Rebirth in the 70s: After the fake daughter’s voice was leaked

Su Qingnan didn't say anything.

Because it was Yan Ruyu who took the initiative to see Zhao Beichen, she at least didn't have to worry about her motives.

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

The newspaper staff picked up a pile of freshly baked books from the printer and took them to the side for binding.

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

Patting him gently, "Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Beichen was not sleeping soundly, so he woke up after calling him so softly.

He rubbed his aching eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

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

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Half an hour later, Zhao Beichen had loaded the bound books into his car. As for the remaining ones that could not be loaded, Zhao Beichen gave the newspaper company a sum of money and asked them to help send them to school.

Fortunately, the principal told the people in the security room that Zhao Beichen could be released no matter when he returned to school, so that he could be sent back to school in the evening.

Otherwise, he would take these home with him.

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

Back in the office, Zhao Beichen looked at the clock on the wall, exhaled, 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 will just sleep in this office all night today."

After thinking about it, he still felt something was wrong.

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

Under the influence of exhaustion, Zhao Beichen's energy was not very good, so he simply went to the window to enjoy the wind.

When he regained his energy, he left school and drove home.

After Zhao Beichen returned home, the servant at home wanted to ask him if he wanted to eat. As a result, the first thing he did when he got home was to get into the study. As for what he wanted to do, the servant didn't know.

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

"The young master is in such a hurry to go to the study, so he must have something important to do. We'd better not disturb him first."

"I think so. Let's wait until the young master comes out before asking."

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

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

Walking to the bookshelf, he raised his hand and took down a few books from the top, placing them lightly on the empty space on the side.

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

The outside of the box is made of dark blue velvet with some gold decorations on it. It looks like a good thing.

Zhao Beichen opened the box, looked at the contents, 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 indescribable meaning.

What it means is a meaning that only he knows best.

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

It wasn't until the sound of closing the door came from outside that Zhao Beichen came to his senses, closed the box, put the original book back, and randomly picked up a book from the literature 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 properly.

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

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

"Beichen, aren'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 picked up a book of literary history. I just put it back in the room and wanted to read it before going to bed."

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

Zhao Beichen shook his head truthfully, "I haven't eaten. Today I...I have basically been busy at the newspaper office today, and I haven't walked around much."

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

But it seemed that saying it would give him some kind of misunderstanding. He didn't know whether others would misunderstand him or not. He didn't want to stay awake at night, thinking about someone all the time.

The man said "Oh" clearly, turned around and explained the matter to the person standing in the living room.

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

"Okay sir."

"Dad, it's actually not necessary. I'm not that hungry." Zhao Beichen also patted his stomach symbolically.

It wasn't that Zhao Beichen wasn't hungry enough, but he knew very well that if he wanted to eat, his father would sit aside and watch him eat.

It felt like I had done something and was being scrutinized by my father while stuffing food into my mouth. It was really...a little uncomfortable.

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

"Beichen, it's okay. You didn't come back for dinner today. If they make it for you now, it won't waste much time. At most... you can eat it in a while."

Zhao Beichen raised his eyebrows.

After a while? How long will it take?

They won't wait until they are ready to go to bed before they are ready...

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

Zhao Beichen wanted to tell his father that it was already getting late, and no matter how fast they cooked, it would be too late for him to eat.

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

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

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

After going to bed, Zhao Beichen leaned against the bedside and stared at it for a while. Until he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, he put the small box next to his pillow and fell asleep.

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

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

I'm getting up late now, and I don't know if the principal will be angry when he finds out.