Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

The long-awaited voice sounded above his head. Mu Qingyuan looked up. Like a dream or an illusion, Jian Zhinian paused at the elevator entrance and looked at him with concern, just as he expected.

Not turning a blind eye.

Mu Qingyuan supported himself on the wall with his back hand and stood up slowly, trying not to look too embarrassed or out of control.

"Zhizhi, where did you go yesterday?"

His voice was hoarse, like someone who had not spoken for a long time suddenly speaking.

Jian Zhinian saw that his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his high-end shirt was wrinkled. He stood up slowly and stiffly. He didn't know how long he had been waiting here...

Jian Zhinian frowned and said, "I'm home, what are you doing here?"

"I'll wait for you." Waiting for you to come home...

Mu Qingyuan's eyes were fixed on Jian Zhinian.

Jian Zhinian didn't like this look, his face turned colder, and he said, "I don't need you to wait, go back."

He moved to open the door, and was about to close it, but an arm held the edge of the door and he could not move.

The fingertips on the handle accidentally touched a trace of heat. Jian Zhinian retracted his hand as if he was burned, and said in a slightly anxious voice: "Let go!"

Mu Qingyuan took a step forward, leaning his tall body against the door frame, with his head against the door, forming a gap of moderate size. He pleaded in a hoarse voice: "Zhizhi, I miss you, I really miss you, can you let me stay a little longer and see if you're okay?"

Jian Zhinian pursed his lips, turned around and went into the house to find the mobile hard drive. When he returned to the door, Mu Qingyuan was still standing there stubbornly, but this time, he even leaned his head back against the door.

Mu Qingyuan's facial features were perfectly contoured, with graceful lines like those carved by a knife. From Jian Zhinian's perspective, his jawline was pleasing to the eye, with his chin slightly raised, revealing his entire slender neck and a more distinct Adam's apple.

Mu Qingyuan seemed to have revealed his vulnerability completely.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Jian Zhinian seemed to feel that Mu Qingyuan had lost a lot of weight.

"Please move aside. I have to go to class." Jian Zhinian lowered his eyes, putting away his wandering thoughts.

Mu Qingyuan's reaction was a little slow and he didn't move.

Jian Zhinian looked unhappy, and his voice became heavier: "Mu Qingyuan, get out of the way, I have classes later!"

Mu Qingyuan raised his hand and pushed the door open. The space at the door instantly became much larger, enough for Jian Zhinian to go out.

Jian Zhinian was suppressing his anger. He raised his hand to check the time. If the stalemate continued, he would be late. He didn't have the energy to argue with Mu Qingyuan. He ignored the people at the door and strode away.

The door was not closed, and Mu Qingyuan assumed that Jian Zhinian agreed to let him enter the room.

He took a step forward, closed the door, took off his shoes, and lay down on the sofa.

Everything here was tainted with Jian Zhinian's scent, and he quickly fell asleep...

Jian Zhinian sat in the car for a while before restarting it and taking another look at which lecture hall he was in...

On the other hand, Mu Qingan has been in school for nearly a month. After being assigned a dormitory, he soon got along well with the tutor, assistant lecturers, and classmates in the management major. However, the people in the School of Chemistry were obviously much cooler.

On the first day at school, the teaching assistant called him and introduced himself as Li Yuanwu. The two added each other on WeChat and he told him to contact him anytime if he had any questions. That was the end of the conversation.

He was so arrogant that he didn’t even see the shadow of his tutor. He thought he could see his tutor when school started, but the result was, haha!

Speaking of which, he studied two degrees in college, one in management and one in electrochemistry. These two unrelated subjects almost tortured his brain...

He was secretly determined to win and didn't want to admit defeat.

When he was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, he had no idea about electrochemistry. Determined to give it a try, he chose the youngest tutor in the School of Chemistry.

I thought that the young tutor was a bit unskilled, and there must not be many applicants, so he would not be qualified to select students. As long as he passed the test, he would have a better chance of passing...

Sure enough, his score just barely reached the passing line.

When preparing for the interview, he was still a little nervous, fearing that when he met the instructor, the instructor would ask questions about his blind spots in knowledge and reject him.

I remember that day he looked up a lot of information, such as how to dress and how to introduce himself...

When it was his turn, he glanced and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were only three interviewers... The youngest one in the middle should be his mentor, Jian Zhinian. He looked too young...

Unexpectedly, Jian Zhinian looked him over and asked, "Are you Mu Qing'an?"

"Yes, teacher."

"Tell me, why should I choose you among so many interviewed students?"

He was confused at the time. Aren’t professional knowledge assessed?

Without time to think, he let himself go with his mind blank: "Because we are destined to meet. I have a relative with the same name as Professor Jian. We are destined to meet. I believe Professor Jian will definitely choose me."

It was originally intended to be a stress test, but with his answers, it turned into a comedy scene.

All three interviewers laughed at his answer.

After that, Jian Zhinian didn't ask any questions. Instead, the two older examiners next to him asked a few trivial questions, and he answered them all just fine.

"Okay, Mr. Mu, go back and wait for notification from the school," Li Yuanwu concluded.

Mu Qingan stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Professor Jian."

Li Yuanwu laughed out loud and said, "Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not Professor Jian. Professor Jian is on vacation. I'm his student. I'm here to interview you on his behalf today."

Mu Qingan: "..."

It wasn't until he walked out of the interview room that he came to his senses...

Well, the instructor was wrong...

There's no way this guy can be admitted.

Mu Qing'an buried himself in the quilt for two whole days when he returned home.

Unexpectedly, he later received a notice of admission intention. The moment he clicked "Confirm", his hands were shaking with excitement!

I thought I would see the mysterious mentor after I enrolled, but it turned out that I had a long way to go...

Then, Mu Qing'an finally waited for the professional course taught by Professor Jian today. He muttered to himself, I can finally meet my mentor now!

For this purpose, he arrived half an hour early, eliminated the first three and last three restricted seats, and chose the fourth row.

He arrived too early, and was bored so he flipped through a book without noticing the time. It was not until the lecture hall suddenly became quiet that he looked up and saw -

White shirt and black trousers, long legs and thin waist, great figure, looks very young judging by the clothes...

Mu Qing'an looked upwards and a familiar silhouette came into view. He turned behind the podium to face the students. He raised his hand casually, with his bony palm slightly bent. He lifted the frame of his glasses slightly with his index finger, looking natural.

After plugging in the courseware, the projection in the lecture hall lit up and he looked up.

Jian Zhinian's face suddenly appeared in Mu Qing'an's mind.

Mu Qingan was so frightened that he couldn't react, so he stood up suddenly and shouted instinctively -

"sister in law?"