After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

"Hello, teachers! My name is Shen Yao. Please feel free to guide me!"

Shen Yao stood up and greeted all the teachers present with great humility.

The meeting room erupted in enthusiastic applause, mostly from the male teachers.

The female teachers applauded only symbolically.

The male teacher who was sleeping face down turned his head to the side and continued sleeping.

The principal then delivered a lengthy speech outlining the school's future prospects. This time, all the male and female teachers present sat upright in their chairs, listening attentively.

Just as the principal was speaking with great enthusiasm, a long yawn came from the conference room.

The principal, who had been speaking fluently, immediately cleared his throat and looked embarrassed. "It's getting late. Everyone, please return to your posts and prepare for class."

The male teacher, who had just been sleeping, immediately raised his head, stood up, yawned again, and swaggered away with his hands in his crisp trousers.

When the principal saw him like this, he was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and nodded at him, almost bowing and smiling to say, "Take care."

Shen Yao frowned as she looked at the male teacher, whose face was red from sleeping, and wondered how this person could be so arrogant.

After the teachers left one by one, Shen Yao got up from her seat.

A middle-aged man wearing thick-rimmed glasses walked up and extended his hand to Shen Yao in a friendly manner. "Teacher Shen, my surname is Liang. You can call me Lao Liang from now on."

Shen Yao looked at Teacher Liang's outstretched hand, smiled and nodded slightly, but did not shake it. "Hello, Teacher Liang, please guide me in the future!"

Seeing that Shen Yao had no intention of shaking hands with him, Teacher Liang smiled awkwardly and withdrew his hand.

"If you encounter any difficulties in your work or life in the future, you can ask me for help. Add my phone number; my WeChat ID is my phone number."

As he spoke, Lao Liang began to read out his phone number.

Shen Yao didn't want to add him, but considering she was new to the area, she couldn't refuse. So she picked up her phone, wrote down his number, and added his WeChat account as well.

Thinking of the male teacher who had just slept right under the principal's nose in the meeting room, Shen Yao decided to ask Lao Liang about it. After all, they would be colleagues in the future, and she didn't want to mess with the wrong person.

The moment the topic of the male teacher who slept during a meeting came up, Lao Liang immediately adopted a bitter and resentful expression.

“Teacher Shen, even if you didn’t ask, I still wanted to explain this Bo Yuxiu to you.”

"Bo Yuxiu?"

"Yes, that man who was fast asleep in the meeting room, completely disregarding the principal, is named Bo Yuxiu! Hmph, you young girls, you can't judge a man by his looks alone, right? Bo Yuxiu may be handsome, but he's incredibly wicked, practically a devil!"

"If he's a demon, then why is he a university professor?"

Hearing Lao Liang speak so negatively about Bo Yuxiu, Shen Yao couldn't help but wonder, if Bo Yuxiu was really that bad, how could he have been hired as a university teacher?

Old Liang seemed to realize there were some flaws in his explanation, so he coughed lightly and lowered his voice, saying, "Hey, isn't it because he has a powerful family background? He relies on his dad!"

"Old Liang, you're itching for a beating if I don't teach you a lesson these past few days, aren't you? You're badmouthing me to the new teacher again!"

A lazy, magnetic voice rang out at the conference room door.

Shen Yao looked in the direction of the sound and saw Bo Yuxiu's tall figure standing at the door. The morning sunlight shone through the left window, outlining his handsome and three-dimensional features.