332: C332 Cold War

C332 Cold War

As soon as Chen Zimu's foot moved, Fu Sihan's gaze shifted over, as if Chen Zimu had touched everything in his possession.

The bench Yan Wanwan was sitting on was not suitable for other men to move!

Yan Wanwan bit her lips and finally turned off the phone's lock screen. She looked at Fu Sihan.

"What business do you have here?" Her tone was calm and indifferent like water. It completely made people not think that they were intimate husband and wife, much less the reaction that a husband should have after a scandal.

Yesterday, she had a stomach full of anger. She left after class. Just now, she had treated him like nothing, and now she was asking him with a serious expression what was the matter. Fu Sihan could only feel anger surging up from his Dantian. His expression was extremely fierce.

The surrounding people felt their scalps go numb. Only Yan Wanwan was so composed that she looked at him, as if she could not tell that he was in a bad mood.

"Come and see my sponsorship program." Fu Sihan said coldly and even asked a few directors about the progress of the program.

Wanwan pouted and said, "Oh."

Wanwan felt a sense of loss in her heart. She felt a little uncomfortable in her chest.

So it was an inspection job. It made her look like she was working for him. Tsk.

Chiang Yan really wanted to shout, Young Madam, Young Master specially came to look for you! The cross-country meeting is not going to start anymore. The planning books are not going to be read anymore. The work has been suppressed a lot and he came to see you!

The director found a comfortable seat for Fu Sihan. The director was a smart person. He knew that Fu Sihan said he was looking at the inspection work. In fact, he was most likely looking for Yan Wanwan. After all, who would go to a female guest's class as soon as they came to inspect work?

Therefore, the position that the director arranged for Fu Sihan was neither too far nor too close to Yan Wanwan. It was just a good distance, and he could still see Yan Wanwan's every move.

"Fu Sihan is here. Why didn't you tell me just now?" Chen Zimu lowered his voice and stared at Sheng Yan, the fellow who had screwed his teammate to death.

Sheng Yan shrugged and smiled. "Why should I remind you? Everything you said made Fu Sihan feel stifled and" recognize himself. "I support you very much. The more, the better!"

Chen Zimu wanted to cry. This woman called Sheng Yan, he did not want to work with her anymore!

Wanwan sat for a while and tried to distract herself. Her body did not listen to her at all. She could not do anything. Fu Sihan's presence was too strong.

Wanwan did not want to hear it, but she could hear the director talking about the arrangement of Program Set for Fu Sihan. Intentionally or unintentionally, she mentioned Yan Wanwan a few more times.

Wanwan could not sit down.

She greeted Sheng Yan and the staff in charge of their group, stood up and left the scene.

Seeing Yan Wanwan leave, Fu Sihan's expression remained the same, but his pupils contracted slightly.

When the director was close to Fu Sihan, he immediately felt a shocking low pressure. He turned his head and saw that Yan Wanwan's original position was already empty.

"Hey, where did Wanwan go?" The director immediately asked.

Sheng Yan deliberately looked at Fu Sihan and smiled, "Wanwan walked around and took a breather."

Breathe...

There was so much space here, where should she go to get some fresh air?

Wasn't this meant to be for Fu Sihan to hear? Wasn't referring to his existence making Yan Wanwan uncomfortable?

Fu Sihan's hands, which were placed on his knees, were clenched into fists without batting an eyelid. His jaw line was tight.

Chen Zimu was frightened by Fu Sihan's cold gaze. He glanced at Sheng Yan. Only this kind of arrogant woman dared to mock Fu Sihan like this.

"Young Master Fu..." The director hesitated whether he should send someone to find Yan Wanwan or continue to pretend to talk about the Program Set.

"Enough." Young Master Fu interrupted him.2

Enough, you don't have to say anymore. He didn't want to hear it. It was noisy.

The director shut his mouth in embarrassment. If he didn't say it, then so be it. He also felt embarrassed.

Fu Sihan glanced at Yin Cai.

Yin Cai quietly retreated from the meeting and went to look for Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan wandered aimlessly around the campus.

When she walked to the clothing design department, she saw that there were many people there, and she was very excited.

Wanwan unconsciously frowned. She did not have a good impression of the woman whom she had met for the first time.

Dozens of meters away, the woman also saw Yan Wanwan, and smiled at her.

Reaching out her hand to not hit the smiling person, Wanwan smiled at her. Just as she was about to leave, she saw that the woman had said something to the vice dean of the Design Academy.

"Student Yan Wanwan! You come!" The deputy dean smiled and waved at Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan walked closer, and the woman took a step forward and said with a smile, "Hello, classmate. From your appearance, I can see that you are a model, right? I really like your appearance and condition, so I took the liberty to ask Principal Wang to call you over."

"Hello." Wanwan suppressed the discomfort in her heart and smiled as she agreed. After all, the other party looked like a guest of the deputy director, so it was necessary to respect the teacher.

Although the other party was smiling, this kind of seemingly polite attitude made Yan Wanwan feel a sense of pride and superiority.

"Miss Su, this classmate is called Yan Wanwan. She is currently the black horse of the female models in the country. The director of the modeling academy often flaunted this student to me!" The deputy director enthusiastically introduced, "Student Yan Wanwan, this is Miss Su Yujie, who just came back from overseas. She is an internationally renowned young designer with unlimited potential. You might have a chance to cooperate in the future! "

Associate Hospital Director Wang was a little old man who specialized in teaching and research. He did not know about the rumors about Fu Sihan and Su Yujie that had spread like wildfire on the two Nets Above Snares Below. He did not even know that Yan Wanwan was Fu Sihan's wife.

Su Yujie...

Wanwan was stunned. She once again remembered Yan Mengrou saying that she looked somewhat similar to Su Yujie... It was true.

"Student Yan, what happened to you?" Su Yujie tilted her head in puzzlement and asked, "You... Do you know me?"

"No." Wanwan restrained her emotions and politely smiled as she shook her head.

Su Yujie heaved a sigh of relief and smiled as she said, "This is also my first time seeing Miss Yaan. I thought I remembered wrongly! I knew it. How could I forget such a beautiful girl like Miss Yaan?"

"Miss Su came to our school. Is she going to teach at school?" Wanwan asked.

Although Su Yujie was about the same age as Yan Wanwan, she had graduated from a design school overseas and was qualified to be a lecturer at Sen Si University. It was impossible for her to be a student.

"No, I... A good friend just happened to invest in a variety show to film at Sen Si. He came to take a look. I will accompany him. It just so happens that I came to the Design Academy to take a look. " Su Yujie revealed a shy expression," That friend... We have known each other for many years and have a very good relationship. "

A good friend...

Why does it sound like a little girl calling someone from the opposite sex who was about to become her boyfriend because of shyness?

Wanwan's smile deepened and carried a bit of coldness as she stared at Su Yujie.

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