Lin, with beads of sweat on his forehead, still forced himself to say, "...It's that Ji Yuwei."
Si Boye's face was expressionless, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
No wonder Nian Nian was angry.
Ji Yuwei pulled the power switch at the banquet today and pushed her into the pool.
When he got home, the flowers he had sent for her ended up in the hands of Ji Yuwei.
As Si Boye was thinking about how to make amends, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
—Niannian actually got angry.
Because he sent the wrong flowers to her.
Doesn't this mean she cares?
Does this mean she cares about him?
Thinking about it this way, Si Boye's brows immediately relaxed, and his mood even became more cheerful.
His fingertips lightly touched the tabletop.
His little rabbit is finally starting to understand.
Poor Assistant Lin had no idea that his boss's mood could change faster than the weather in June.
They were still trembling with fear, immersed in the dread of having failed to do a good job.
"Mr. Bo, why don't you call and explain to Miss?" Lin Qian asked.
She didn't answer.
"How about I call Miss?" Lin Qian tentatively suggested.
"No need for now."
Si Boye raised an eyebrow, casually lifted his eyelids, looked at Lin Qian and instructed, "Tomorrow, you will do something for me."
*
Monday morning.
After a week of silence, the UK-China campus forum has once again become a hot topic of discussion.
The reason is simple.
The Song family announced yesterday afternoon that Song Wenjing and Jiang Ranran are about to get engaged.
Old Master Song has long since retired, and the current chairman of the Song Group is his eldest son, Song Ming. Song Ming's only son, Song Wenjing, is naturally the future heir to the Song Group.
Although Song Wenjing and Jiang Ranran had been dating before, and everyone knew it, their relationship was at most just for fun.
But now, the Song family has officially announced that Song Wenjing is getting engaged to Jiang Ranran.
That means it was the highly respected Old Master Song who gave his approval and accepted Jiang Ranran as his granddaughter-in-law. That makes the decision all the more significant.
Jiang Ranran hasn't even graduated from high school yet, and she's already about to marry into a wealthy family.
As the news spread, from the moment she entered the school gate to the moment she entered the teaching building, many people surrounded Jiang Ranran, flattering and fawning over her.
"Congratulations, Ranran! You and Young Master Song have finally tied the knot. When is the engagement banquet?"
"Ranran and Young Master Song are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Unlike some country bumpkins who think that being good at studying will get them noticed by Young Master Song, and who deliberately act aloof in front of him to get his attention."
"That's right, I don't know what he's so arrogant about all day long. So what if he has a Tsinghua University professor as his brother? Does that compare to Ranran and Young Master Song's family background? Ranran is going to be the young mistress of the Song family."
"That's right. People like her can only change their fate through studying and become high-level employees in the future. Unlike Ranran and Young Master Song, who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths and can inherit the family business no matter what."
Every word of praise touched Jiang Ranran's heart. Hearing it, her face glowed with pride, and she felt completely elated.
Her mother's move was absolutely brilliant.
Yesterday, early in the morning of the weekend, the Song family came to pick her up to go to the hospital for a check-up.
Her mother said it was to take care of her, and that she followed her into the toilet without arousing suspicion.
When the pregnancy test results came out, even though Dean Song frowned deeply, he had no choice but to call and tell Old Master Song the news.
As previously agreed, her mother said she would take her to have an abortion, provided that the Song family announced her engagement to Wen Jing's brother.
"Please stop talking, I'm getting shy,"
Jiang Ranran feigned shyness, "What do you mean by 'not getting enough grandma'? Wen Jing and I are only engaged now; we haven't reached the legal marriage age yet."
The others naturally followed suit with compliments: "Oh, you're already engaged, so marriage is just a natural progression after graduation."
Just then, a sarcastic remark came from behind, seemingly from someone unknown.
"Speechless. The mistress who stole someone else's fiancé still has the nerve to brag about it here."
The speaker was from Class 36.
I don't know what happened today.
It was almost time for the first class, but the senior high school building was still not open.
So a large group of students from all classes had already gathered at the entrance.
Jiang Ranran's group naturally consisted of students from the top-performing class. The two classes were already irreconcilable enemies because of what had happened before, so when they heard someone speaking ill of Jiang Ranran, her lackeys immediately questioned her.
"What are you guys from Class 36 saying? Who are you calling the mistress?"
The students from Class 36 were equally defiant, straightening their backs and glaring at Jiang Ranran: "Whoever you're talking about knows who you are!"
"You!" The students in the top class were so angry that their faces turned red, but they couldn't refute it.
Jiang Ranran, who had been beaming with joy, couldn't help but bite her lip and secretly clench her fist.
This was the last thing she wanted anyone to mention. Even if she really did steal Jiang Nian's fiancé, she couldn't stand people talking about it!
Just then, Jiang Nian arrived at the school and walked towards the crowd.
It's the second week of school now, and Jiang Nian has finally changed into the customized school uniform of Yingzhong.
However, compared to before when she was the only one wearing her own clothes, she unexpectedly became even more conspicuous in the school uniform.
The girl was still without makeup, her seaweed-like black hair was simply tied up with a hair tie, revealing her smooth forehead and small face, and her slightly open neckline vaguely revealed her prominent collarbone.
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