"Lin Chu, did you notice that when you told me not to ignore you just now, you seemed to be acting coquettishly towards me?" Yan Beicheng gently pinched her earlobe. His originally cold face melted like ice and softened. His black eyes looked deep and gentle at Lin Chu.
Lin Chu's heart trembled. She heard Yan Beicheng say, "The situation you hypothesized just now is based on the premise that the two of us are together. You've already considered this possibility, and you've considered a lot. So you have feelings for me in your heart and want to be with me. You said that you don't want anything impure between us, so you don't have to worry about it. If it comes, with me around, you don't have to worry. I want to be your man, but I don't want to burden you. If I can't handle these things well, I won't provoke you. "
After Yan Beicheng finished speaking, he already held Lin Chu's hand.
Lin Chu subconsciously struggled, but she didn't break free. Yan Beicheng held her tightly. Her fair hand was almost completely wrapped in his well-defined palm.
Lin Chu couldn't deny the joy in her heart that he was finally paying attention to her. She also relaxed. However, she was not sure about their relationship.
"I … This is too sudden for me. I need time." Lin Chu sucked her lips and looked up at Yan Beicheng. "Can't we start with friends? We haven't known each other for long, and we don't know each other well enough. Maybe you can find out everything about me, but you still have to spend more time with me to understand me. "
Yan Beicheng didn't reply and just led her forward. "We're going to be late."
Lin Chu silently followed. She didn't know if Yan Beicheng agreed or not.
Out of nowhere, Yan Beicheng suddenly said, "Ningbai is just a little short, but he's six years old this year. He's in the first grade."
Lin Chu was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was answering the question she had asked before she had nothing to say.
Still immersed in Yan Beicheng's words, Lin Chu didn't realize that the two of them had been holding hands until they entered the office.
Yan Beicheng still didn't let go. He saw Yan Ningbai sitting beside an office table. Because the chair was relatively high, his two short legs were dangling in the air, swinging.
Beside him sat a female teacher in her forties. The teacher felt helpless, but Yan Ningbai didn't seem to realize it at all.
"Hello, I'm Yan Ningbai's —" Yan Beicheng held Lin Chu's hand and didn't finish his sentence. He didn't know how to continue.
Considering their seniority, it wasn't appropriate to call them parents.
Yan Ningbai climbed down from his chair and proudly puffed up his tummy at the teacher. He pointed at Yan Beicheng and said, "Teacher Liu, this is my eldest nephew. My parents aren't at home, so they can't come. The elders at home are getting old, so it's not very convenient for them to come, so I can only call my eldest nephew over. "
Yan Beicheng was speechless.
Teacher Liu: "…"
Lin Chu felt that Yan Beicheng would never come to school for Yan Ningbai again.
Yan Ningbai's big black eyes landed on Lin Chu and Yan Beicheng's hands. He grinned and said, "This is my nephew's wife!"
Lin Chu: "…"
She didn't even think about it and immediately pulled her hand out. Seriously, she had forgotten that she was still holding Yan Beicheng's hand. She had actually held it all the way here without letting go.
Yan Beicheng glanced at the blushing Lin Chu and gave Yan Ningbai a look of admiration. Yan Ningbai smiled delightedly.
Teacher Liu: "…" We're talking about serious matters. Is this the time for you to be flirting?
"Teacher Liu, what mistake did Ningbai make?" Yan Beicheng ignored Yan Ningbai and asked calmly.
As a teacher at Jixia Academy, the children of the eight great families all attended Jixia Academy. Hence, Teacher Liu was no stranger to Yan Beicheng.
Teacher Liu took out three test papers and said, "These are Yan Ningbai's test results. Language, Mathematics, and English all failed. Although Jixia Academy focuses on all-round development and doesn't really care about the results of written tests, the results can't be so casual, right? Even if you study abroad in the future, famous schools still care about results. This is only a first year, so the homework isn't heavy and the content of learning is very shallow. This time, other than Yan Ningbai, the lowest score in the class was a Mathematics test with 96 points. He got one application question wrong. Yan Ningbai's results are really — "
Yan Beicheng didn't care about Yan Ningbai's academic results. He wasn't his son anyway. This kind of thing could be left to his uncle and his wife to handle. He was only responsible for passing the message.
Then, Teacher Liu took out a crumpled piece of paper and showed it to Yan Beicheng. "In class today, Yan Ningbai passed a note to the class belle."
Yan Beicheng took it and looked at it. On it was written crookedly: "I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"
Yan Beicheng put the note away calmly. "I'll tell his parents and teach him a good lesson when he gets back."
After talking to the teacher, Yan Beicheng brought Yan Ningbai out. Yan Ningbai took out his phone from his coat pocket and made a call. "Dai Siming, the teacher showed the note you passed to my nephew. I didn't tell him about you. I'm a good friend, right?"
"…"
"Then how are you going to repay me?" Yan Ningbai raised his chin, looking like a rich landlord.
"…"
"How about this. You have to score lower than me on the next test, understand? That way, I won't be the last in class. The teacher won't have a reason to call my parents then. "
"…"
"What do you mean it's not easy to score lower than me? You just need to answer a few fewer questions! You'll definitely score lower than me if you only answer a few multiple-choice questions! "
"…"
"If you don't agree, I'll give the note to your parents. They can read your words."
"…"
"It's a deal. Let me tell you, I've already recorded our conversation. You can't go back on your word!"
Then, Yan Ningbai hung up the phone in satisfaction. He didn't have to call his parents next time.
Seeing that Lin Chu was looking at him with a face full of black lines, Yan Ningbai mistakenly thought that Lin Chu didn't know who Dai Siming was. He took the initiative to explain, "Dai Siming is the top student in our class. He always scores first. In class, he's the one who passes notes and confesses to the class belle. "
Lin Chu: "…"
Because his parents weren't around, Yan Ningbai had been living at Yan Beicheng's place. Lin Chu drove the two of them back to Ding City. On the way, Lin Chu called. She didn't wear her earphones and her driving skills weren't good enough to drive with one hand and call with the other to distract herself.
However, it was quite awkward for her phone to keep ringing. Lin Chu said to Yan Beicheng, "Can you take out my phone? You don't have to answer it. Just hang up. "
Yan Beicheng turned around and took Lin Chu's bag from the back seat. He took out his phone and looked at the screen. After hanging up, he said, "It's Lin Zhenghe."
Lin Chu nodded and didn't say anything. However, his expression wasn't as relaxed as before.
When they returned to Ding City, Yan Ningbai ran to his bedroom to play on the computer. Because his parents would be absent from time to time, they would be thrown to Yan Beicheng. So, he simply set up a bedroom for them.
Lin Chu took his phone into the kitchen and closed the door. Then, he called Lin Zhenghe back.
After a few rings, the phone was picked up. Lin Zhenghe's unhappy voice came through. "You still know to call back."
"Sorry, I was busy just now. It wasn't convenient for me to pick up the phone," Lin Chu said lightly.
"What could you be busy with? You were fired by the company." Lin Zhenghe's tone wasn't friendly.
Lin Chu frowned. He didn't expect Lin Zhenghe to find out so quickly. "The company didn't fire me. I resigned."
At that moment, the kitchen door suddenly opened. Yan Beicheng walked in. He didn't deliberately lower his voice. "I'm coming in to get a glass of water."
Then, he pretended to take the glass with lemon slices and walked to the water purifier. He turned on an especially thin stream of water. Lin Chu couldn't bear to look at this obvious intention.
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