Abandoned after first marriage due to infertility, married into a wealthy family and had two childre

The love story between the poor scholar and the rich lady has been passed down for thousands of years.

There are many fantasies among them.

But it cannot be denied that the poor scholars in the story, even if they live in poverty and are temporarily inferior to others, are all well-read, eloquent, elegant in manners and extraordinary in conversation.

In short, it can bring spiritual pleasure and enlightenment to the rich young lady who is raised in seclusion.

Xue Shaoyang was naturally not a naive girl who knew nothing. On the contrary, her talent and ambition in the business field were highly valued by the then head of the Xue family.

Her father invited famous teachers to teach her and often took her with him to teach her by example.

The eldest daughter of the Xue family, who was brought up in this way, can stand on her own even at the age of 16.

Her cousin's voice was still nagging in her ears, constantly begging her to help introduce Professor Yan.

Xue Shaoyang was not in a hurry. She called the butler and asked him to find out why Yan Chenzhou appeared at the banquet.

She couldn't remember when the Xue family had any dealings with literati.

Ten minutes later, the housekeeper returned and told her that Yan Chenzhou came to her birthday party to solicit investment for Kyoto University.

Kyoto University's construction of a new campus naturally requires sponsorship from all sectors of society.

So, the vice-president took Yan Chenzhou and took the opportunity of Xue Shaoyang's birthday party to visit and congratulate him, and also asked for money.

There are so many professors in Kyoto University, and many of them are more prestigious and sociable than Yan Chenzhou. But why did he choose Yan Chenzhou, who is taciturn and not interested in fame and fortune?

The vice-principal has his own plans.

Yan Chenzhou is very popular among female students in college, and he has the appearance of a gentleman.

If we don’t make good use of it, wouldn’t it be a waste of resources?

So, all the accidental factors, just by coincidence, formed an inevitable cause and effect.

After figuring out Yan Chenzhou's purpose, Xue Shaoyang was confident of victory. He gave his cousin a favor and gracefully stepped down from the clouds to the corner where the cold man was. He smiled and stretched out his hand, introducing him gracefully:

"Hello Professor Yan, I'm Xue Shaoyang."

Amid the envious gazes of everyone and the triumphant smile of the vice president, the socially awkward Professor Yan had no choice but to pay attention to the situation.

They had a great conversation that day.

I thought he was a pedantic pedant, but I didn't expect he had such a delicate heart.

——He could quickly understand the deep meaning behind every word she said and give an appropriate response.

——He could keenly perceive the girl's thoughts hidden under her arrogant appearance, and calmly avoid her minefields, guiding her to relieve them positively.

Xue Shaoyang didn't expect that Yan Chenzhou, who seemed to be taciturn, was actually so emotionally delicate.

Meet late and hate.

These four words best summarize Xue Shaoyang's mood at that time.

So, after her lobbying, her father generously agreed to sponsor Kyoto University.

The vice-principal's eyes curved with laughter.

She saw that there was joy in Yan Chenzhou's cold eyes.

Teaching and educating is his lifelong ambition. As a teacher, he has the responsibility to provide students with a better reading and learning environment.

In the following days, her and his lives returned to normal.

He strolled along the campus boulevard filled with the fragrance of books, while she walked along the bloody business road.

Whenever she got tired of the intrigues, she would take half a day off to go to Kyoto University and attend one of his classes.

The clear and clean aura from him seemed to have the magical power to purify her soul.

Every time after class, she would feel calm and peaceful, like a fairy who was not tainted by the dust of the world.

She admired him and depended on him, but never thought of disturbing him.

Until that day, a girl confessed her love to Yan Chenzhou in front of everyone.

She frowned, very unhappy.

In her mind, Professor Yan should be a man as bright as the moon between clouds, and no woman in this world should be able to defile him.

Facing the booing of his classmates, Yan Chenzhou remained calm, and his facial expression did not change at all.

He unfolded the love letter and read it with his eyes lowered.

Afterwards, he folded the girl's love letter and placed it on the table in front of her. He said in a calm voice, "There are three typos, two grammatical errors, and four inappropriate quotations from classics. I will punish you to copy the Analects once, and the Guanju and Juan'er chapters of the Book of Songs three times each after class. I will randomly check them in the next class."

He looks so rigid and serious, like an old antique who doesn't understand romance.

The female student who boldly expressed her love blushed and wanted to resist, but when she met the professor's calm eyes on the podium, she was immediately defeated.

Yan Chenzhou did not stop there. He swept his eyes over everyone, stopped at the few people who had just made the most noise, and began to ask questions.

"Student, please analyze for me the rhetoric, expression, emotional connotation, and creative background of the poem I talked about in last class, 'All the women are jealous of my beautiful eyebrows, and they spread rumors that I am good at sex.'"

The student who was called was speechless: "Uh..."

Yan Chenzhou continued to point to the next person.

Soon, the six students who were called stood up in a row.

The students who were not called lowered their heads, and no one dared to look the professor in the eye.

——They feel ashamed of their poor skills and embarrassed for not worthy of their teacher.

The classroom was noisy just now, and you could hear a pin drop.

Only Xue Shaoyang kept his head raised and stared at Yan Chenzhou.

Therefore, she did not miss the smile of helpless tolerance that flashed across Yan Chenzhou's stern face.

Like the melting of spring snow, warmth suddenly appears and touches people's hearts.

Xue Shaoyang couldn't help but laugh along. She knew that how could such a kind-hearted person be really old-fashioned, boring and unromantic?

For some unknown reason, she did not leave quietly after class as usual.

Instead, he fell far behind Yan Chenzhou, trying to find an opportunity to go up and say something to him.

She wanted to tell him that he could come to her if he had any difficulties in the future.

Whether it is to get sponsorship or to get rid of bad love affairs, she is willing to help him unconditionally.

Her idea is simple.

She wanted him to immerse himself in academics, not be burdened by worldly trivialities, and live a free and easy life.

We walked past the teaching buildings, along the straight and wide road, and around the rugged and winding grass path.

Finally, it stopped in front of a somewhat shabby and cramped residential building.

Xue Shaoyang frowned, guessing that this should be Yan Chenzhou's residence. She was very dissatisfied that a person who was like a banished immortal actually lived in such a place full of worldly dust.

I was thinking about how to tell my father when I go back to invest in Kyoto University to improve the living environment of faculty and staff.

A beautiful woman stood behind Yan Chenzhou, stood on tiptoe and covered his eyes with her hands.

This intimate gesture suddenly made Xue Shaoyang's eyes a little sour.

Before she could figure out the reason, she heard Yan Chenzhou's gentle voice.

"Xixi, you are naughty again."

The smile and doting in the voice were so much that they almost drowned out Xue Shaoyang who was hiding behind the tree.

"Hate it!" Qin Mingxi, whose identity was revealed, pretended to be unhappy and pouted, "Can't you just pretend? It's so boring that you always reveal my identity!"

Yan Chenzhou, who was usually taciturn in front of outsiders, took off his cold disguise and a smile as warm as the breeze appeared on his face.

He turned around to face Qin Mingxi, raised his hand and pinched her small nose, his eyes as gentle as water: "Okay, okay, Miss Xixi is teaching me a lesson. Next time, Yan must pay attention."

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

Qin Mingxi was so happy that she jumped up and hugged Yan Chenzhou's arm, half of her body hanging on him: "Why don't you go upstairs? What are you doing downstairs?"

"Wait for you."

"I do not believe!"

Qin Mingxi wrinkled her pretty nose, and her facial features became even prettier.