Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

At a glance, Zhu Zhengqing could see the ambiguous relationship between Xu Jiaqing and Chen Yinglong.

Reminiscing about Meng Zezhi's divorce from Xu Jiaqing, Zhu Zhengqing instantly sat up straight, automatically making up for a big show.

Even the gaze that led him to look at Meng Zezhi changed color.

In fact, Zhu Zhengqing's guess is not bad.

It was true that Chen Yinglong had a secret love for Xu Jiaqing for more than 30 years, and even in order to get Xu Jiaqing, he did not hesitate to poison his predecessor under Jiang Qiyang's frustration.

After his predecessor was poisoned, in less than two years, he changed from a gentle university professor to a violent domestic violence man.

But people will never get angry for no reason!

The problem is not with Chen Yinglong and Xu Jiaqing.

Xu Jiaqing drove her predecessor out of the house angrily when she handed over the 600,000 yuan that the family was going to use for a new house for his third brother.

The house they lived in was Xu Jiaqing's dowry.

Xu's family persuaded and persuaded, and this didn't make things worse.

But in the end it hurt the predecessor's face.

Don't forget, the money sent out by the predecessor was saved by him bit by bit, but Xu Jiaqing didn't spend a cent.

But the predecessor also knew that the account could not be calculated like this. He saved all the money, but Xu Jiaqing also paid a lot for their little family.

In this matter, he was indeed sorry for Xu Jiaqing.

Although his predecessor is sensible, he is not a saint, and he will inevitably feel aggrieved.

But for the sake of this family, the predecessor still had to be low and small, to please Xu Jiaqing.

But because of this, Xu Jiaqing had already separated him from the bottom of her heart.

Chen Yinglong took the opportunity to stick it up, hesitated and asked warmly, so he was not considerate.

On the one hand, he is desperately admiring his diamond king, and on the other hand, even if he treats him badly, he will use his family to subsidize his relatives. Xu Jiaqing has mixed feelings in her heart.

The predecessor looked in the eyes, although he felt uncomfortable, but he believed that Xu Jiaqing would not do anything to be sorry for him. After all, the relationship between the two of them for more than ten years lies there. What's more, not long after the incident with his third brother, the atmosphere at home finally eased a bit. He didn't want to provoke Xu Jiaqing again because of this trivial matter and cause unnecessary family disputes.

Originally, these estrangements and dissatisfaction would disappear after the birth of the child in Xu Jiaqing's stomach, including his mother's hatred of Xu Jiaqing.

After all, all the evil his predecessor's mother had towards Xu Jiaqing was based on Xu Jiaqing's inability to give birth to a child. Even if Xu Jiaqing only gave birth to a girl in the end, she was already satisfied!

—It's not that she doesn't favor boys over girls, but there is a living example of her predecessor's third brother, which makes her feel that girls are not bad, and that she will be recruited in the future. Anyway, her predecessor is not bad money.

But who makes Jiang Qiyang more variable in this world?

After the predecessor was poisoned, Chen Yinglong seemed to have opened a switch on the dark side of his heart, and his methods became more and more inferior.

My predecessor has received intimate photos of Xu Jiaqing and Chen Yinglong from strangers more than once, kissing, dancing together, going in and out of the hotel together... new and old, both real and fake.

At the beginning, his predecessor was still very clear-headed, knowing that someone was deliberately provoking his relationship with Xu Jiaqing.

But as the predecessor became more poisoned, he became more unable to control his emotions. Finally, when he left work early, Chen Yinglong sent Xu Jiaqing home. The two people were talking and laughing at the door of the house. The dissatisfaction and frustration for many days erupted like a volcanic eruption. Then he moved to Xu Jiaqing. After breaking his hand, it was out of control from then on, and it wiped out Xu Jiaqing's love for him bit by bit.

Perhaps Xu Jiaqing’s original intention was just to dissatisfy her predecessor’s efforts to subsidize her elder sister’s behavior, so she wanted to find someone who “understands” her to talk to her, and she has never betrayed her predecessor from beginning to end. Mood.

The premise is that nothing will happen!

But as a result, with the help of Xu Jiaqing's trust, Chen Yinglong entered his house in an open manner, and then mixed the small bottle of neurotoxin into the predecessor's facial cleanser.

As the so-called flies do not bite seamless eggs, Xu Jiaqing gave Chen Yinglong ambition and opportunity.

Xu Jiaqing may not be without responsibility when her predecessor fell into that field.

Does the predecessor blame her?

How can you not complain!

Otherwise, the task Meng Zezhi received would not be just to retaliate against Jiang Qiyang and Chen Yinglong, and to restore the reputation of his predecessor.

As an outsider, Meng Zezhi sees clearly.

This is where he dared to urge Xu Jiaqing to apply for a divorce certificate.

Chen Yinglong didn't think much about this. In his eyes, Meng Zezhi was already a dead man. The calmness and composure he showed at this moment can be described as gloomy in Chen Yinglong's eyes.

But that's it. The day he and Xu Jiaqing got married was when Meng Ze was famously discredited.

This is the cruelest torture for a rival in love.

Thinking of this, Chen Yinglong sneered, and walked upstairs with Xu Jiaqing.

The atmosphere quieted down instantly, Meng Zezhi put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at Zhu Zhengqing: "Sorry, let Professor Zhu laughed!"

Seeing Meng Zezhi's face indifferent, obviously he didn't take the divorce matter too seriously, Zhu Zhengqing's eyes flickered, and kindly suggested: "Anyway, we have almost eaten, why not go back, I will take You go to the lab and go around."

"Alright." Meng Zezhi nodded, he didn't want to see Chen Yinglong again, Ge Ying.

After checking out, the two drove back to Beijing University.

The Department of Biology has always been a shortcoming of Beijing University. The only ones that can be named are a key laboratory of the Ministry of Health and a key laboratory of the Ministry of Education. (Laboratory levels are divided into national laboratories, national key laboratories, provincial/ministerial laboratories, municipal laboratories, and school/institute-level laboratories).

The school leaders were also cruel to revitalize the Department of Biology, otherwise they would not try their best to invite Zhu Zhengqing back from Harvard.

Zhu Zhengqing arrived for the first time and had little qualifications. It was impossible to get rid of the original leader of the laboratory and let Zhu Zhengqing drop by. But if people are to be stuffed into the laboratory to lay hands on them, if they don't say anything, it is a suspicion of wasting talents.

So the school simply built a laboratory for him. It was branded as a school-level laboratory, but the specifications exceeded that of a provincial-level laboratory.

Anyway, if six billion are thrown out, the school doesn't feel sorry for the tens of millions. Anyway, there are state subsidies.

At this time, the laboratory has been arranged almost, but because the school has just started, the specific personnel arrangements are still to be discussed, so there is no other person in the laboratory.

Meng Zezhi glanced roughly and was very satisfied. Basically all the instruments he expected to use were available here.

"The expenses incurred by me doing experiments are calculated according to the school's laboratory equipment loan billing standard, which is closed every Monday."

"Okay." Zhu Zhengqing didn't ask too much. On the one hand, he believed Professor Wan’s vision and didn’t think that Meng Zezhi would do things illegal and disciplined; on the other hand, in his opinion, since Meng Zezhi did private experiments, he did not think that It should be confidential, so there is no need to ask.

With that said, Zhu Zhengqing's gaze fell on a small piece of plastic tape exposed from the safety cabinet by the wall, probably because the master who carried the instrument did not notice it.

He walked over, stretched out his hand, didn't reach it, and stood on tiptoe again, still so short.

Meng Zezhi saw it, chuckled lightly, raised his foot forward, reached out to grab the plastic strap, and pulled down—

Zhu Zhengqing turned around and faced a thin and slightly curved lip, and then saw the plastic tape with a bundle of compacted cardboard boxes hitting Meng Zezhi's back.

Meng Zezhi staggered and rushed towards Zhu Zhengqing.

The air was quiet for a moment, and Meng Zezhi pressed down on Zhu Zhengqing, and a faint scent came out. Now he smelled it clearly. It was not lotus leaf or mint, but perilla, with an inaudible sweetness. .

Zhu Zhengqing breathed slowly, and that lip more than doubled in his field of vision. It was too close, as if he was about to stick to his side face in the next moment.

The hot and humid breath hit his face, and Zhu Zhengqing's heart was inevitably confused for a moment.

Meng Zezhi's gaze fell involuntarily on Zhu Zhengqing's smooth and delicate cheeks, and in a daze, he could even see clearly how the hair on the opponent's face was shaking in the heat he exhaled.

There seems to be something wrong.

Meng Zezhi only felt a bit dry in his throat.

The two remained in a stalemate for half a minute, until Meng Zezhi's cell phone rang.

Meng Zezhi was the first to recover, barely suppressing the weird feeling in his heart, took two steps back with a guilty conscience, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and said, "I will answer the call first."

After speaking, he took his cellphone and turned around out of the laboratory.

Zhu Zhengqing pursed her lips and looked at Meng Zezhi's back, feeling upset.

Fuck!

Old man... old fairy!