Although Su Yang is already in his third year of high school, No. 14 Middle School still has plenty of vacation time.
At this time, Su Yang was doing the test impatiently.
"What's the point of me doing this? Wasting my time, energy, and life to prove that I'm sick?"
Yan Huai, who was typing, looked up with a blank expression, but his tone was unexpectedly gentle.
"I'm only asking you to do this test to be responsible for you. After all, if you're sick, you need to be treated. It can't wait."
Su Yang quickly wrote down the questions and then smeared the paper on Yan Huai's face.
Holding Su Yang's wrist, Yan Huai suddenly brought her into his arms.
This was seriously inconsistent with Su Yang's status as a big boss. Su Yang struggled to get up, but Yan Huai's two arms made Su Yang unable to move.
"If you don't want to write well, I'll hold you and write."
Su Yang's legs were shaky, and he took out a pen very reluctantly and scribbled on another set of white paper.
"ACBDABABBD."
Su Yang knew the answer with his eyes closed, and then he looked carefully.
Su Yang: "How many questions do you have?"
Yan Huai opened a drawer beside him, revealing the vast knowledge system inside. He smiled and said, "It's okay. I have a lot of questions. Feel free to pick them up."
Su Yang leaned her head on Yan Huai's arm, blinking her eyes. Soon tears came out and she looked pitiful.
"Uncle, I don't want to write, so why don't you let me write?"
Su Yang, who usually had no expression on his face, now looked as aggrieved as a 200-pound child.
Sighing, Yan Huai rubbed Su Yang's face and finally gave in. "Okay, forget it this week."
After hearing what Yan Huai said, Su Yang immediately regained her expressionless face, she was simply being so cool.
It would have been better if you did this earlier. You have to waste my tears.
Yan Huai suddenly remembered Su Yang's old profession, which was an actor.
Yan Huai had no choice but to let Su Yang go and play by herself while he continued to organize the documents.
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"You can cook too?" Su Yang, holding an apple in his mouth, leaned against the kitchen door and looked at Yan Huai in disbelief.
He was chopping vegetables smoothly at this moment, with superb knife skills. "What's wrong?"
Su Yang took a big bite of the apple and said, "Uncle, a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen."
"There's no need to be so particular about cooking. As long as it's edible in the end, that's all that matters." Yan Huai skillfully arranged the ingredients, and the things in the kitchen looked neatly arranged. "Don't you dislike apples?"
Su Yang took a bite of the apple numbly, with a helpless expression, "I searched your refrigerator, and there's nothing else but this."
Chen Yixing also had the weekend off, but he wanted to read more professional books, so he didn't come over and stayed there alone to practice his skills.
After dinner was ready, Su Yang called Chen Yixing over.
After taking a bite of meat, Su Yang felt that his life was complete.
Yan Huai looked at Su Yang and didn't say much. He just silently placed the stack of dishes in front of her.
Chen Yixing, who had just started to pick up some food, silently pulled his hand back.
It was not close to him to begin with, and his arms were not long, so now he simply couldn't reach it.
He is neither blind nor stupid, how could he not see that these two are having an affair.
Chen Yixing looked at Yan Huai carefully. He was a good-looking man, and such a man would be a good match for his sister Yangyang.
"Don't be a doctor anymore, it's thankless. I think you'd be a good cook."
Yan Huai: "Can a cook's salary be as good as a doctor's? How can I support you without a salary?"
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