Song Xingyao received a call from the dean, who sounded extremely excited, as if something earth-shattering had happened.
When I arrived at the research institute, I found a large crowd gathered in front of the office, creating a noisy atmosphere that was quite different from the usual quietness of the office.
The dean's hearty laughter made him sound much younger.
Curious, I walked over to the crowd and heard Lolo's clear voice, "Did the professor still work at the research institute after that?"
Professor Shi?
how?
Just two steps away from the front of the crowd, the dean spotted Song Xingyao first.
She called out cheerfully, "Little Song!"
The man surrounded turned around, smiling, his eyes crinkling at the corners, exuding a refined and approachable air.
Song Xingyao was surprised to see Shi Yu smiling at her.
Shi Yu didn't speak, so the dean took the initiative to introduce her, "Xiao Song, this is Professor Shi Yu, our hospital's new specially appointed expert."
Song Xingyao was brought back to her senses by his voice, and forced a smile, "Long time no see? What brings you back?"
Hearing her words, the dean paused for a moment, then slapped his forehead: "What a mess I am! I was just saying you guys are alumni of Sekro, but I didn't expect you actually know each other. Looks like I don't need to introduce you anymore. This will make your work much more comfortable, hahaha..."
In the office, Song Xingyao poured him a glass of water and said somewhat rudely, "Why did you suddenly come back? You didn't even tell me."
Hearing the soft sound of a glass clinking against the table, Shi Yu teased, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?"
He was met with a glare from Song Xingyao after he finished speaking.
He pretended to surrender, "Okay, okay, I know you didn't mean that. Zhuo Wen went to pursue Lin Shuang, and I didn't want to be a third wheel, so I got a vacation. This time I plan to stay in Jiangcheng for a while and open a studio."
Song Xingyao understood. He had also heard about Gu Mai's situation. Perhaps Zhuo Wen should move on. He couldn't live in hatred forever; he had to think about his own life.
She looked up, the steam from the cup blurring his vision. Song Xingyao thought for a moment about Lin Shuang, "Then I guess your vacation is going to be long. I think he'll have to keep chasing you for a while. But you're on vacation and you still want to open a studio? What's wrong? Trying to become a model worker? And what's going on between you and the dean? He seems so excited."
Hearing her gloating and a bunch of questions, Shi Yu slowly said, "I know that the best department for psychotherapy in Jiangcheng is Jiangcheng First Hospital, so I took the initiative to contact them, and also to find a credible endorsement for my studio."
Song Xingyao waved her hand, clearly not believing his words, "Don't be ridiculous... With your reputation as Professor Shi Yu in the psychology field, as soon as there's any news about you, people will be lining up to invite you to be a specially appointed professor."
Her words amused Shi Yu, "Then why did you so eagerly refuse me when I offered to work in your counseling office?"
...
"You say that again! I never saw any potential in you to be a working-class person. It's not that I didn't want to, it's that I couldn't afford you, Professor Shi."
As Song Xingyao spoke, she shook her head, feeling that she hadn't fully sobered up from the alcohol she drank yesterday.
Shi Yu keenly noticed: "You don't look well? Didn't you get enough rest yesterday?"
"...Um, no, I went out to dinner with someone yesterday and got home a little late."
She glanced at her phone on the table. "The dean wants me to come over for lunch?"
"Um."
After listening to him, Song Xingyao left him alone in the office.
As I walked, I thought to myself that the dean's excitement today probably meant something bad, but I had already stopped in front of the office.
Seeing that the door was closed and hearing the dean's voice from inside, Song Xingyao didn't rush in.
Until the door in front of them was pushed open, Fu Siming's tall figure came out from inside.
Song Xingyao stood there, stunned...
Thinking back to what happened yesterday—getting drunk and even fighting, which led to him seeing me—I suddenly didn't know how to face him.
But the man in front of her looked at her with a tender and affectionate expression, which made Song Xingyao even more irritated.
Song Xingyao avoided his gaze, pushed open the door and went in. The dean immediately sprang up from his soft office chair, his face wrinkled with a smile.
"Dean?"
"Oh, Xiao Song, come, come, have a seat!"
The dean greeted him politely, but Song Xingyao felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Dean, you look especially happy today!"
"Oh, hahaha, yes, Xiao Song, you're a lucky star for our hospital's Department of Psychiatry and Psychology!"
"?" Song Xingyao was still a little confused when she heard the dean continue to laugh and speak.
"I'm not joking. Since you came to our hospital, our hospital has been receiving a constant stream of resources. Today, not only have we encountered such a powerful general joining our hospital, but there's also another piece of good news!"
Song Xingyao saw him mysteriously take a document out of the drawer. "Look, it's a key national psychological research project. They specifically asked you to be in charge."
"Me?" he asked, somewhat incredulously.
"Yes, it's you. I bet you were recommended by the Education Bureau for that project before. The publicity was good, and your reputation as a child psychology expert was established. So this time, the orphanage psychological counseling project came to you on its own."
Song Xingyao was still not quite convinced. She glanced at the project information above and was somewhat surprised to see that several well-known companies in Jiangcheng were on the sponsor list.
Such a project has such a sponsoring background.
The dean, thinking she was too happy to speak, quickly changed the subject to bring her back to reality. "Go back and think about it some more. There's no need to rush into a decision. But I heard this project is supported by higher-ups, so it's a great opportunity for you and our department. I hope you won't miss it. You can choose the staffing yourself. I believe Professor Shi won't refuse you if you ask, after all, you're alumni! Haha!"
Song Xingyao sensed something was off about his words and didn't know how to respond.
After introducing the project details for a while, the dean asked about Shi Yu's situation before Song Xingyao got up and left.
This wasn't Song Xingyao's first time working on a charity project, but she always felt something was off about this particular one, though she couldn't quite figure it out.
Pushing open the office door, Fu Siming leaned against one side, seemingly waiting for her.
Song Xingyao was so startled by him that she almost dropped the documents in her hand.
Why hasn't this man left yet?
The two looked at each other at the door. Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, Song Xingyao simply turned to leave. She had only taken a few steps when he grabbed her arm.
"Is Shi Yu at your hospital?" He had been standing at the door since he overheard what the hospital director had said.
Song Xingyao turned to look at him. "Yes, what's wrong?"
The cold tone made me feel more imposing, and suddenly the embarrassing things that happened when I was drunk yesterday didn't seem so bad anymore.
Fu Siming frowned, seemingly lost in thought.
Song Xingyao slightly raised the hand that he was holding, "We're in the hospital now, it's not good for us to be pulling and tugging at each other."
Seemingly unable to believe that Song Xingyao was really so heartless, and afraid that she would be angry, he let go of her hand.
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