“Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium with a Second Male Lead Rising – A Strong Female Lead’s Career-Focused Retro Revenge Story. No Forgiveness, No Looking Back!”
Because she slapped ...
What's good about it!
Song Qianqian felt that she couldn't say a word to him. She took a deep breath and said, "Look at your back!"
Xie Mingcheng turned around obediently, and saw that there was indeed a faint red mark on his face. It was not serious or not, and wiping it with iodine seemed unnecessary.
But she still wiped it casually and said quickly: "It's nothing, put on your clothes quickly!"
Xie Mingcheng didn't leave his upper body naked anymore. He put on his vest and curved his beautiful eyes: "Thank you."
The dormitory was not big, and the two of them seemed crowded. Song Qianqian's heart was beating fast, and she just wanted to get rid of him quickly: "Since you are fine, then you can go back. I want to rest for a while."
Xie Mingcheng nodded, and as soon as he stood up, his whole body enveloped him. He took two steps towards Song Qianqian, and seeing that her eyes were wandering but not looking at him, he chuckled softly, "Sister Qianqian, this is the second time."
Song Qianqian was puzzled and finally looked up at him: "What do you mean the second time?"
Xie Mingcheng didn't say anything else. He walked past her with his long legs, opened the door and left before he spoke: "Go back and take a shower. We'll go to the cafeteria to eat together later."
The door was closed.
Song Qianqian realized it later. When did she say she wanted to have dinner with 놛?
The lid of the iodine bottle on the table was still open, and the small dormitory seemed to still smell like Xie Mingcheng's body, a scent of sweat mixed with soapy water, but not too unpleasant...
She thought of Xie Mingcheng's quick and decisive action of taking off his clothes just now. She had held him in her arms for the second time, but she didn't see it so clearly.
Song Qianqian's mind flashed to Xie Mingcheng's broad back and narrow waist. The Xie siblings all had such great figures. Xie Yunshu's words seemed to be right in her ears: "Your brother is quite amazing. You have plenty of strength."
I have strength...
As soon as this thought came up, Song Qianqian reacted immediately and couldn't help but slapping her face. She must have been too busy with work recently, so she started to have wild thoughts!
But then again, she really had never seen a boy more handsome than Xie Mingcheng, and his figure was so...
Song Qianqian!
You beast!
That’s your good friend’s younger brother!
Rounding off, that's your brother!
Sitting on the stool, Song Qianqian began to reflect on herself, and finally made up her mind that after this project was over, she must have a good relationship and keep a distance from Xie Mingcheng.
The book said that when a person is prone to daydreaming, it means that his spiritual world is not rich enough. Some girls of her age have already married and had children, but she has never had a boyfriend.
Therefore, it is understandable to be curious about a person of the opposite sex who is close to you.
Through scientific demonstration of self-anatomy, Song Qianqian finally found a perfect reason, and her satisfied mood gradually calmed down.
At this time, there was a knock on the door: "Qianqian, go out for dinner."
Song Qianqian stood up angrily, "You little bastard, you don't even call me sister. You have no manners at all!"
She opened the door and asked preemptively: "Why don't you call sister?"
Xie Mingcheng had changed into a new outfit, jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt, looking fresh and handsome. He was almost a head taller than Song Qianqian. Hearing this, he stared at her with his dark eyes and asked, "Do you like me calling you sister?"
What does this have to do with likes or dislikes?
Song Qianqian was clearly speaking with confidence, but when she looked at 껗놛, 꺗 turned away for some reason: "놖 is older than you, so I should call you sister."
Xie Mingcheng was not angry either, and responded with good temper: "Okay, I will call you sister more often in the future."
Naturally, there were only a few people from the laboratory eating. When they saw the young couple coming over, the middle-aged men exchanged glances.
Teacher Chen looked concerned: "Xiao Xie, did Comrade Xiao Song apply the medicine for you?"
Xie Mingcheng nodded with a smile: "Sister Qianqian is very concerned about you, and she has already wiped it."
"Oh, you really care! It's good to care. Don't waste your youth!" Professor Zhao said cheerfully, "We have a break this afternoon. There's a movie in the activity room. You old guys won't join in the fun. You two can go watch the movie."
The experiment was boring, and after a day of rest, the Academy of Sciences tried its best to let the staff relax. Not only was there a sumptuous meal, but there were also movies shown in the activity room.
Song Qianqian lowered her head and said nothing. She didn't want to go to the movies with Xie Mingcheng alone now. The thought of it made her heart beat abnormally.
Xie Mingcheng ate his meal gracefully. Upon hearing this, he glanced at Song Qianqian before speaking: "Sister Qianqian likes to watch it. Let's go again."
Song Qianqian immediately said: "Don't like it, go back to the dormitory and sleep."
The evasive attitude is very obvious.
Xie Mingcheng's eyes darkened and he said nothing more. He just slowly peeled a shrimp for her with his slender fingers and put it in front of her silently.
Professor Zhao spoke up in time: "Comrade Xie knows how to take care of female comrades!"
Song Qianqian blushed, and she quickly took a shrimp and said, "I can peel it myself. No need to trouble you."
The two of them arrived late, and before they had even finished their meal, several professors had already quickly packed up their lunch boxes and quietly fled. Only Professor Zhao muttered to himself, "As expected, even in middle age, my appetite has declined..."
In the small cafeteria, only the two of us were left sitting face to face.
Song Qianqian was beginning to understand. There were obviously several people participating in this experiment, so why did she always feel that she and Xie Mingcheng had so much time alone?
But the uneasiness she felt made her peel the shrimp faster. After quickly swallowing a few mouthfuls of rice, she couldn't wait to stand up and say, "I ate it all away."
Xie Mingcheng nodded: "Goodbye, Sister Qianqian."
Song Qianqian walked quickly, as if she didn't want to be alone with 놛 for even a second. The background looked like she was running away.
Xie Mingcheng lowered his head and chuckled. The brains of top students are always good at calculations, not to mention that 놛 is a science student. Sister Qianqian is a lifelong math problem for 놛, and he can always find a solution.
If you can’t find it…
His dark and cold eyes dimmed slightly, and Xie Mingcheng slowly wiped his hands with the paper beside him.
Don’t you have a biological sister?
That is the biggest assist!
After a day's break, the experimental project began its intense progress. Song Qianqian was soon filled with various drawings. She fell asleep as soon as she lay down every night and had no energy to think about anything else.
Xie Mingcheng worked even harder than her. Often when she came out of the library, she would see the lights in the institute's laboratory still on. She had heard from several professors that sometimes he would still be working in the middle of the night to repeatedly argue over a set of data.
People outside say that he is promising and a rare physics genius, but who knows how much effort he has put in behind the scenes?
Song Qianqian felt emotional. She had not had much contact with Xie Mingcheng before. In her mind, he was just her best friend's younger brother, her junior, a little boy.
But after a month of contact, this idea has already changed imperceptibly.
The last day of the month.
Mr. Li took off his glasses, his face showing a moving expression: "Comrades, our experiment has passed the final verification and can finally be put into use!"
This experiment provides a theoretical basis for the country's warship weapons, and its success is undoubtedly of great significance!
Several middle-aged professors laughed excitedly: "That's great! Our country will become more and more powerful!"
"I feel like I can keep working for a few more decades and will definitely surpass those European and American countries that look down on us!"
"Old Zhao, why are you taking a break? We still have a lot to do! If the next experiment is successful, our country's aircraft carrier will stun everyone!"