If she were to write, she would like to narrate everything that happened from a third person perspective...

Yan Ruyu was writing furiously at the table, while Zhao Beichen was sitting not far away, watching her quietly.

Watching her frown from time to time, watching her relax from time to time, watching her smile with joy on her face, Zhao Beichen would also have the same expression on his face and the same emotions in his heart as her...

About an hour later, Scholar Yan Fang came to the door and asked them to go for dinner.

Yan Ruyu, who was immersed in writing, did not respond at all.

When Yan Fangxiu knocked on the door again and was about to speak, Zhao Beichen responded on her behalf.

"Ms. Fangxiu, Miss Ruyu is writing something. We will leave after she finishes the last bit."

"Write something? Okay..." Yan Fangxiu turned and returned to the dining table.

Su Qingnan watched her coming over alone, and looked in the direction of Yan Ruyu's room with some confusion.

"Fangxiu, why didn't Ruyu and Professor Zhao come with you?"

Yan Fangxiu explained bluntly, "Professor Zhao said that Ruyu is writing something now. When she finishes the last bit, they will come out. It should be soon."

Hearing his daughter's words, Su Qingnan paused with the shovel in his hand.

I pondered carefully, "Write something? What should I write? The college entrance examination is over, isn't there anything else I can write?"

"Why, do I need to write down the names of each school one by one when choosing a school?"

Su Qingnan suddenly felt that this matter was most likely just something they said casually, and the two people in the room did not write anything at all.

As for what to do, I'm afraid I can only feel at ease if I see it with my own eyes.

Su Qingnan handed the spatula in her hand to her, "Fangxiu, come here and help mom turn the vegetables."

"Oh, here it comes." Yan Fangxiu walked forward and took her shovel.

When Yan Fangxiu looked back again, she found that her mother had already walked towards Yan Ruyu's room.

Yan Fangxiu was confused when she saw this scene. She really didn't understand what happened to her mother today. Why did she keep thinking about what Ruyu and Professor Zhao were doing in the room? She was really puzzled.

But she knew that her mother must have her own reasons for doing this, although she herself was not quite sure about the reason...

Yan Fangxiu sighed lightly and continued to stir the food in the pot.

Su Qingnan came to the door of her daughter's room, took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Ruyu, Professor Zhao?"

Zhao Beichen responded immediately after hearing the noise, "Professor Su, what's wrong?"

Su Qingnan licked her lips and moved closer to the door.

"It's Professor Zhao. Um, dinner will be ready soon. Do you want to come out and wait?"

These two people have been in the room for almost two hours.

It was just about choosing which school to attend. It took so long to choose. What on earth were these two people doing in the room...

Could it be that there really is some special relationship between Ruyu and Professor Zhao?!

What Su Qingnan didn't know was that Yan Ruyu and Zhao Beichen did have some different ideas about each other, but Yan Ruyu didn't show much about it.

Therefore, when two people are in a room, the most they can do is be intimate when talking to each other, but as for other things, it is really unlikely to happen.

When Su Qingnan heard that there was no sound in the room, she became even more anxious outside the door.

Just as I was about to knock on the door again, the door in front of me suddenly opened.

Yan Ruyu appeared in front of her, "Ruyu?"

Yan Ruyu stood at the door, stuck her head out and took a look at the location of the dining table.

"Mom, didn't you say we could eat now? But I see that the dishes on the table... haven't been served yet, and, and my sister seems to be still flipping through the dishes..."

[This dish is obviously not finished. Why did the mother suddenly say that we are going to eat soon? This, this is not right. ]

While Yan Ruyu was pondering, Su Qingnan quietly moved half a step to the side, just enough to see what was happening in the room.

Su Qingnan saw that there were indeed some books on her daughter's desk, as well as a few pieces of paper placed in a rather messy manner. It seemed that she had indeed been writing something.

As for Zhao Beichen, it seemed that he was sitting quite far away from his daughter.

Am I really overthinking?

Yan Ruyu saw that her mother didn't say anything and thought she was acting strange today.

Then he tilted his head and said, "Mom, why do I feel like you're a little weird today..."

Su Qingnan shook her head nervously, "No, you think too much."

Yan Ruyu looked at her carefully and shook her head slowly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I am overthinking it."

"Mom, you came to call me and Professor Zhao to come for dinner, but now you're just standing at the door without saying anything. Isn't that weird?"

Su Qingnan coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and then quickly thought of a reason in his head.

"Well, I thought Professor Zhao was a guest, so I came to call him. As for you, it doesn't matter if you want to go over now or not. Just let me talk to Professor Zhao first."

In order to make the woman believe that this was indeed the reason, he pushed his daughter away and walked into the room.

I said to him enthusiastically, "Professor Zhao, we're going to have dinner soon, why don't we wait outside now?"

It would be a lie for Zhao Beichen to say that he was not surprised by Su Qingnan's behavior.

At the beginning, Yan Fangxiu said that he had just left and then came to call people. Anyone would find it strange.

Despite having many doubts in his mind, Zhao Beichen still responded politely.

Zhao Beichen stood up from the stool and nodded politely.

"Okay, Professor Su. I also want to see what delicious food Professor Su has made."

As he spoke, Zhao Beichen walked towards the door, preparing to go out with Su Qingnan to wait for dinner.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ruyu immediately took her mother's arm.

"Mom, I am your biological daughter. Why do you always care about whether Professor Zhao has a meal or not? Can't you care about your own daughter?"

"Your daughter is hungry too, and today's meal is to celebrate for me and my sister, so why didn't you call me?" Yan Ruyu shook Su Qingnan's arm coquettishly.

Su Qingnan patted her hand lovingly.

"Okay, your sister came over to call you just now, and Mom is coming over now just out of basic courtesy."

As she spoke, Su Qingnan looked at Zhao Beichen and smiled slightly, as if, just as she said, she came just to find Zhao Beichen.

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