Su Qingnan listened without saying anything.

Since it was Yan Ruyu who took the initiative to meet Zhao Beichen, she at least didn't have to worry about the issue of motives.

Later in the evening, the work at the newspaper was completed.

The newspaper employees picked up a pile of freshly printed books from the printer and took them aside to be bound.

He stretched himself, looked at Zhao Beichen who was sleeping on the sofa in the reception room, thought for a moment, and walked over.

Patting him gently, "Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Beichen was not sleeping soundly to begin with, so he woke up after he was called softly.

He rubbed his sore eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

The man pointed at the people who were binding the books and said, "Mr. Zhao, I want to tell you that all the books have been printed and are now being bound. It will probably be finished in about half an hour."

"Okay, thank you for your help then."

Half an hour later, Zhao Beichen had loaded the bound books onto his car. As for the rest that could not be loaded, Zhao Beichen gave some money to the newspaper and asked them to help deliver them to the school.

Fortunately, the principal instructed the people in the security room to let Zhao Beichen return to school no matter when, so he could be sent back to school in the evening.

Otherwise, he would take these home.

By the time all the books were placed in the school's confidential room, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Back in the office, Zhao Beichen looked at the clock on the wall, let out a breath, turned around and poured himself a glass of water.

Sitting on the stool, Zhao Beichen, who was already tired, couldn't help but yawn.

Looking at the sky outside, Zhao Beichen suddenly thought, "Otherwise, I'll just sleep in this office tonight."

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was inappropriate.

Zhao Beichen still wanted to go home, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble if he went to find Yan Ruyu tomorrow.

Due to fatigue, Zhao Beichen was not in a very good mood, so he simply went to the window to get some fresh air.

When he felt refreshed, he left the school and drove back home.

After Zhao Beichen returned home, the servants wanted to ask him if he wanted to eat, but the first thing he did when he got home was to go into the study. As for what he was going to do, the servants had no idea.

The two servants standing in the living room looked at each other, spread their hands and shrugged.

"Young Master is in such a hurry to go to the study, he must have something important to do. We'd better not disturb him for now."

"I think so too. Let's wait for the young master to come out and ask him."

After the two made their decision, they stood aside obediently, waiting for the person in the study to come out.

In the study, Zhao Beichen entered the study and locked the door.

He walked to the bookshelf, raised his hand, took down a few books from high up, and gently placed them in an empty space on the side.

Then, Zhao Beichen took out a box from behind the book.

The outside of the box was made of dark blue velvet with some gold decorations on it, and it looked like a good thing.

Zhao Beichen opened the box, looked at the things in it, and murmured, "You will definitely like it."

The corners of his eyes were curved upward along with the corners of his mouth, and his eyes contained overflowing tenderness and unspeakable meaning.

What it means is something that only he himself knows best.

It is only when no one is watching that the tenderness in his deep eyes will be revealed so unscrupulously.

It was not until the sound of a door closing outside came that Zhao Beichen came to his senses. He closed the box, put the original book back, and picked up a random book from the literary genre.

However, the box was still in his hand, and he really had no intention of putting it back.

Zhao Beichen took the box out of the study, quickly returned to his room, and put the box away carefully.

When footsteps were heard outside, Zhao Beichen walked out of his room openly as if nothing had happened.

The people outside were also stunned when they saw him coming out of the room.

"Beichen, weren't you in the study? Why, when did you go back to your room?"

Zhao Beichen walked over slowly.

He replied, "I did go to the study just now and took out a history of literature. I just put it back in my room and thought I would read it before going to bed."

The man nodded and asked with concern, "I just heard them say that you just came back and went into the study as soon as you got home. Did you eat dinner outside?"

Zhao Beichen shook his head truthfully, "No, I didn't eat. Today I...I was basically busy at the newspaper office today, so I didn't walk around much."

He wanted to say that he had dinner with Yan Ruyu's family today, but it seemed...

But it seemed that saying it would cause him to have other misunderstandings. He didn't know whether other people had misunderstood him or not, and he didn't want to be unable to sleep at night, thinking about someone all the time.

The man said "Oh" as if he understood, then turned around and explained the matter to the person standing in the living room.

"Go and cook something for the young master. My Beichen didn't eat anything at night."

"Yes, sir."

"Dad, actually there's no need. I'm not that hungry." Zhao Beichen patted his stomach symbolically.

It’s not that Zhao Beichen wasn’t hungry, but he knew very well that if he wanted to eat, his father would sit beside him and watch him eat.

That feeling is like I did something and was being scrutinized by my father while I had to stuff food into my mouth. It was really... a bit uncomfortable.

Father Zhao didn't think too much about it. He just thought that his son didn't want to trouble the servants.

"Beichen, it's okay. You didn't come back for dinner today. They will make it for you now. It won't take much time. At most... you will be able to eat it in a while."

Zhao Beichen raised his eyebrows.

In a little while? How long will that take?

Could it be that they waited until I was ready to go to bed before they finished it?

Father Zhao smiled and continued, "Beichen, go and wait now. They prepare the food pretty quickly. Don't stand here. Go over first."

Zhao Beichen really wanted to tell his father that it was already late, and even if they cooked faster, it would be very late by the time he ate.

But he didn't say anything in the end. Thinking that it was his father's concern, he just nodded.

Sure enough, by the time he finished eating, it was already very late and Zhao Beichen was already yawning.

After returning to the room, Zhao Beichen took out the small box he had hidden.

After going to bed, Zhao Beichen leaned against the headboard and read for a long time. Until he was too sleepy to open his eyes, he put the small box next to his pillow and went to sleep.

The next day, Zhao Beichen got up a little late and fell into deep thought as he looked at the clock on the wall which read nine o'clock.

I had told the principal yesterday that I would go to school at 8:30 to report my work progress to the principal.

It’s late to get up now, and I don’t know if the principal will be angry when he finds out.

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