The next day, Song Xingyao sent a message to the dean as soon as she got to her office, agreeing to take on the project and saying that she had invited Shi Yu and Luo Luo, who was in the lab, to work on the project together.
The dean sent her an approving emoji.
Song Xingyao had completed half of the first phase of the project plan. She rubbed her temples, wondering why it was already so late.
She got up, picked up her water glass, and headed to the break room to find something to eat, intending to finish the first phase of the project before going back. She happened to run into Lolo having dinner with several lab students in the break room.
I overheard them talking about Sun Jiming's recent visit to Jiangcheng.
Lolo: "I heard that this Vice Minister Sun is actually a smiling tiger. I saw a post on a marketing account saying that he seems to have a good relationship with his wife, but he is actually keeping a mistress behind his back."
Another person immediately spoke up: "What? What? Why didn't I see it? Quickly forward it to me so I can see it!"
Lolo: "How long can a post like this survive? It'll definitely be blocked long ago!"
"Tch...that's probably all made up. How much truth do those marketing accounts spout? Besides, if they make things up about such important people, they'll definitely get in trouble!"
Lolo retorted, "The more it's like this, the more it proves that it might be true, right? Otherwise, why would it be blocked so quickly? If people find out, it will have a bad impact!"
"Oh dear, how can any of these people be clean? Who knows what methods they used to climb to that position? If I had power and influence, my morals would probably be even lower than theirs!"
Lolo scoffed at him disdainfully, "Tch, you men are really wicked!"
Seeing that Luo Luo didn't want to continue, her fellow disciple quickly spoke up, "But you know what, even though they have low moral standards, these rich people are still willing to do good deeds to make their image look more impressive. No matter what their purpose is, they will still help some people, right? I heard that this minister encouraged those capitalists in enterprises to do charity. How can that not be considered doing good deeds?"
Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing his words, saying, "That's true..."
After all, rich people can do more things than ordinary people, whether it's good or bad.
As Song Xingyao pushed open the door, the students suddenly stopped talking and called out in unison, "Teacher Song."
Song Xingyao smiled at them and said, "You eat. I'm here to replenish my energy, just like you. I heard that Professor Xu has taken on a new project and plans to bring a few students into the group. I also applied to him for a few students to join the hospital's charity project."
Although everyone calls her Teacher Song, Professor Xu is their true mentor, so Song Xingyao rarely interacts with them as a teacher. Moreover, she is not much older than them, so she always acts as a senior sister and tries her best to help them.
Therefore, everyone felt very close to Song Xingyao.
Several people responded proudly and enthusiastically: "Of course! Learning from Teacher Song is learning too, hehe!"
Holding the cup in her hand, Song Xingyao thought about what she had just heard and suddenly realized the subtlety of the timing of the project and the undeniable list of charitable sponsors.
Is there some connection between them?
Lost in thought, Song Xingyao didn't even notice that she had walked past the office. Her phone was flashing with Li Xinyi's name, so she quickly answered it.
After a pause, someone finally spoke: "Dr. Song, I'd like to ask if you're free recently? I'd like to bring Xiaohui to your clinic for psychological counseling."
Song Xingyao roughly considered the project's schedule and arranged to add a free slot to her schedule on Saturday afternoon.
She had thought that Li Xinyi wouldn't come to her so quickly because of Sun Jiming's controlling nature, but in the end she underestimated her motherly persistence.
Without saying much, Li Xinyi thanked her, and soon heard the man on the other end say, "What are you doing?"
The call was then disconnected.
The family of three's temporary accommodation was the presidential suite on the top floor of a high-end hotel owned by Huahai Real Estate. After all, they were important people, and safety and privacy were of utmost importance.
Sun Jiming had just been brought back from a social engagement when he saw Li Xinyi secretly making a phone call on the sofa.
He was drunk and wanted to pick a fight. He got annoyed by women who didn't understand romance. He came back and didn't even go up to serve her.
"What are you doing?"
Startled by his words, Li Xinyi quickly hung up the phone, almost as a conditioned reflex.
"I...I just wanted to make a phone call to Miss Song."
The woman's slightly frightened movements only made him more annoyed, so he stepped forward, snatched her phone, and casually browsed through her chat history.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual inside, and feeling that he had lost face, he raised his voice a little: "I've told you before, don't go around saying anything to outsiders. This time I brought you and your daughter out, your job is to make sure you have good food and fun, and keep an eye on Sun Hui. Don't do anything else, and don't ruin my plans."
Li Xinyi nodded, "I understand." But she moved her body towards the sofa in the distance.
The silk loungewear clung to her body, subtly revealing her curves.
Li Xinyi has a good foundation, and she has taken special care of herself after giving birth, so she looks younger than women of the same age. In addition, she always looks weak, and at this moment she looks like a frightened little white rabbit.
This thought made Sun Jiming a little envious; how come he had never noticed that there was such a beautiful and fragrant woman by his side before?
He reached out and grabbed Li Xinyi's wrist, startling her so much that she whispered, "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing? I'm going to do you!" The face reeking of alcohol came up to her like that. Li Xinyi was both angry and anxious, she didn't expect him to do this.
After all, they had been separated for many years. This time, the presidential suite also had a family room, and she and Sun Hui slept in a separate room.
Even though the door is closed, what if the child suddenly wakes up?
Li Xinyi was so anxious she was about to cry. She kept kicking at him with her soft slippers, and the man's breath on her neck made her want to vomit.
Unfortunately, both of her hands were held captive by him.
Sun Jiming, having drunk the wine, felt a surge of desire. He nestled against her neck, indulging in a gentle fragrance. Perhaps because she had been taking care of children for many years, she didn't use any artificial fragrances; her scent was a subtle, captivating aroma.
The moment Sun Jiming's lips touched her skin, Li Xinyi got goosebumps all over, and she struggled even harder with her feet.
He kicked him in the kneecap.
Sun Jiming cried out in pain, "Damn it! Do you want to die?!"
Filled with unfulfilled desire and painful anger, she flung Li Xinyi's hand away and slammed her hard onto the sofa.
Ignoring his insults and drunken ramblings, and the pain from the impact on the back of her head, Li Xinyi rushed back to her room and locked the door.
Sun Jiming was left alone on the spot, clutching his knee and cursing loudly.
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