I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

After Xie Yu calmed down, he thought of what Sayuri said just now.

This person's favorability for him is minus sixty.

Generally, people's affection for strangers is around ten to ten, and for good-looking strangers, it may reach thirty or even forty, and directly sixty is love at first sight.

But he's minus sixty to him.

Hate him as soon as we met?

Xie Yu poked the rice in the bowl, nodded slightly, "Yes."

No matter what the situation is, this person is the target of the attack, and it will be sooner or later to leave the number.

Fu Yunsheng smiled very lightly, "Okay."

Zhou Lei sat quietly opposite to eat, and after listening to Fu Yunsheng talking to Xie Yu a lot, he lightly pursed his lips, put away his chopsticks and got up, "Professor, I'm done eating, I still have class in the afternoon, I have to I'm leaving."

Xie Yu nodded, "Well, remember to change the thesis."

Zhou Lei nodded to Fu Yunsheng again, and then said, "Okay, I'll send it to your email after I've changed it."

Xie Yu lowered his head and took a sip of food, "Yeah."

Zhou Lei left.

Xie Yu finally finished eating. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and opened his thermos.

The red goji berries in the thermos are floating on it, steaming.

He lowered his head and blew, taking a slow sip.

Fu Yunsheng sat beside him and raised his hand. The man put his face on his white hand, looked at him and said with a smile, "Professor Xie is not very old, but he is very healthy."

Xie Yu didn't look at him, and took another sip from his thermos, "It's quite big, almost thirty."

Fu Yunsheng smiled again, took out his mobile phone, "Give me your number, Professor Xie."

Xie Yu nodded, closed the lid of the thermos cup, and took out his phone whose screen had already been broken.

The style of his mobile phone is very old, it was a model from three years ago, and the screen was smashed beyond recognition. I don't know what happened.

Fu Yunsheng glanced at his mobile phone, feeling a bit speechless.

Xie Yu didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he frankly held the dilapidated mobile phone, leaving Fu Yunsheng's number behind.

Fu Yunsheng saved his mobile phone number, raised his head and said with a smile, "It's saved."

Xie Yu nodded coldly, wiped the soup that accidentally spilled on the table, put away the paper towels, and stuffed the thermos bottle into his pocket uncoordinatedly, "See you later, I have class in the afternoon, so I'm leaving first. "

Fu Yunsheng smiled slightly, nodded, "Yeah."

He stood there and watched Xie Yu put the bowl on the tray with the tray, then took out the thermos and passed through the crowd, leaving the cafeteria.

Fu Yunsheng stood on the spot and licked the corners of his lips lightly, his face gradually turned cold. He was lazily holding the mobile phone, spinning it boredly, and didn't move for a long time.

An undergraduate graduate student and a Ph.D. from S University, with messy outfits that have nothing to do with fashion, clean but somewhat messy hair, and that worn-out mobile phone that is unsightly, and a thermos cup soaked with goji berries like an elderly person.

It's completely different from that woman.

That woman always has exquisite makeup, is always noble and bright, has a very high aesthetic and dressing taste, and always pursues the latest and best materials. It is impossible to wear that kind of clothes with that kind of mobile phone.

But that face was as exquisite and beautiful as ever.

It was her son, that's right.

Although the whole body is only like her face.