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His Vengeful Ex-Wife - Chapter 287
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On the third week of Tang Shi’s coma, Tang Wei came to see her every night after school, and talked with her. Today, he told him about interesting things that happened in school. He said, “Mummy, Uncle Su can’t find any news about you , Have come to the school to find me.”
Su Qi went to Tang Wei?
In his impression, Tang Wei liked Su Qi even more than Bo Ye.
But obviously he is his father.
Bo Ye couldn’t help asking, “What is Su Qi going to do with you?”
“Uncle Su is my good friend.” Tang Wei turned his head and looked at Bo Ye very seriously, “He also likes my mommy very much. You’re locked up about Mommy’s news, so he wanted to come and ask me.”
Bo Ye didn’t speak, but his eyes were deep.
It seems that when facing Tang Wei now, he only has to lose.
When Tang Wei finished speaking, he turned his head, took out the tablet and keyboard from his schoolbag, and began to tap on it regardless of Bo Ye’s presence.
Bo Ye went up and looked at it. He looked at the rows of codes on Tang Wei’s screen with a little surprise, and pointed to one of the loopholes. “Substitution here is a bit troublesome, so you can just omit it. When statistics are added later, just add a code. Okay.”
Tang Wei’s typing hand paused, and then looked back at Bo Ye, “You and you too?”
Bo Ye has found the same hobbies as Tang Wei, and said lightly, “High school
He often played when he was at a time.” But he just started high school anyway, and now Tang Wei can program at such a young age, the future must be immeasurable.
Tang Wei no longer wanted to pretend to be in front of Bo Ye. He and his father had directly torn apart their faces, so what would he mind the other’s thoughts?
It’s just some unimportant people.
Tang Wei did not say anything, but deleted the long formula as Bo Ye said, and then began to compile it on his own. He just chatted with r7cky today, and that person gave him a task and asked him to Write a random set of programs to show him.
Although it is casual, the whole set is also a huge system.
Bo Ye watched Tang Wei typing on the keyboard, with mixed feelings. His son was too precocious and hid all his thoughts in his heart. Now he is still learning to do programming. Can he bear it?
Later, Tang Wei spent more than an hour writing the program, but he turned his head to see Bo Ye behind him. For more than an hour, he remained silent, looking at his thin back, without saying a word.
Tang Wei didn’t speak, feeling weird and irritable in his chest, stuffed the computer into his bag, and Bo Ye asked him aloud, “Who did you learn from?”
“Teach yourself .”
Tang Wei replied dully, “At first
His interest comes from the few manuscripts in your study.” Bo Ye remembered, he was obsessed with code in high school, and he habitually made some notes. Perhaps these notes were accidentally seen by Tang Wei, as if he inherited his father’s work. Generally, what he put down, decades later, he took it up.
Bo Ye felt like a ball of cotton in his throat, and looked at the little child in front of him. He was his own son. He was very similar to him. He should treat him softly, but why every time he meets Stabbing each other?
“If you want to learn, I still have a lot of professional books
over there. ” “No need.” Tang Wei interrupted Bo Ye’s kindness aloud, “I can check on the forum by myself, and you don’t need your help.”
Bo Ye Without speaking, he turned to look at Tang Shi on the hospital bed.
Tang poetry has been so long, when will you be able to wake up?
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Tang Wei didn’t leave that night, because the next day was Saturday, so he also lived in the ward with Bo Ye.
This ward is a high-level ward. In addition to the treatment of a single room, there is an extra small bed, which is specially used for the rest of the people who accompany the patient overnight. It used to be here to take a break after busy work at night, but now there is a little Tang Wei. The father and son are huddled together after taking a shower in separate bathrooms. Tang Wei is obviously a little nervous.
I’m five or six years old, not too young, and I haven’t slept with my biological father.
He was a little at a loss and didn’t know how to face it. The development of this kind of thing obviously exceeded his expectations.
Fearing that he would fall, Bo Ye stretched out his hand to take Tang Wei, the little boy trembled slightly, Bo Ye didn’t speak.
When such a ball leaned against his heart, he found that his heart was also beating violently.
The feeling of blood thicker than water turned out to be so strong.
This night, Bo didn’t sleep well. It was also the first time he slept with his son. He was afraid that he would kick the quilt or turn it over in the middle of the night, and almost squinted a gap at intervals to take a look. The little boy was embarrassed at first, but then he couldn’t resist the sleepiness and fell asleep. When he was asleep, he turned his face on his side, plump, leaning against him, breathing smoothly.
Bo Ye felt that this feeling was really novel, and for the first time he had the illusion of being a real father.
Later, when I slept until dawn, Lin Ci knocked on the door in the morning and sent some documents to Bo Ye. When the two talked about things, they didn’t avoid suspicion. They talked quietly in the ward in front of Tang Shi and Tang Wei. Tang Wei After listening a little, it’s roughly about the company’s stock.
He has always wanted to find an opportunity to see how his boss manages the company’s operations. Now this opportunity is in his eyes, and he doesn’t listen to it.
Bo Ye and Lin Ci talked for a long time. During the period, they made a few calls to some of their partners. Finally, Lin Ci gave Bo Ye a USB flash drive in his hand and said softly, “You sent me to check this before. “
Bo Ye nodded, and then Lin Ci waved at Tang Wei, “Little Tang Wei.”
“Brother Lin Ci is good.”
Tang Wei and Lin Ci knew each other because of Tang poetry. Lin Ci liked him very much and was very smart at a young age. .
“I’m leaving first, and I will see you next time.” In front of Tang Wei, Lin Ci was not the unsmiling special helper, but the big brother next door who laughed quite sunny.
Bo Ye watched Lin Ci go out, then glanced at Tang Wei, “What did you hear just now?”
“I didn’t understand it sporadicly.”
Tang Wei was quite calm, “I haven’t studied administration in a major. “
You can understand the term’administrative management’. It’s very impressive.”
Bo Ye pondered for a moment, and said to Tang Wei, “Want to learn? Come here.”
Tang Wei stared at Bo Ye for a few moments , those few seconds. As if thinking about something, he finally took a small stool and sat next to Bo Ye, holding a notebook in his hand. He said, “Teach you, I’ll listen.” The
father and son began professional academic exchanges in a low voice. Two voices, one cold and the other tender, kept passing through Tang Shi’s ears. She looked around in the dark in confusion. What happened to her?
Who are those voices?
Who is who has been in her ear, doing everything, just to wake her up?