Chapter 7 Professor?

Song Kairui lowered his head. Uncle Wen and Aunt Shen were very satisfied with Gu Yuchen, their son-in-law. Zhixian estimated that there would be a tough battle to fight.

He couldn't help but frown. When he heard from Zhaoli that Gu Yuchen beat Zhixian because of a broken cup, he felt that Zhixian's brain was full of shit.

What's the big deal about a broken cup?

It is not simply insane to attack your fiancée because of your ex's relics.

They are all his friends, and since they have all taken action, it would be best if they split up.

"Don't mention him." Wen Zhixian changed the subject while eating: "Aren't you busy today?"

"Not busy, do you want to go shopping after dinner?"

Wen Zhixian nodded.

They said they were going shopping, but actually it felt like they were worried about her, so they stuffed her trunk full of stuff before leaving.

She happened to be passing by the university town, and her parents' home was nearby. She drove directly into the community and called her father before getting out of the car.

After the call was connected, she first asked, "Dad, are you home?"

Then he chuckled and said, "I'm downstairs in the community. I want to eat sweet and sour spare ribs and pot-baked pork tonight."

Wen Xingzhi: "I'm afraid I won't be able to eat tonight."

"Anything going on tonight?"

"We old friends haven't had a meal together for a long time, so we're having a meal together today." Wen Xingzhi suddenly smiled and said, "But if you're free, your mother and I will prepare sweet and sour spare ribs and pot-baked pork for you tonight."

Wen Zhixian: “…” My dear father and mother.

"Thank you." Do his students know that their professor is like this?

Wen Xingzhi: "Okay, okay, I'll make it for you next time. It's almost evening now, you can cook for yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhixian received a transfer from his biological father. The note on the transfer read: Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs Pot with Meat.

Of course she accepted it.

As she drove out of the community gate, she happened to pass by the gate of Hua A University. She suddenly saw several handsome men and beautiful women walking out of the school gate. She couldn't help but park the car diagonally opposite the school gate and roll down the window.

She leaned her hands on the car window and looked out. Seeing more handsome men and beautiful women really made her feel better.

It was about four o'clock in the afternoon. The weather was cool and the breeze blew her long hair around her ears. She looked at the students one after another for about seven or eight minutes, and suddenly recalled some things that happened when she was in college.

As I was concentrating on my work, I suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Miss Wen."

She quickly turned her head to look at the man standing in front of the car, Mr. Qi.

She was stunned for a moment and took her arm back from the car window. "Mr. Qi, what a coincidence, why are you here?"

Qi Yanjing was about to go back, and when she saw the car she felt was familiar, she looked at the license plate and confirmed that it was hers.

Qi Yanjing pointed to Hua A University and said, "I work here."

Wen Zhixian turned his head and looked towards the school gate, choking, "Is that so..."

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"I..." She was suddenly embarrassed. Should she tell others that she was looking at the handsome boys and beautiful girls in their school?

She chose to use another way of saying it: "My parents' home is nearby. I passed by and saw these students were very energetic, so I looked at them a few more times."

Qi Yanjing looked in the direction of her gaze, and saw a male student who looked completely sleepy coming out of the school gate...

"Oh, I see."

Wen Zhixian nodded: "That's it."

Qi Yanjing looked in the direction of the school gate, still as cold and silent as ever: "It is quite vibrant."

Wen Zhixian: “…”

He changed the subject and asked, "Are you going to your parents' place?"

"My parents are out for dinner. I have to go back and cook for myself." She paused and slowly looked at Qi Yanjing, "Mr. Qi, do you want to have dinner together?"

Qi Yanjing pursed his lips and was silent for two seconds, then agreed: "My car is in front, I'll follow you later."

"good."

As soon as she finished speaking, two or three mixed voices of men and women suddenly came, saying, "Goodbye, Professor."

Wen Zhixian turned her head to look at the students outside the car window, and coincidentally, the three students were also looking at her. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed, because the eyes of those students were too clear and even a little playful.

Qi Yanjing nodded, "Goodbye."

When Wen Zhihan started the car to leave, the three students were still waving at her with a smile, and she forced a polite smile.

Before leaving, she heard the three students discussing, "This one looks good, this one looks good."

She slowed down and waited for Qi Yanjing. Only when she saw his car in the rearview mirror did she speed up again.

He was just feeling embarrassed just now. It seemed like the students were calling him professor?

She looked at the road ahead and couldn't help but be surprised. Did she hear it wrong?

Mr. Qi seems to be about the same age as her, about 26. Is he a professor at this age?

She thought her father was already amazing when he was promoted to professor at the age of 32. Was Mr. Qi even more amazing? Or was he actually a man in his thirties, but he just didn't grow up that fast?

When she gets home that night, she will search for the professor in his twenties at Hua A University. Such shocking news will surely be widely reported by the school, so it should not be difficult to find him.

She picked a Chinese restaurant that she used to go to often. She always thought the sweet and sour pork ribs there were delicious.

I parked the car in the parking space, got out and waited for Mr. Qi.

Qi Yanjing got out of the car, glanced at the name of the restaurant, and heard Wen Zhixian ask, "Is this one okay?"

He nodded. "Okay."

The two of them walked into the restaurant side by side. Since they were the only two of them, they did not ask for a private room. The waiter led them to sit at a window seat and respectfully handed them a tablet for them to order.

Wen Zhixian introduced him: "The sweet and sour spareribs and pot-fried pork here are both good."

As she spoke, she ticked the two dishes on her tablet.

"good."

After selecting four dishes he liked, he put down the tablet and asked Qi Yanjing to pick a few. Qi Yanjing quickly picked the ones he liked and put down the tablet after a while. The waiter took note and said "wait a moment" and left.

Wen Zhihan felt that Mr. Qi was not hypocritical at all. He was a minimalist who did what he had to do without saying a word.

"When I was at the gate of your school just now, I heard them calling you professor?" Wen Zhixian asked.

Qi Yanjing raised his black eyes slightly, "Yes, I was selected just last year."

"That's amazing." It broke her cognition and she couldn't help but praise.

It's dinner time now, and many people are coming and going. The restaurant is gradually becoming lively.

After the waiter brought all the dishes, Wen Zhixian said to him, "Try their sweet and sour spareribs, they are really delicious."

I highly recommend their sweet and sour spare ribs.

It was obvious that Miss Wen really liked the sweet and sour spareribs here. She picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of spareribs. After tasting it, she nodded and said, "Not bad."

The sweet and sour spareribs here are more sour, and Miss Wen may like sweet and sour taste.

"And this pot-stuffed pork." Wen Zhixian pointed to the plate of pot-stuffed pork.

Qi Yanjing turned his chopsticks to the plate of pot-wrapped pork again, took another bite, and nodded again: "Not bad."