addicted to him

As long as Song Ni thinks that Tan Zheng will accompany her to class in two days, she will be uncontrollably happy.

“Actually, today can also be a memorial day.”

Tan Zheng didn't understand.

Song Ni got up and sat down on Tan Zheng's lap.

"Give me your hand."

Tan Zheng handed over to Song Ni.

Song Ni slowly took off the ring on his ring finger, and then put another cold thing on it.

Tan Zheng's brows and eyes moved slightly, he looked down at the diamond ring between his fingers, and reached out to grab Song Ni's wrist.

"When did you prepare this?"

Song Ni heard some emotion from Tan Zheng's tense voice.

"The ring before was still too low-key. Many people still don't believe that I'm married. I studied hard in the past, and I don't want others to bother me."

Tan Zheng didn't expect this question, so he pursed his lips.

"Why don't you just tell me?"

Song Ni looked at him amusedly.

"Tell you what to do? Isn't it the same when I buy it and you buy it?"

"Different."

Song Ni frowned slightly.

"Then you think diamond rings can only be bought by your men?"

Tan Zheng paused and shook his head.

He understood what Song Ni meant, but he would feel that he hadn't given Song Ni much care during this time because he was too focused on his own affairs.Even Song Ni has been caring and taking care of him.

"Since you don't think so, there is no difference between my buying and your buying. Isn't your money my money?"

Hearing the latter sentence, Tan Zheng felt less uncomfortable.

The two of them are not short of money, and Song Ni doesn't care about these things, so when they got married, the two of them never talked about this matter. Even Song Ni put the card he gave her at will. in the closet.

He hoped that Song Ni could use his money and have a sense of ownership.

"Ah."

Tan Zheng hugged Song Ni a little tighter, wondering what he would do with Song Ni on the rest day.

Song Ni patted him funny.

"What are you doing hugging so tightly? Are you moved? Aren't you going to wear it for me?"

Only then did Tan Zheng loosen his strength.

In fact, Song Ni had already put it on by himself, and it was because Tan Zheng's reaction was not right just now that he secretly took off the ring again.

That's right, when Tan Zheng bought the first pair of rings, she was unhappy because of her action of pulling out the card.

"I asked you to wear it for me these two times. Can you take the initiative?"

Song Ni laughed while talking, and Tan Zheng then laughed too.

He carefully put the ring on Song Ni, then bowed his head and kissed it very reverently.

The silhouettes of two people fell on the wall, the candlelight moved slightly, and the figures were close to each other, just like the most beautiful silhouette painting.

And Tan Zheng is a knight conquered by love, willing to bow his head in front of the princess.

There is no need to say much between the two, the affection spreads like seaweed.

At this moment, seeing Tan Zheng's drooping eyebrows, Song Ni really wanted to have a child with Tan Zheng.

She felt that as a father, Tan Zheng would be more gentle.

Song Ni was caught in a storm of plagiarism.

On a recent assignment, a classmate's work was very similar to hers, both in style and color.

"I thought the student Bartery had been waiting for for two years was so good. I didn't expect to plagiarize."

It was a good friend of that classmate who said this.

Song Ni looked over. Although she didn't deal with the people in the class, she knew that there were several small groups.

These two girls have always been unhappy with her.

Everyone was jealous that Song Ni had won Bartery's favor from the very beginning, and she didn't show it on weekdays, and even pretended to be friends with her. Once this happened, her human nature was revealed.

"Yeah, so that's it. I thought she was so talented."

"Yeah, the teacher must have been deceived by this kind of rotten person."

"Every assignment is plagiarized, who knows how her previous works come from."

"Fortunately, I used to admire her design very much."

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Everyone thought that Song Ni would panic under the pressure of so many people.

Song Ni glanced at them and snorted coldly.

"When there are two similar works, why do you think that I am the one who plagiarized?"

The girl wanted to speak out just now, but Song Ni interrupted directly.

"First of all, it is still uncertain whether it is plagiarism, and you are not qualified to determine whether it is plagiarism. Second, I don't think the words of people who were biased from the beginning have any credibility."

Song Ni stepped forward and picked up both works.

She stared at another man's work carefully.

"I don't spend much time in school. The only time I spent two hours in the study room last week was that the weather was not very good. If I remember correctly, you are in the same study room as me."

Song Ni walked up to that person.

"Now we can ask the school to check the monitoring that day. I went out once, and I pressed all the manuscripts into the book. I didn't pay attention at the time. Thinking about it now, after I came back, the location of the book has obviously changed."

Saying that, Song Ni leaned over slightly and leaned in front of the man.

"Did you move your hands and feet?"

The man dodged his eyes and took a step back.

"Don't you spout blood?"

Seeing her reaction, Song Ni curled his lips and straightened up.

"You know for yourself whether I am spitting blood or not. We have done a lot of homework some time ago, big and small. The style of this classmate."

Song Ni displayed her works.

"It turns out that a person's painting method and style can undergo such a big change in just one month, which really opened my eyes."

After saying this, there was a long silence in the classroom.

The girl friend was not convinced.

"Don't think that if you can't do it, others can't do it. What evidence do you have for what you just said?"

Song Ni frowned.

"No evidence."

"That"

Song Ni stepped forward and stretched out his hand to make a silent gesture.

"Don't forget, you don't have any evidence either."

After speaking, Song Ni straightened up and looked at Bartery who had been silent on the podium.

"Teacher, if I remember correctly, you know an expert who does appraisal, you can invite the expert to come over."

As soon as these words came out, the classroom was reminded of the sound of whispering conversations.

Song Ni turned to look at the two girls.

"For us as designers, the word plagiarism is too heavy. It is better to do an appraisal earlier, are you right?"

After speaking, Song Ni smiled mockingly.

How arrogant he was just now, how guilty he is now.Finally, I was flustered and didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. I like your work very much. I've been looking at your designs during this time. Maybe the style has changed inadvertently."

"It's okay, it's enough to hand it over to experts for identification, and there's no need to say anything now."

Song Ni has always adhered to the philosophy: if people do not offend me, I will not offend others, if people offend me, I will return tens of thousands of times.