Then he sent another message: "It looks great. But this is just for once. I won't spend so much money next time."
Han Chen: It’s okay, I can earn it back by working a few more shifts.
When Zhou Mo saw the words on the screen, his eyes suddenly felt a little sore.
She and Han Chen met in childhood, started dating when they shouldn't have, and got married when it was least appropriate to get married.
I have been confused and stumbling all the way to where I am now.
It’s hard to say whether it’s fate or God’s torture.
Anyway, I felt sorry for Han Chen this weekend.
She could truly feel that he wanted to provide her with a roof over her head.
But when facing reality, the overwhelming feeling of powerlessness seems to defeat people again.
After get off work.
Zhou Mo walked out of the college gate holding a big bouquet of roses.
On the side of the road, Cong Manyong was waving for a taxi. She caught a glimpse of a bright red ball in her peripheral vision. She looked closely and saw Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo was not polite. After all, they were old acquaintances. "Can you help me get a taxi?"
She was holding flowers in both hands and had no hands to hail a taxi.
Cong Manrong saw the flaming red roses and glared at Zhou Mo, "Hit it yourself."
"Some time ago, when you asked me to participate in the badminton and table tennis competitions, your attitude was not the same as now," Zhou Mo said, "We are old classmates, and you won't help me with even the smallest thing?"
Cong Manyong was so angry that her face was swollen. She was wearing a mask and half of her face hurt when she spoke.
She could understand that Zhou Mo was teasing her. She had previously tricked Zhou Mo into participating in table tennis and badminton competitions.
Cong Manyong didn't want to argue any further, so she raised her hand to stop a taxi.
Zhou Mo: "Please help me watch the car door, thank you."
Cong Manrong: "Open it yourself."
Zhou Mo chuckled, "Our school has lost the qualification for the basketball game. Now the only games left are table tennis and badminton. I'm not short of money recently. What should I do if I don't want to participate in these two games?"
Cong Manyong was stunned for a moment. She was obviously very angry, but she had no way to deal with Zhou Mo.
These competitions were tasks assigned to her by the college leaders.
She had already messed up the basketball game, and she couldn't make any more mistakes in the remaining games.
He gritted his teeth and opened the back door of the taxi for Manrong.
Zhou Mo sat in comfortably and said, "Thank you. Please close the door for a moment."
Cong Manyong pushed the door hard and it slammed shut with a bang.
Although she was just helping Zhou Mo get a taxi, Cong Manyong inexplicably felt like a servant serving a princess.
She couldn't swallow this anger in her heart.
Parking lot of the First Hospital of Dongda University.
Han Chen hurried downstairs with the car keys. When he arrived at the car, Zhou Mo was leaning against the side of the car waiting with a big bouquet of flowers.
"I'm sorry I'm late. It must be heavy," Han Chen panted slightly, "I should have come to pick you up."
He took the flowers from Zhou Mo's hand, opened the trunk and put them in.
Zhou Mo complained, "You're trying to save yourself the trouble by sending it directly to my college. I almost broke my wrist when I brought it from college."
"Let me see," Han Chen grabbed Zhou Mo's wrist, held her hand, and helped her move her wrist joints. While Zhou Mo wasn't paying attention, he bent down and kissed the back of her hand.
Zhou Mo was startled and looked around quickly to see if there was anyone around.
Fortunately not.
She slapped Han Chen's arm angrily and said, "Can you please pay attention to the situation? What if someone comes?"
"I didn't do anything, what are you afraid of?"
Zhou Mo glanced at him gently, "This is a hospital, aren't you afraid that your colleagues will see you?"
"Why are you afraid they'll see you? Haven't they already seen you?"
Zhou Mo couldn't argue with him, so he cut to the chase, "I want to go see Zhang Lanlan."
"Let me ask you if she has been discharged from the hospital." Han Chen was about to take out his cell phone.
Zhou Mo held his hand and said, "She hasn't been discharged yet. My mentor told me about it at the dinner party today."
Han Chen put his phone back in his pocket and asked, "Does your teacher know about this too?"
"That's probably it. I think Zhang Lanlan herself and my teacher took the initiative to tell them," Zhou Mo said, feeling embarrassed. "It's impossible to hide something like this. I don't know how my instructor managed to appease Zhang Lanlan's parents. I'm afraid they'll go to the academy and cause a scene. Then, my teacher and our group will definitely be affected."
"Let them make their own noise. You're just a student. Just focus on your studies."
"How can I feel at ease? If my advisor has problems, can I expect to graduate safely? It's not as easy to change advisors in China as it is abroad. In China, advisors and students are essentially tied together. If anything goes wrong with my advisor, I can't help but be affected. Especially now that the situation is under control, and Zhang Lanlan's parents haven't demanded accountability or compensation, everything can still be discussed."
"How can her own private affairs involve you?" Han Chen was puzzled.
"This is the current environment. Supervisors not only have to guide students in their research, but they also have to shoulder the corresponding safety monitoring responsibilities," Zhou Mo sighed. "Even if this incident has nothing to do with my teacher, if it gets out of hand, the academy will definitely handle it seriously, and they'll definitely put some blame on my supervisor. I'm not sure about Zhang Lanlan's family's attitude, but it's always good to nip it in the bud."
"Then let your teacher talk to her parents," Han Chen said.
"No, I'm the most suitable. Zhang Lanlan and I shouldn't be on opposite sides now, but on the same side. Our opponent is Yu Yizhou, and all this is his fault."
Han Chen thought for a moment and asked, "Call Liang Dongyan over?"
Zhou Mo looked up in confusion.
"He's a professional. Since you want to get Zhang Lanlan to work with you against Yu Yizhou, you can also ask Liang Dongyan to represent you and help you analyze the legal provisions."
This was indeed a good idea, but Zhou Mo hesitated.
"I'll go and test Zhang Lanlan's opinion first. If she agrees, we'll contact Liang Dongyan."
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