Chapter 39: Not good.

When he woke up, Cheng Wenjun didn't bother Shen Boyan.

Shen Boyan rarely had a good night's sleep. When he woke up, he saw Cheng Wenjun sitting alone on the sofa, turning over the tablet in his hand.

He was so absorbed in watching that he didn't notice Shen Boyan's arrival. Shen Boyan rubbed his eyes, walked forward and said, "Morning."

Shen Boyan's footsteps were very small, and his sudden sound startled Cheng Wenjun.

"Morning, morning." Cheng Wenjun looked at Shen Boyan in surprise and even stuttered.

Shen Boyan sat down.

He had nothing to do, he just leaned on the sofa and looked at his phone. But his presence made Cheng Wenjun a little uncomfortable, causing Cheng Wenjun, who was always very proactive, to secretly lean towards the other side of the sofa.

Shen Boyan himself didn't care.

He visited Meng Xinqiao's circle of friends where he was watching the concert and gave him a like. The people in his circle of friends lead colorful lives, but he stays at home alone, bored and battling wits with the guy next to him who doesn't know whether he is a human or a ghost.

He was bored and flipping through the news related to Feijin Group.

Feijin Group's business is mostly focused on electronic products. It seems that many new models have been launched in the past two months.

Although Liu Shui looks good, negative reviews about Feijin are constantly increasing on the Internet. The quality of newly launched products varies greatly, causing complaints from consumers.

Shen Boyan picked and picked someone who spoke harshly.

[@八级大风DF: Is Feijin’s management having shit in their heads? I’ll let my three-year-old brother know that this stupid thing is not a mature product that can be launched at all! Your mother! Get your money back! 】

Professor Shen did not have the habit of using so many civilized words, so he took the initiative to step forward and poked Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun turned his head, and Shen Boyan put the phone in front of him: "Look."

Cheng Wenjun's facial expression twisted.

"It's okay, Xiaoyan." He tried his best to say in a soothing tone, "These are all rumors, and few people are like him."

"Oh," Shen Boyan immediately scrolled through more comments, "This seems a bit much Ah."

Cheng Wenjun took a deep breath.

But Shen Boyan didn't give him any room to express himself. He just looked at him and said, "I'm worried about you."

"I..." Cheng Wenjun opened his mouth, and after a while he forced a smile, "Xiaoyan, thank you. You."

He gently patted the back of Shen Boyan's hand.

"But the group has already made a decision on this matter, so you don't have to worry." He emphasized, "I hope you can live a carefree life."

Shen Boyan blinked.

"Okay..." he responded slowly.

Meng Tan recently submitted an article, and the review comments were delayed until the New Year.

They have to celebrate the New Year. Of course foreigners don't have this habit, so time is very tight. Meng Tan worked overtime to finish the reply, so Shen Boyan moved the computer to the living room and started an online meeting to discuss with him.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Shen Boyan put on his headphones and asked.

"I can hear you, teacher." Meng Tan said.

"I marked the areas that need to be modified and just sent them to you." Shen Boyan clicked the mouse, "Now let me tell you the more important points."

"Okay, okay."

Cheng Wenjun beside him suddenly stood up, and the sofa shook. For a moment.

"You can add a little more to the first reviewer's third question." Shen Boyan didn't care about him and just said calmly, "The reviewer means that the logic of your verification question here is not sufficient and requires you to make up for it. Data."

"Yes, but we can't do it with our current experimental conditions..." Meng Tan was a little distressed.

"It's not just this," Shen Boyan said, "From the perspective of the entire work, it's not necessary to spend so much time verifying this matter - you can also add this."

There was the sound of keyboard tapping from Meng Tan's side.

"Then the second reviewer's first question." Shen Boyan slid the mouse, "You don't need to be so tactful here, he is just trying to embarrass you."

"I understand." Meng Tan continued to type on the keyboard.

They finished communicating quickly. During this period, Cheng Wenjun walked around the room and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

Shen Boyan glanced at the restless Cheng Wenjun, and Meng Tan's voice came from the earphones: "Teacher, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." Shen Boyan felt that he was in a better mood.

After exiting the meeting, Shen Boyan turned around and saw Cheng Wenjun.

"Is this your student?" Cheng Wenjun put his hands behind his back and asked, "Meng Tan?"

"Yes." Shen Boyan nodded and closed the computer, "You have seen it."

Cheng Wenjun did not express any opinion on this. He just showed a gentle expression again: "Xiaoyan, I haven't given you a gift for the New Year yet."

Shen Boyan immediately knew that he was not holding anything back.

He raised his head and met Cheng Wenjun's eyes: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Wenjun still smiled and took out a box from behind.

"The style I picked out a few days ago," Cheng Wenjun opened the lid of the box, revealing a men's ring embedded inside, "Xiaoyan, do you like it?"

"It's very expensive, right." Shen Boyan asked.

Cheng Wenjun paused and cleverly avoided the question: "It's just a little thought."

"But I'm usually in the laboratory." Shen Boyan pushed the gift back into Cheng Wenjun's arms, "I know you are here for I'm fine, but it might be too wasteful to give me something like this."

"As long as it's given to you, it's not a waste." Cheng Wenjun continued to express his affection.

"It's not a good idea to ruin your feelings." Shen Boyan said, then he took back his hand, leaving no room for Cheng Wenjun to push or pull. "I really can't take it away."

After some pushing and pulling, Shen Boyan returned to the room relaxedly.

He had long refused to accept those expensive gifts. He had absolutely no use for these things, and they were left to gather dust in the cloakroom. Instead, he owed Cheng Wenjun something, as if he had received a gift and wanted to repay Cheng Wenjun's love.

What's going on?

Shen Boyan had no time to make Cheng Wenjun unhappy every day, so he stayed in his room all afternoon before going out to have dinner.

Cheng Wenjun went out again, and the house was empty. Shen Boyan put the dishes in the dishwasher, then went to Cheng Wenjun's room and walked around. He didn't find anything unusual, so he went back to the room and took a shower.

After he took a shower, Cheng Wenjun came back slowly.

An entire afternoon passed, and Cheng Wenjun seemed to have been sucked dry of his energy. His whole person became increasingly wilted, and he did not look at all like the confident person he had been during the day.

"You're back?" Shen Boyan took the initiative to greet him.

Cheng Wenjun said "hmm" and forced himself to smile. But Shen Boyan just glanced at him, turned around and left.

They said nothing more. Until later in the evening, Shen Boyan was thirsty and wanted to go out to get some water.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man's body.

The man has broad shoulders and is tall. A bath towel barely wrapped around the lower body, exposing the entire upper body with excellent proportions.

"Xiaoyan." The man turned back and looked at Shen Boyan.

He smiled: "It's so late, isn't the work over yet?"

Shen Boyan frowned when he saw Cheng Wenjun looking like a peacock, trying to seduce him with his body.

Cheng Wenjun was slightly startled when he didn't get the reaction he wanted.

"...Xiaoyan?"

Shen Boyan frowned deeper.

"Why don't you have any abdominal muscles?" He asked from his soul while staring at Cheng Wenjun's belly.