Which hotel? 】

[Downton Mansion, walk for 10 minutes, you can't go wrong, Professor Lin has been walking to and from get off work recently. 】

[Hey, I remembered it as soon as you said it. I also met Professor Lin nearby, and the consumption of that mansion is really high. 】

[Let's go, brothers, for a better future, go pick up some fruit after get off work. 】

The news in the group quickly reached 999+, and the things everyone discussed before were brushed up. Mingzheng slept for five or six hours, got up, took a hot bath, and then took his temperature. The high fever came quickly. It went quickly, but the cold was not good.

Even so, Mingzheng also felt that she had saved her life. She wrapped a thick shawl and asked Jiang Ai to pack Lin Ziyu's things.

"Sister Mingzheng, will Professor Lin kill me when he comes back?" Jiang Ai turned her face away, not daring to say anything. Her salary seems to be paid by Professor Lin. The boss will fire her, definitely!

"He doesn't dare, at worst I'll take you back to Ireland." Mingzheng sneered, the two had conflicts in the past two days, Lin Ziyu didn't show any performance, Mingzheng was completely chilled.

"But you immigrated back." Jiang Ai murmured softly, feeling that her future was bleak, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to confront the boss.

"Sister Mingzheng, does Professor Lin have so few things?" Jiang Ai went into the cloakroom, looking at the clothes and shoes that only took up one-tenth of the cloakroom, feeling incredible.

She has been to Xia Ye's house, and she knows that the cloakroom of the Great Demon King is bigger than a woman. Is Professor Lin so frugal?
"Small?" Mingzheng came in with a pillow in his arms. There were only seven or eight sets of neatly hung shirts and trousers in the man's wardrobe, and only two pairs of shoes. The scattered things beside him could be put away in only one drawer. It was a bit frugal. sharp.The rest are Ming Zheng's stuff.

Mingzheng was silent for a while, remembering that Lin Ziyu's house was empty when he went to it, cleaner than a hotel.

"When I went to the big devil's house to pick up things, the big devil just had a whole drawer for his watch, and his shoes were as high as a wall, not to mention all kinds of suits and dresses and other luxuries." Jiang Ai said softly, "Professor Lin makes very little money. ?"

Mingzheng shook his head and said, "Not a lot. He took out my 7000 million liquidated damages before without blinking an eye."

"I think Professor Lin is very pitiful. He has money but has no desire to spend it. He is alone in the imperial capital. No matter how high his achievements are, he is still at a high place." Jiang Ai poked Mingzheng lightly, whispering Persuaded, "Sister Mingzheng, my mother said that whether a man loves you or not depends on whether he spends money on you. If a man gives you all the money, he must love you more than you." He's himself. He probably just can't express it."

Mingzheng looked complicated, and said in a low voice: "He is different from ordinary men, he is not worldly, not vulgar, and he doesn't care about money."

For people like Lin Ziyu, it is too easy to make money, and they never care about money.

"But this society is realistic. If there is no sincerity, who would be willing to spend 7000 million on unrelated people." Jiang Ai clenched her fists and said with wide eyes, "If a man is willing to spend 7000 million for me, even if he doesn't Like me, and I will definitely rely on him for the rest of my life. I like it is enough."

Mingzheng was amused by her vowed words, and sighed softly, maybe they are all too greedy, the world is changing too fast, love has already become a luxury, perhaps love is too deep, she always expects I hope the other party can return her equal feelings.

Maybe she should try to love someone, the love is weak, so it can last for a long time.

"Oh, sister Mingzheng, Professor Lin is off work, I think I'd better wait for him to come back and clean it up." Jiang Ai looked at the time, it was past five o'clock, and she spoke quickly with a smile.

While talking, the doorbell rang, and Jiang Ai quickly went to open the door.

"Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, come back so soon?" Jiang Ai opened the door, looking at the five or six Huada male teachers who were carrying fruit at the door, she was dumbfounded.

The male teachers were also dumbfounded. Looking at the little assistant who opened the door, a rush of muddy horses rushed past in their hearts. Isn't this the little assistant behind Teacher Mingzheng?How could it appear in the suite where Professor Lin lived?

Is this the sister-in-law?
In the next second, the confused little assistant shouted cheerfully: "Sister Mingzheng, come quickly, the teachers from Huada University are here to see you."

Male teachers: "???"

Fog grass! ! !

Mingzheng came out of the cloakroom in a daze, looking at the colleagues standing at the door, her beautiful apricot eyes suddenly widened.

"What are you doing at my house?" Lin Ziyu asked aloud as he came back from get off work, looking at the colleagues at his door with an air of indifference all over his body.

my home?my home?It's true that this is Professor Lin's home, but why does Professor Lin have Teacher Mingzheng at home?

Fog Grass! 1000 million grass and mud horses galloped past, leaving no bones of the people trampled on.

Everyone stared stiffly at the elegant and elegant Professor Lin outside the door, and then at Teacher Mingzheng, who was dressed in home clothes and looked beautiful even when he was sick. They were disillusioned and burst into tears.

"Professor Lin, let's take a look." Teacher Wang Ming was crying, and the big durian in his hand pierced five or six bloody holes in his heart.

"Mr. Mingzheng, why are you here?" Everyone asked with heartache.

Mingzheng's pretty face became whiter and whiter, her tongue seemed to be eaten by a cat, and she couldn't say a word, this, this is the apartment she rented for a whole year, why can't she be here?
"Come on in, Azheng is sick and doesn't look very good. Jiang Ai, go and wash some fruit." Lin Ziyu only glanced at the miserable crowd, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, inviting him for the first time. They enter the house.

"Oh, yes, Professor Lin, come in and sit down, come as soon as you come, and bring so many fruits, you're welcome, you're too polite, haha." Jiang Ai scratched her head, smiled in a daze, and worked hard from a daze to a smile. Everyone in Muji took the fruit in their hands and went into the kitchen to wash the fruit.

Mingzheng felt that it was difficult to breathe, and wished she could faint immediately, she blinked her eyes, smiled reluctantly at everyone, and decided to shut herself up.

Lin Ziyu entered the room, changed into slippers, put the bright leather shoes into the cabinet, turned around and said, "No need to change shoes."

Everyone entered the room stiffly one by one, sitting in the living room, you looked at me, I looked at you, the atmosphere was weird.

Mingzheng went back to the room to change clothes, and Lin Ziyu followed in. At this moment, everyone looked desperately calling for the little assistant who washed fruit.

"Jiang Ai, you live here too?" Maybe it was a misunderstanding?

"No, sister Mingzheng is ill. I'll come over to help take care of her, but I also live in a suite on this floor." The little assistant said excitedly and shyly after seeing so many young talents from Huada University, "This suite is bright and beautiful. Sister Zheng rented it for a year, and then Xia Ye came over and rented a suite, and he returned to China to develop, and I lived in that suite."

So, did Professor Lin live with Mr. Mingzheng?live together?Everyone only feels that there is something to say, but they don't know whether to say it or not.

"Teacher Mingzheng, with Professor Lin, right?" Teacher Wang Ming asked with difficulty.

The little assistant nodded quickly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you guys have the wedding candy? I also helped pack the wedding candy. Professor Lin's new house is being renovated, so I'm temporarily staying with Sister Mingzheng."

The only remaining hope in everyone's hearts was shattered. Looking at the little assistant who kept stabbing the knife in the heart, they sullenly shouted frantically, "Little assistant, please be yourself, stop talking, we shouldn't come, ehh, now Is there still time to go?
When Mingzheng returned to the bedroom, she felt that her mind was blank. When she and Lin Ziyu were having trouble, someone in the office found out that they were secretly married?
Wucao, how did this group of people find it?
Mingzheng slammed her forehead on the door in despair, and the man stretched out his warm and generous palm in good time, covering her forehead, and said hoarsely: "Don't slam, it will hurt."

　Come on for the college entrance examination!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)