Chongxi silly wife of a disabled boss

He Yi didn't expect Shang Jingmei to be so shameless. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he stared at Shang Jingmei for a long time. Finally, he angrily went to find some band-aids, pressed Shang Jingmei's neck and gave it to him. He posted it.

Of course, he posted a few himself.

Shang Jingyu touched the patch on his neck, and said with disgust: "This thing is too ugly, it's uncomfortable to stick on."

"Don't tear it off!" He Yi commanded ferociously, as if Shang Jingmo would pounce on him if he dared to tear it off.

Seeing that He Yi was about to blow his hair again, Shang Jing didn't dare to tease him again, so he put down his hands and said obediently, "Okay, I won't tear it up."

He Yi stared at him suspiciously for a few seconds, then ran to the study to find a few watercolor pens, held his neck rather domineeringly, and drew a few simple patterns on the few band-aids as a marker.

"This way it won't be ugly." He Yi said.

Shang Jingfu wanted to chime in to make He Yi happy, but his aesthetics would not allow it.

He Yi observed Shang Jing's expression, and saw a bit of reluctance, and immediately squinted his eyes and threatened: "Don't try to tear it off when I can't see it, I will check it during lunch, and if you find that you change it If you buy a new one, I won’t play games with you in the future.”

Shang Jinghui: "..."

He really planned to tear it up when he went out, and find a few new ones to post when he met He Yi. He didn't expect He Yi to come up with such a trick.

The little guy is really getting smarter.

However, for the sake of future sex and happiness, he can temporarily abandon aesthetics, so he really went out with those eye-catching band-aids.

Drivers on the road can't help but take a few glances back from the rearview mirror, because the image of the boss is too rare.

If it weren't for the dedicated elevator that can go directly to the office, Shang Jingwu would probably be surrounded by people as soon as he entered the company.

According to the usual practice, Du Yuwei came to deliver coffee to the boss before the morning meeting.

When she entered the office, she saw a few fancy Band-Aids stuck on the neck of President Shang, and the pattern on it was not a printed version, it was obviously painted later, and the painting skill is probably the kindergarten class level, the brightly colored colors appear extraordinarily childish.

Du Yuwei paused, blinked her eyes vigorously, and confirmed that she was not dazzled, and then she began to wonder if she hadn't woken up yet, otherwise how could she see such a scene that was more magical than the red rain falling from the sky.

It wasn't until Shang Jingyu raised his eyes to look over that Du Yuwei finally came back to his senses and forcibly took his eyes off the boss's neck.

After putting down the coffee, Du Yuwei seemed to be in a good mood when she saw Shang Jinghe, and even the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned. She felt that the scene was very strange, and couldn't help asking tentatively: "Mr. Shang, your Is your neck...is it injured?"

"No, you can go out." Shang Jingyu said with a normal expression.

Du Yuwei didn't dare to ask again, but she couldn't help guessing in her heart, since Mr. Shang said he wasn't injured, it wouldn't be because he suddenly wanted to engage in performance art for fun.

Coupled with his radiant appearance and the faintly small wound on the corner of his lips, the answer is obvious, the lady must have planted strawberries on his neck before sticking that thing to cover up the marks.

I didn't expect the lady to be quite vigorous.

Obviously usually looks soft and cute, it really is not a person by appearance.

Moreover, Madam can actually make their noble, elegant and domineering President Shang abandon aesthetics and come to work with such an indescribable love band-aid, which shows that Madam is really extraordinary.

In other words, his position in Mr. Shang's heart is very unusual.

Du Yuwei sighed with emotion, and silently withdrew.

The appearance of such a childish thing on Shang Jinghou's neck was really shocking. During the morning meeting, all the senior executives couldn't help sneaking glances at their boss's neck, especially Li Moqi.

After a brief surprise, Li Moqi probably understood what was going on, and couldn't help sighing in his heart that his sister-in-law is mighty.

With so many lessons learned from the past, now he dare not casually gossip about the boss's personal affairs to make others unhappy.

He was fed too much dog food, and compared to the others, he was quite calm. He took a second look and forced himself to look away.

But that picture seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and it looked too funny, he could only try his best not to laugh out loud, and at the same time, he tried his best to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, holding back his whole face twisting up.

In order not to attract Shang Jinghou's attention, Li Moqi lowered his head halfway and covered his face with documents, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Finding that the expressions on the faces of the colleagues around him were all wonderful in their own way, and some people's expressions were even more distorted than his, Li Moqi was slightly relieved and at the same time developed a subtle sense of superiority.

It seems that eating too much dog food is also good.

Everyone was immersed in the sense of crisis that their expression management would collapse, but Shang Jingyu didn't seem to think there was any problem with his image, and just let others look at him openly.

If it wasn't for those executives who couldn't help but stare at him all the time, he picked out a bunch of work problems, everyone would probably suspect that their boss had been taken away.

He Yi didn't know what kind of turmoil his casual mark caused in his husband's company. When he got to the classroom, he found a seat in the front row and sat down to wait for the class.

The teacher of the next two classes happened to be Professor Li who taught "Introduction to Intelligent Robots" last semester, but it was an elective before, and now this "Basic Brain Cognition and Science" is compulsory, but judging from the content of the textbook, it is relatively inferior. Electives are much harder.

The content of the course is difficult, but the teacher’s requirements are still very high, the test papers are very good, and the failure rate every year is terrible. It is said that some seniors and sisters are still taking this course again in their senior year, and some people even have to postpone their graduation because of this. , so that every time the students attend his class, they are afraid, and they dare not even play with their mobile phones, for fear that even the usual life-saving points will be deducted if he finds out.

Although He Yi wasn't afraid of failing a subject, he didn't dare to desert at all during class. He didn't even look at the mobile phone in his pocket when he felt it vibrate a few times, even though he knew that it was probably a message sent to him by Shang Jingmei.

If he had changed to an unimportant ideological and political course like modern history, he could not wait to take out his mobile phone and chat with Shang Jingmo.

When get out of class was over, He Yizheng was itching to see what Shang Jinghao had said to him, when he suddenly heard the professor call his name.

He Yi raised his head, looked uncertainly at the professor behind the desk and asked, "Teacher, did you call me?"

Professor Li nodded and waved at him, "Come here."

He Yi hurriedly got up and walked over, and then heard Professor Li ask with a smile: "I have a new project here, which should be a topic you are interested in. Would you like to come over and help?"

"Can I?" He Yi asked excitedly, and then he said with some guilt: "But I haven't learned a lot, so I can't help you much."

According to common sense, most undergraduates will not choose their supervisors to join the research group until they write their graduation thesis in the second semester of their senior year. Even those projects that encourage undergraduates to explore independently will not be able to participate until their junior year. He is only a senior student now. Second, many professional courses have not yet started, let alone helping, it will definitely be a drag if it really passes, He Yi still has this self-knowledge.

Professor Li knew from his expression that he actually wanted to come, and explained in a gentle tone: "There are other students in the group, you can come and study with them first. It doesn't matter if you can't help, just take it as a familiarization in advance In the laboratory environment, don’t worry so much.”

Although He Yi didn't finish his elective course last semester, he almost got full marks in the exam.

Professor Li is very clear about the level of his test papers. Many of the questions are relatively flexible. They cannot be answered by simply studying the textbooks and courseware. It is very difficult for undergraduates who are new to these things.

Even if he let the more outstanding graduate students under him do it, they may not be able to do so well in the exam. He Yi is the first student who almost got a perfect score in this course for so many years.

Regardless of grades, he also likes He Yi, a student who is active in thinking and has a very serious attitude towards learning. He made an exception and invited He Yi into the research group mainly to let him learn more things, and he did not expect him to be of any help. .

He Yi understood what the professor meant, and didn't continue to entangle, and immediately agreed happily: "Then thank you, teacher, and I will try my best to not hold back."

The professor encouraged him with a smile, and made an appointment with him, saying that he would introduce to him the graduate students in the research group.

He Yi also knew that the teacher was usually quite busy, even if he was allowed to join the research group, he would not have much time to give him personal advice. Most likely he wanted the seniors and sisters to take him first, so he complied very simply. .

After they finished chatting, the class bell rang, and He Yi immediately returned to his seat, continuing to listen to the class with a fluttering mind. He didn't remember to check the news from Shang Jingfu until school was over.

[Babe, guess how many people stared at your marked Band-Aid in today's meeting? /Smile]

[Have you finished class yet? ]

[Baby why are you ignoring me?Angry again? ]

[I'm at the gate of your school]

After He Yi read the message, he was afraid that Shang Jingwen would think that he didn't reply on purpose, so he quickly sent a voice message: "I just finished school, I'll be there right away, my husband will wait for me for a while."

He lowered his voice in the last half sentence, afraid of being heard by other students.

Shang Jinghui replied in seconds: [Don't worry, slow down when going downstairs, pay attention to safety. ]

He Yi sent a cat nodding emoji to show that he knew, then he quickly packed his schoolbag and rushed into the flow of people. After leaving the teaching building, he rushed to the gate impatiently, wanting to invite the teacher to study in the research group Good news to Shang Jinghui.

Shang Jinghu frowned after listening, "Join the research group? Did you agree?"

He Yi was still immersed in his own joy, and didn't realize that he noticed Shang Jing's expression. He immediately nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, the teacher is not afraid that I will be a hindrance, and told me to learn from the seniors and sisters. The environment in the laboratory, so I agreed. The teacher is so kind, I have to work harder to live up to the teacher's expectations."

"But you are only a sophomore now, so you should focus on laying the foundation." Shang Jingyu said disapprovingly.

In fact, he was afraid that He Yi would be busier when he entered the laboratory, and the time he spent with He Yi would definitely be reduced, of course he didn't want to.

He Yi didn't understand what Shang Jingfu meant, so he patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, husband, I won't miss the main class. Anyway, there aren't many classes this semester, so I can just learn more."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, it's easy to get sick due to work pressure, and it's really too much recently!cold!up!The paws can be frozen into ice balls in 10 minutes of coding, and I feel that I will soon have chilblains