sweet candy

Chapter 70 Dean Tang is in a good mood?

Tang Zhihuan drove Song Xixi to the side of the road and stopped.

"I'm not on the way to the laboratory, can you call a taxi for you?"

Song Xixi nodded. Kindergarten starts work at [-] o'clock, and it's only around [-]:[-], so there's still time to rush there, but if Tang Zhihuan sees her off, he will definitely be stuck in the rush hour when he comes back.

When Song Xixi unbuckled her seat belt and was about to open the door of the passenger seat, Tang Zhihuan grabbed her other hand. She turned her head in doubt, only to see a cold face that gradually enlarged.

The man leaned over and kissed her lips.

There is also a touch of soy milk sweetness.

"I'll call you tonight."

"En." Song Xixi smiled and nodded.

After getting out of the car, Tang Zhihuan hailed a taxi, and Song Xixi sat in the rear driver's seat.

After the taxi drove away, the man returned to the car, with a gentle smile on his lips, he started the accelerator and rushed towards the laboratory.

The colleagues in the lab didn't know that Dean Tang had left yesterday, they were just terrified.

Today, Dean Tang kept smiling at the corner of his mouth, and his brows and eyes revealed tenderness, and when Xu Qi passed by him to say hello to him, Dean Tang responded very gently.

"Well, good morning."

Xu Qi froze slightly, her cheeks began to heat up.

What's wrong with Dean Tang?
When Xu Qi was in a daze, Tang Zhihuan had already returned to the workbench, and was silent in the profound research.

Meng Shi held the papers and data materials he had finished reading. After what happened yesterday, he dared not pick them up to give to his dear senior brother.

Xu Qi patted him: "Dean Tang is in a good mood today, do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know." Meng Shi shook his head and asked tentatively, "How do you know that Dean Tang is in a good mood?"

"Usually when I greeted him, I nodded, but today I not only answered, but also with a smile on my face."

Xiaomi suddenly came out from behind and blinked: "Could it be that her girlfriend is pregnant and he's getting married?"

Xu Qi was taken aback for a moment, a bruise flashed across his eyes, and he just smiled.

She had never been involved in his happiness, but when she suddenly heard the word "marriage", and the protagonist was him and another woman, she felt a little bitter.

Meng Shi didn't notice Xu Qi's change, pushed his thick black-rimmed glasses, and agreed with Xiaomi's words: "As the saying goes, a man hits four great happy events, a long drought meets sweet dew, an old acquaintance meets him in a foreign land, when he wins the gold list, there are weddings and candles in the bridal chamber. Night, just thinking about it is beautiful..."

Nian Moxue from the laboratory said solemnly: "I see, maybe what happened to Dean Tang is the first happy event, a long drought meets nectar."

Xiaomi and Xu Qi glanced at each other, blushing and returned to their jobs.

Meng Shi looked confused, not to mention why Xiaomi and Xu Qi left.

"Sister Nian, what do you mean by that?"

Nian Moxue was held back by Meng Shi, so this kind of joke is fine, no one would ask the bottom line, Nian Moxue's face was normal at first, but she turned red when Meng Shi asked her.

She coughed and went to her own post: "It's just... Dean Tang is in a good mood. If you go to him now, you should get a friendly response."

Meng Shi said "Oh", and went to Tang Zhihuan with the information in his hand.

Tang Zhihuan was breaking through a difficult point, and Meng Shi handed him the paper materials to sign.

Tang Zhihuan took a cursory look, signed and returned it to him, and ordered him some other things.

Meng Shi said: "Dean Tang, is there anything happy for you today?"

Tang Zhihuan gave a "hmm" with some doubts, but his tone was not as cold as usual.

Meng Shi said: "I heard from Sister Nian that you are going to be promoted after a long drought. Will you still take me?"

Long drought meets rain?
The man thought for a while, and his face suddenly turned cold.

He said sharply, "Go out."

(End of this chapter)