Chapter 43 At that time,

"Are you okay, Professor Shen?" Meng Xinqiao's voice sounded in Shen Boyan's ears.

After he helped Shen Boyan stand firm, he let go of his hand, took a step back and looked at Shen Boyan.

As always, keep appropriate boundaries.

Very polite, beyond reproach.

But Shen Boyan suddenly felt uncomfortable. He paused and then said, "It's okay."

It was obviously a completely different face and a completely different feeling. why?

Shen Boyan felt that he might have gone crazy.

First, the person he was marrying was possessed by his soul, and then the person who was possessed by his soul actually hated himself for no reason.

Now, there is this strange sense of sight.

The naughty boy who hit him had already run away. Meng Xinqiao looked at the direction the naughty child was leaving and frowned: "What a disgusting kid."

Shen Boyan didn't care about it: "Forget it, they all ran away."

He and Meng Xinqiao finished their meal absentmindedly. , when the night fell, I walked towards home.

On the way, he sent a message to Shen Boxuan: [Are you familiar with the Seener people? 】

Shen Boxuan didn't reply, maybe he was busy.

Shen Boyan didn't receive a reply from her when he got home. He glanced at his phone and opened the door. The room was dark. Not back?

He looked around and suddenly saw a figure in the moonlight outside the window.

The figure was slender, and Shen Boyan took a closer look - it was Jiang Jing. Why is she here?

Just as Shen Boyan was thinking about it, another group of darkness next to him suddenly moved.

"Xiaoyan." Cheng Wenjun's hoarse voice came.

Shen Boyan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what ghost story these two people were telling.

Cheng Wenjun was originally standing next to the floor lamp, his whole body melting into the shadow of the lamp. At this moment, he turned around, his eyes flashing in the dark night: "You're back."

"...Yeah." Seeing this situation, Shen Boyan could only respond briefly.

He hesitated for a moment whether to say hello to Jiang Jing out of dignity, but Jiang Jing glanced at him, smiled mockingly, and said pointedly: "Look, I didn't allow you to marry Shen Boyan at the beginning. You're still done."

"Now, you're in such big trouble again!"

Shen Boyan had a headache as the flames of war suddenly burned on him.

"Mom, marriage is not necessarily just for profit." Cheng Wenjun seemed to be sincerely speaking, "I really like Xiaoyan, and I really want to marry him."

"Sincerely, sincerely." Jiang Jing seemed to have heard something ridiculous. , "Cheng Shunhao and I were sincere back then. But what happens now? What do I have left now?"

"You really don't want to listen to what I say now. Your wings are hard, right?"

Her voice became louder and louder. It sounds a bit sharp.

"Mom, it's not what you think." Cheng Wenjun seemed to really have a headache for Jiang Jing, "Xiaoyan is not such a person."

"You mean it's not the case?" Jiang Jing's emotions became more intense after listening to Cheng Wenjun's words. She asked, "Does a person who has known you for a long time actually have more words to say than your biological mother?"

Shen Boyan couldn't listen anymore.

Jiang Jing was as unreasonable as ever, and he didn't want to get involved in the dispute between the two people, who were ostensibly mother and son.

He backed away quietly, closer to his room.

"I asked you to drive Cheng Shunyang away, but you didn't do it; I asked you to drive away the bastard Cheng Wen'an, but you didn't want to either."

Under the dim moonlight, Shen Boyan saw excitement start to appear in the corners of Jiang Jing's eyes. Bloodshot: "Now you tell me, do you trust him? Trust Shen Boyan?"

"This is not the same thing." Cheng Wenjun also became completely impatient and said in a low voice, "It's just that the current situation of the group is not suitable for breaking up with the uncle.

"Don't tell me such nonsense!" Jiang Jing suddenly screamed, "Uncle, what kind of uncle is he?"

She suddenly stood up from the sofa, her eyes widened: "What kind of uncle is he? " You still call him uncle!"

"He brought Cheng Wen'an to the board of directors and humiliated me in public!"

"Mom!" Cheng Wenjun's voice was so cold! Raising the octave, "I won't let him take Fei Jin away!"

Jiang Jing paused suddenly.

"Am I not calm?" She breathed heavily and deeply, "You said I am not calm?"

She kicked the beige coffee table in the living room and screamed: "Am I not calm?"

The coffee table fell to the ground with a clang. , and even the flowers that the housekeeping aunt had been helping to raise fell to the ground. The vase was broken into pieces, and the glass shards were scattered on the floor, reflecting the cold light under the moonlight.

"Am I not calm?" Jiang Jing shouted.

She knocked over the floor lamp with one slap, and kicked the TV down again. Amid the crackling sound, she kept repeating - "Am I not calm?"

"Why do you all call me crazy!"

Shen Boyan was stunned. In just a few minutes, Jiang Jing was like a storm passing through, destroying the entire hut.

The beige coffee table, soft sofa, wooden dining table, and cute-shaped chandelier that Cheng Wenjun originally placed were all turned into ruins under her hands.

But 'Cheng Wenjun' just took a few steps back, cleared the relationship, and hung up on the matter as it had nothing to do with him.

"I'm not a madman!" Jiang Jing was still screaming hysterically, "I told you, I'm not a madman!"

Shen Boyan couldn't bear it anymore.

He flicked on the light switch, and the bright light suddenly dispelled the darkness, completely revealing the mess in front of the three of them.

"Is that enough?" He said, looking at Jiang Jing, who had stopped moving, as if she had just woken up from a dream, and Cheng Wenjun, who was stunned.

Jiang Jing opened her mouth and finally came to her senses.

Seeing Shen Boyan's anti-Tiangang behavior, she seemed to be thinking of something to reprimand.

But Shen Boyan didn't give her a chance, turned around and went back to the room, closing the door with a bang.

Completely isolate the absurd disputes outside the door. ...

The noise behind the door did not continue.

Perhaps Jiang Jing understood her disgrace and chose to endure it in humiliation. Anyway, with a loud slam of the door, her voice disappeared.

Cheng Wenjun later knocked on Shen Boyan's door and said a few sweet words of apology. Shen Boyan just said "hmm" twice, and then said: "It's okay."

It was probably a lie that it was okay, and Shen Boyan felt panicked.

Maybe it's because Cheng Wenjun's decorated home no longer feels like home after it was smashed, or maybe Jiang Jing is really too crazy.

He waited late at night for Shen Poxuan's reply. Shen Boxuan told him that she did know Seener's people.

So Shen Boyan asked her: [Can you help me find out about Meng Xinqiao. 】

Shen Boxuan replied with an OK expression.

[Today Cheng Shunhao took Cheng Wen'an to their board of directors to force him to have an abortion. Did you know? ] she said at the end of the chat.

[Jiang Jing had a big fight with them, and was humiliated in the end. Before she could win, she reportedly slammed the door and left. ] I probably guessed it. Shen Boyan thought.

When he replied to Shen Bo's announcement, he was leaning against the wall, listening to the voices in Cheng Wenjun's room opposite. Sure enough, after a while, the deep voice sounded faintly: "Host, your strategy progress has reached 53%, please be sure to reach 75% as soon as possible."

The progress of the strategy has actually increased.

Shen Boyan closed his eyes after listening to the system's words like a reminder.

The weird progress that keeps rising gradually approaches that value, and the speed becomes slower and slower, as if it is being suppressed.

Shen Boyan always had an ominous premonition.

He was thinking about it in a daze, but he couldn't come up with any results. The floor was cold, and as he exhaled, his brain felt numb.

What if this so-called 'system' really wants him to accept the intimacy of 'Cheng Wenjun' in order to bring the real Cheng Wenjun back? Will he?

No matter what he thought, Shen Boyan couldn't tell himself a negative answer.

Maybe he is a little more indifferent. It doesn't matter who he marries, or how far the progress can be.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Cheng Wenjun or Cheng Wenxiu. He doesn't need to care that this is Cheng Wenjun's home, the traces left by Cheng Wenjun, and the body of Cheng Wenjun.

But that was Cheng Wenjun.

He closed his eyes and thought drowsily. ...

On Shen Boyan's 19th birthday, there was a heavy rainstorm in City C.

The heavy rain poured down, bringing with it the humid and sultry heat of midsummer, and splashed mightily on the hot ground, causing splash after splash.

The commercial street next to C University has also seen a sharp decrease in the density of people due to the rain, and the shops that usually require queuing are also empty.

But today is Shen Boyan's birthday. Fang Youhan is here, Fang Shengyun is here, and even Shen Boyan, who is on vacation early, is here.

Four people sat around a large table. The table was empty except for the paper menu lying alone on it.

The waiter came several times and looked at them strangely.

Fang Shengyun frowned and looked at the time.

"This Mr. Cheng Wen has been waiting for him for almost an hour. Why hasn't he come yet?"