Halfway through, Yi Juncheng leaned down and hugged her from behind. “Am I that bad?”
The low magnetic voice in her ears sounded mesmerizing and sexy.
Sheng Yang smirked. “I thought you’d give me the vice president after you heard it. Who knew you’d blow your cover?”
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Of course, the vice president’s rant was true, but it was probably just to appease her.
Yi Juncheng wasn’t surprised. His little girl had always been so smart.
“Ah. What are you doing?” Sheng Yang suddenly called out in a small voice.
Yi Juncheng smiled, still gently biting her elf-like ears. “Even the president of the entire Mensa has packed all his people up to be sent to you. It’s only right to ask for some payment.”
Sheng Yang had nothing to say, so she sat down obediently and endured the numbness that spread from her ears to her limbs and bones, even reaching her heart.
This feeling was killing her.
She stopped exclaiming. Yi Juncheng’s heart itched even more. He bit her ears, neck, and collarbone even more playfully.
Sheng Yang endured it silently. She had no choice. After all, she had to take advantage of him.
When she finally reached a critical point, she suddenly turned around with surprising strength. She pressed Yi Juncheng against the tatami and returned everything he had just done to her.
It was up to the individual to lead the way. She had always learned things quickly, but now, she was no longer so inexperienced.
Yi Juncheng’s eyes seemed to be misty. “Yangyang, why do you like me?”
He had always felt that he was quite unworthy of her.
She was the bright moon in the sky and that was imprinted on his heart. Meanwhile, he was a shadow. Before he met her, he had lived like a zombie.
Sheng Yang thought about it, then ran her fingers through his dark hair. “Why is that even a question?”
Yi Juncheng laughed. For Yangyang, who asked for everything, this was the best answer.
**
In the medical association.
“Even if Academician Zhao recommended her, isn’t it too rash to recruit such a young lady?”
“I’ve seen her performance before. She’s outstanding, but 95% of our medical association is full of professors. Even Jin Lu was accepted as an exception. If she comes, she’ll be the youngest in the medical association, and she’ll be so much younger than Jin Lu, who’s the second youngest. Logically speaking, what will the outside world think?”
“Exactly. If she joins, I’m afraid the atmosphere will be ruined. I’ll have to quit too.”
A few old professors in their 50s and 60s were arguing about this matter.
They were all masters of Chinese and Western medicine. What right did a 20-year-old girl have to join and be on par with them? She would even be able to take the dividends they had earned.
Now that the medical association had become the world’s premier medical association, the threshold naturally had to be raised.
“Everyone, listen to me. Sheng Yang is really an outstanding talent.” Jin Lu couldn’t hold back his temper, but halfway through his sentence, Zhao Caihua lazily stopped him. Jin Lu looked at Academician Zhao in surprise. Was this a compromise?
Zhao Caihua smiled calmly. “I understand what you mean. You think that she’s not qualified.”
“That’s right. No matter how talented she is, she has to finish her graduate studies before joining!” The old men insisted.
A child who could very well be their granddaughter would end up working with them? If word got out, they would probably be laughed at!