Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

Luo Shuwan carried the canvas bag and walked out of the box slowly, worrying about how to refuse Professor Wen's kindness.

At this time, her cell phone rang.

The high-pitched prelude of "Song of a Hero" sounded, and the whole second floor of the coffee shop seemed to have turned on the stereo, and the two men in front turned their heads to look over at the same time.

Luo Shuwan subconsciously hid his cell phone behind his back and smiled awkwardly.

Wen Boyan smiled and said, "The ringtone is very personal."

Fu Sichen spoke, but his face was full of disgust.

Luo Shuwan wished he could put his cell phone into his ears and disturb him to death.

The call was from Zhao Xingyue and she hung up.

Sun Miaomiao called in next, and she had an idea.

After picking up the phone, she deliberately raised her voice and said, "Hello, Hangyu's mother, what's the matter?"

"What, do you need to advance the class time? Then..."

"Oh, it's such a coincidence that you are in the Xidi District now. I'm at the Xidi Cafe."

"Okay, okay, come here, please."

After hanging up the phone, she nodded to Professor Wen and said, "Professor Wen, the student's parents said they are nearby and they want to take me along, so I won't bother you."

Wen Boyan nodded slightly, "Oh, by the way, the content of your paper is fine. Bind it and give it to me for signature. Remember to add my name to your signature. After all, I stayed up late to correct it for you."

Luo Shuwan: "!!!"

She was so excited that she covered her mouth and her eyes instantly turned red.

Students are very willing to add their supervisor's name to their undergraduate thesis, but supervisors are generally reluctant because most of the papers are written in an unreadable way, and supervisors are ashamed of being signed by students.

For an excellent paper like hers, supervisors who are still in the early stage will certainly want to sign it. Several teachers have approached her to discuss signing it.

But who is Professor Wen? He is already at the top of the legal pyramid. Even if she works hard to death, she may not be able to catch up with him.

How important are these three words "Wen Boyan" in the legal world!

This name appears in her paper, and she herself can be recorded in the history of Peking University with the light of this paper!

Taking this paper to a law firm for an interview in the future will be equivalent to opening a green channel!

Seeing her looking at Wen Boyan with tearful eyes, Fu Sichen felt unhappy and put his arm on Wen Boyan's shoulder and went downstairs.

After watching them leave the coffee shop, Luo Shuwan returned to the box and cried heartily.

I worked hard at the library for two months from dawn to dusk to manage the paper. After many twists and turns, I finally got it.

No need to worry about your diploma.

It was time for her miserable fate to turn around.

Looking back on the life path she has traveled, she is like a lone warrior fighting her way through thousands of enemy troops.

Now he is injured and bruised all over his body.

Fortunately, she achieved a staged victory.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, it will not be more difficult than before.

After calming down, she carried her bag to the bus stop and waited for the bus.

Just as she stood still, a black Cullinan stopped in front of her.

The car window slowly rolled down halfway, revealing the man's stern profile.

"Get in the car," he ordered.

Luo Shuwan was shocked, why hasn't he left yet?

Fu Sichen's hand holding the cigarette stretched out the car window and flicked the ashes, "Don't make me say it a second time."

She has personally experienced this man's brutality and dominance many times.

She was afraid.

Not to be offended.

After getting in the car, she secretly observed his face with the corner of her eyes and cautiously said, "Mr. Fu, I really have work tonight."

Fu Sichen lazily raised his eyes and said, "Your job tonight is to serve the benefactor."

She clenched her fists and mustered up the courage to say, "Mr. Fu, our current relationship is not suitable."

"What's our relationship?" He tilted his head and blew out smoke at her.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..." Luo Shuwan covered his mouth and looked away.

When she curled up and coughed, her slender body looked even more frail.

The height of 1.7 meters is such a small ball when you shrink it.

Even when he coughed, he was cautious, deliberately lowering his voice to reduce his presence.

There was a pink thermos cup placed in the center armrest area. Fu Sichen opened it and handed it to her.

Luo Shuwan was startled, his eyes resisting, "Thank you, no need."

She doesn't use the cups that other women have used.

"New." Fu Sichen closed the lid and threw it to her, with a stinky face, as if to say: Do you like to drink it?