Xu Jingshen slapped the paper with the first author changed on the table without looking at her.
"The first author has been changed to Xiaoxue. Her family background is not good, so you need to let her go."
Shen Jiayu didn't make any fuss. She just lowered her head, swiped her fingertips twice on the phone screen, and clicked send.
"Xu Jingshen, take your white moonlight and get out of my laboratory."
That night, Xu Jingshen lost his super catalyst patent and the data of the 100 billion project completely collapsed. He braved the heavy rain and smashed open the door of Shen's house, only to see Zhan Xiao, the craziest prince in the imperial capital, wearing a loose nightgown and leaning against the door frame.
Zhan Xiao held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, and his eyes fell on Shen Jiayu's loosened collar. His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper: "Looking for my fiancée? Are you itchy?"
