La forgeronne d'un autre monde

Chapitre 108

"Shike, I feel like I don't have many days left. You are my only granddaughter, and my greatest wish for the rest of my life is to see you marry Xiao Wang."

The "Little Wang" that Lin Tiancheng mentioned is named Wang Bin. He is an intellectual who has just returned from studying abroad. With his outstanding knowledge, Wang Bin received an invitation from a large company as soon as he returned to Jiangnan City. He was promoted to deputy manager of the company in less than a month, and the company even allocated him a house.

"Grandpa, I don't want to get married right now." Lin Shike looked at the so-called "sea turtle" sitting opposite him and said with great dissatisfaction.

Lin Shike didn't not want to get married; it's just that her heart already belonged to Ma Yunteng. Compared to Ma Yunteng, Wang Bin in front of her was simply not competitive at all.

However, Lin Tiancheng was unaware of all this. In Lin Tiancheng's eyes, Wang Bin was the best candidate because Wang Bin had studied at a prestigious university abroad and was also a mathematics major, and he was also very handsome.

For the sake of the next generation, the stubborn Lin Tiancheng naturally wouldn't allow his granddaughter to disagree.

Lin Tiancheng glanced at her and said, "Shi Ke, you're 22 this year and you're about to graduate. You need to know that in today's society, it's better to marry well than to study well. Xiao Wang has studied in England and is a good match for you in terms of knowledge. Moreover, Xiao Wang was immediately recruited by a big company as soon as he returned to Jiangnan City. Only if you're with Xiao Wang can I die in peace."

When the word "death" was mentioned, Lin Shike frowned slightly.

She was utterly exasperated with her stubborn grandfather; his words made it sound as if Lin Tiancheng would commit suicide the moment Lin Shike got married.

Upon hearing Lin Tiancheng's words, Wang Bin's face lit up with joy. He then pulled a small notebook from his pocket and stood up gracefully.

Wang Bin first bowed to Lin Tiancheng, and then bowed to Lin Shike's aunts.

He slowly said, "I'm sorry, seeing Shi Ke again today made me realize how much I love her. Although I, Wang Bin, am a person who does mathematical research, I also love writing. Please allow me to express my love for Shi Ke in words."

Lin Tiancheng nodded in agreement, never expecting that a mathematician would actually be dealing with words.

Lin Shike had already turned her head away. What sea turtle? What elegance? In Lin Shike's eyes, it was nothing more than hypocritical flattery of elders. On their first meeting, Lin Shike instantly labeled him as childish.

On the other side, Wang Bin had already closed his eyes slightly, preparing himself. When he opened his eyes, one eye was gazing affectionately at Lin Shike, while the other eye was calmly looking at the notebook.

"Ah, Shike!"

Wang Bin's opening remarks immediately brought the dinner atmosphere to a climax.

Lin Shike and Mu Qianxue, who had come to visit, simultaneously turned their heads away, unwilling to look at him.

"Shi Ke, you are my axis of symmetry."

Without you, I will never find my other half.

Poetry, you are my domain.

Without you, my function is meaningless.

Poetry, you are my monotonically decreasing function.

Without you, my happiness diminishes day by day.

Poetry, you are my universal formula.

Without you, I would never truly know myself.

Poetry is fine, you are P, I am Q.

Without you, P and Q will always remain a false proposition.

Poetry, you are my slope

Without you, I will never find the right direction.

Poetry, you are the center of my circle.

Without you, I could never form a perfect closed curve.

Poetry, you are sin, I am cos.

Without you, tan will never have any meaning.

Poetry, you are my linear regression equation.

Without you, I would forever remain just a scattered point of confusion.

Poetry, you are my coordinate system.

Without you, I will never find my place.

Poetry, you are my inductive formula.

Without you, I would never be able to be flexible and adaptable.

Poetry, you are my perfect type.

No, I will never be able to find my max, min, T, (faei), (omiga).

Wang Bin paused, gazing at Lin Shike with deep affection in his eyes, and continued, "My dear Shike, based on the above, the probability of us being together is 1."

"Pfft!" Mu Qianxue almost burst out laughing.

Lin Shike almost vomited, and at the same time raised one hand high, making a zero gesture.

Wang Bin said the probability of them being together was 1, and Lin Shike immediately responded with a 0 gesture.

As a veteran teacher, Lin Tiancheng naturally understood what his granddaughter meant. He immediately frowned, clutched his chest, and scolded, "Shike! You and Xiao Wang are a perfect match, and Xiao Wang is so devoted. You can't be willful!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone looked at Lin Shike.

No one in the Lin family disrespects Lin Tiancheng. He is a man who cares deeply about his descendants. Moreover, since Lin Tiancheng contracted a strange illness, no one in the family has dared to disobey him.

"Shike, hurry up and agree to Grandpa's request," her aunt whispered, reminding her. If Lin Tiancheng really got sick because of this, they would definitely not let Lin Shike off the hook.