Chapter 133 Love
After the summer vacation, I officially became a second-year graduate student.
Looking back on my first year of graduate school, it was incredibly fulfilling.
My work on the NPC AI plugin has finally reached the final stage, and I feel relieved.
As for the company's publicity, Lin Yan spoke clearly about promotional videos, on-site speeches, investment opportunities, and fund raising...
I was so overwhelmed by what I heard that I just left it all to him. He was experienced anyway and I was happy to be a hands-off boss.
Just as I was scratching my head at a blank document, wondering what catchy name to give the company, Lin Yan's message popped up.
"Wang Qiang seems to be in love"
I was so shocked that I almost dropped my phone.
Wow, this is simply a miracle!
Wang Qiang was the only "straight man" bachelor in our dormitory during his four years of undergraduate studies. He watched me and Lin Yan being affectionate, and the fourth brother and Xiaoyou being loving, and he was as steady as a rock. I didn't expect that he would suddenly come to his senses in his second year of graduate school?
"Is it true? How is the woman?" I asked quickly.
"It's just speculation, but this kid has been as cheerful as a sunflower lately, with his teeth showing but not his eyes."
"Isn't he always cheerful?"
"This time is different, Ruirui, trust my intuition."
Now I couldn't sit still anymore, my curiosity was completely aroused.
It was almost time for dinner, so I simply packed up my food and headed straight to Lin Yan's company - I called it a meal delivery, but in fact I just wanted to go to the front line to eat melons.
When I arrived at the company, Lin Yan's eyes lit up as soon as he saw me, the corners of his mouth raised high, and his whole body exuded the pride of "my wife is here to bring me food", and he wanted to pull me into the office immediately for some "in-depth communication".
The first thing I said was, "Where's Wang Qiang?"
The smile on his face froze instantly, and the sunny weather turned cloudy. He said sourly: "Oh - so Engineer Chen came all the way to our company just to spy on military intelligence and eat melons?"
Several eavesdropping employees nearby couldn't help but burst out laughing.
I quickly tried to make amends, "Oh, that's what you said! I'm just curious. Besides, we've been friends for four years in college (even though he spent most of the time watching me and Lin Yan show off our affection), so what's wrong with me caring about his lifelong affairs?"
Lin Yan pulled me into his arms, resting his chin on the top of my head, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm also your college roommate. Why don't you care about me so much?"
I was really defeated by his jealousy. I raised my hand and pinched his face: "Boss Lin, I've been involved in your entire relationship, okay? The person involved is right here! Can you be a little more mature? Hmm?"
"Wife..."
He drawled out his words, sounding aggrieved. "You came all the way here, but I wasn't your target."
My heart softened and I coaxed her, "Next time, I'll make a special trip to see you, okay?"
"Okay..." He reluctantly accepted the explanation. "Wang Qiang went out to eat, probably with his 'ambiguous object'."
"Ah? Then my trip would have been in vain?" I felt disappointed. "I wanted to interrogate him in person!"
"It's okay," Lin Yan pulled me towards the office, "I can't give you food for free. You have to finish eating with me first."
So I had to have lunch with Mr. Lin. Just as I was about to leave after lunch, Wang Qiang came back.
Wow, Lin Yan was right. His face flushed and his mouth was almost stretched to his ears. He looked like a typical example of someone who was in love.
I immediately went up to him and said, "Hey, Brother Qiang, have you been lucky in love lately? Your face is so rosy!"
Wang Qiang shuddered with fear, his eyes flickering as he tried to get away with it: "How could that be! What girl would be interested in me?"
"Still pretending? Did you go to lunch with the girl today?"
"It's just... just a meal with ordinary friends. We're still in the development stage and nothing has happened yet..." The tips of his ears turned red.
I patted his shoulder and said, "Develop well. It's rare to meet someone you like, so be nice to the girl."
"Alright, alright, Chen Rui," Wang Qiang said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "What's with that fatherly tone of yours? If you have the time to bother with me, why not take care of your boss, Lin? Can you tell him to stop taking out his unsatisfied energy on work and torturing us?"
"I..." I was speechless for a moment and couldn't refute.
Lin Yan, who was standing beside him, also laughed and chimed in: "Yes, Ruirui, if you really care so much, why don't you come to the company more often and supervise it in person?"
"Hey? Why are you two suddenly united?" I glared at Lin Yan.
Lin Yan immediately switched modes and put on a pitiful expression: "My dear wife, I just want to see you more, what's wrong with that? You were so busy with scientific research before that you were barely visible during the day. Now that the project is almost done, you should be free, right?"
His words hit me right away.
Looking back on that summer vacation, I was indeed obsessed with coding and neglected him a lot.
I spend almost all day in the lab, and am often absent-minded when I get home at night...the guilt in my heart comes out.
"Okay, okay," I said with relief, "I have some free time during this period, so I'll come to the company more often."
Anyway, I have thrown all the headaches of running a company to Lin Yan, so I am happy to have some free time.
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with spending more time with your husband.
So in the following days, whenever I didn’t have classes, I would stroll to Lin Yan’s company to report in, and on the way I would not forget to buy some of his favorite cakes or milk tea, under the euphemism of “feeding my boss Lin who worked hard to earn money.”
Our company was finally named "Tie Shi", which sounds pretty hardcore. I left all the other messy things to Lin Yan and enjoyed my free time.
That afternoon, after most people in the company had left, I packed up and prepared to go home with Lin Yan.
As a result, this guy pulled me over and pressed me to sit on his lap. He rubbed his chin against my neck and said in a low voice with a smile:
"Baby, do you want to try...office play?"
My ears suddenly felt hot, and I pushed him: "Lin Yan, are you crazy? Can't you just go home?"
"Change the environment, change the mood." He smiled like a fox stealing fish, and his hands had begun to become dishonest.
"No! This is too embarrassing! This is an office!" I tried to struggle, but the man was very strong.
"What are you afraid of? This is my personal office, and everyone's off work, so the door is locked..."
While he was coaxing her, his hands did not stop moving.
He made me feel a little weak in the knees, and I gave in reluctantly.
As a result, the quarrel lasted until eight or nine in the evening, it was already dark, and we didn't have time to eat dinner.
When he was still not satisfied and wanted to do it again, I was so tired that my eyelids were fighting, and I pushed him away: "Enough! I'm starving! Let's go eat!"
Only then did Lin Yan help me put on my clothes with satisfaction, and carried me, whose legs were weak, out to find food.
As a result, the next morning, I received a message from Lin Yan, his tone was full of embarrassment:
"...Baby, there's something."
"This morning, a junior clerk came running to my office and said it looked like my office had been robbed. Documents were all over the floor..."
My heart skipped a beat, a bad feeling building in my stomach. "...And then? You went into the office?"
"It wasn't me, it was that clerk... Didn't I tell him to bring the documents here early yesterday? I forgot about it..."
I wanted to strangle him through the phone screen. "So he saw it?!"
"……I guess so."
My face flushed, I felt embarrassed and annoyed, and finally I could only grit my teeth and reply to him:
"Lin Yan! Don't ever do this again! Do you hear me?"
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