Chapter 20 The Mistress Provokes Him to His Face

It was late at night, and all was quiet.

After dinner, Yu Yan and Shao Muyan each worked in the living room.

Shao Muyan gave her the desk and spread a tablecloth on the dining table, then organized the papers submitted by the students.

The air flowed quietly, with only the soft sound of typing on a keyboard.

When her phone vibrated beside her, Yu Yan glanced at it, and her expressionless face, which had been blank as she wrote her thesis, immediately relaxed. She turned to Shao Muyan and said, "Uncle Yan, it's my grandfather's video call."

Shao Muyan immediately got up and walked over. Yu Yan pressed the answer button, and the two white-haired elders appeared in the frame.

Yu Yan held up her phone and greeted the elderly woman with a smile: "Grandpa, Grandma."

Shao Muyan leaned down slightly, resting beside her, and smiled, "Teacher, Teacher's wife. Why aren't you resting yet so late?"

His voice was natural and familiar. Even after Academician Yu and his wife retired, Shao Muyan maintained a weekly phone call to greet them and a monthly visit to Mesopotamia.

Rain or shine, it never stops.

He used the analogy that all of the academicians' own sons were better than him.

Yu Yan's father, uncles, and cousins ​​had no objection to this; they were only grateful that Shao Muyan was fulfilling his filial duties on their behalf.

"I knew you weren't asleep yet." Academician Yu used to be a serious and unsmiling person, but he has become kind and gentle in his old age, and he speaks to young people without any sense of distance.

After chatting for a while, I learned that Yu Yan was writing a thesis. When we talked about her major, the old man became a bit serious and started instructing his granddaughter.

"Now that you're living with Xiaoyan, guarding this walking library and archive of documents, don't let it slip by easily. If there's anything you don't understand or can't grasp, just ask."

He then appointed another apprentice, saying, "If he dares to hold back, I'll deal with him."

Knowing that the teacher was saying this on purpose, Shao Muyan still smiled and said, "Teacher, I won't hide it, don't worry."

"Don't worry, Grandpa and Grandma."

Yu Yan declared in a serious tone, "I will cling tightly to Uncle Yan's leg!"

Shao Muyan looked down at Yu Yanying's fair and delicate face, catching the small mole almost hidden under her eyelashes below the corner of her eye. Her eyes were filled with a gentle smile, like moonlight on water.

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Yu Yan has officially started teaching, and the college has arranged two elective courses in her major for her.

They also arranged for her to mentor several doctoral students.

Yu Yan is only 28 years old this year, which is still considered very young in the talented faculty of Shangzhou University.

In the scientific research community, it's always been a case of whoever is the best is the best. Her qualifications and professionalism speak for themselves, and no one dares to underestimate her.

Associate Professor Yu's reputation quickly spread throughout the campus of Shangzhou University.

In the past few days, Yu Yan has continued to receive calls and job offers from major domestic and international technology companies, all of which offer very generous salaries and benefits.

Yu Yan politely declined them all.

Her research path is well-planned, and the central task of her return to China this time is also very clear. It is said that with great power comes great responsibility, and she is now carrying a heavy responsibility, so she is naturally not at ease.

As it was nearing the end of the workday, Yu Yan was still diligently working on the course materials for tomorrow's class when Professor Huang, who worked in the same office, came in with his son after finishing his class.

"Still not off work?" Professor Huang smiled and told her son to call her "Auntie," but the clever boy called her "Sister" instead.

Professor Huang and Yu Yan both laughed.

Yu Yan asked him how old he was, and the child said he was six. Yu Yan nodded: "The same age as my son."

Professor Huang sighed, "We both got married young, and had children when we were still children ourselves."

Yu Yan thought to herself: Who says otherwise?

"Kids grow so fast these days. The clothes I bought for him just a few months ago have shrunk so much. His cropped pants have become capri pants," Professor Huang said, adding that he was going to take his son to buy clothes.

Yu Yan had a sudden thought. Seeing that the child's height was similar to Xiang Chu's, she asked the name of the shopping mall.

After get off work, Yu Yan went straight to the mall and was browsing in the children's clothing section when she received a call from Shao Muyan. She was picking out a camouflage tracksuit for Xiang Chu, who had always liked green clothes.

“I know that shopping mall. I’ll go there; the refrigerator needs to be restocked.”

Yu Yan smiled and said okay. Both of them can cook, and they have been secretly competing in cooking skills these past two days, making everything they can at home.

"Then let me know when you arrive."

Yu Yan paid the bill, picked up the packed clothes, and turned around, only to bump into Gan Xiaoxing, who was walking in hand in hand with Xiang Chu.

Gan Xiaoxing smiled: "Yu Yan, what a coincidence, you're here to buy clothes too?"

Yu Yan looked at Xiang Chu and nodded.

Xiang Chu glanced at her, but his eyes were devoid of warmth, as if he were looking at a stranger.

“Xiao Chu is growing fast. The clothes I bought for him last month are too small this month. His father is busy with work and can’t take care of these little things, so this task has fallen to me.”

Gan Xiaoxing seemed to explain something to Yu Yan, then affectionately patted Xiang Chu's head, "Go and see if there's anything you like?"

Xiang Chu hummed in agreement, then walked past Yu Yan and followed the sales assistant to choose clothes.

Yu Yan's gaze followed her son, clutching the bag of clothes in her hand, standing motionless, suddenly at a loss for words.

She wanted to say: "Mom just bought you some clothes, try them on and see if you like them?"

Clenching her fists and mustering her courage, Yu Yan began, "Little..."

"Xiao Chu, what do you think of this set?"

Gan Xiaoxing shouted, completely drowning out Yu Yan's voice, and picked up a camouflage tracksuit, holding it up against Xiang Chu. "This one looks pretty good, want to try it on?"

Xiang Chu nodded and was led to the fitting room by the sales assistant.

Yu Yanxin felt as if she had been suddenly grabbed, and looked at Gan Xiaoxing with a cold gaze.

She knew she did it on purpose.

Three years have passed, and this woman's tricks are still as disgusting and despicable as ever.