After delivering the roast chicken, Mu Yunzhou returned home with Yuanbao, feeling worried. In the inn, he watched Gongsun Jiayan and Shen Qingxu getting along with each other. He felt redundant, as if Shen Qingxu no longer cared about him. Wasn't he her good friend?

"Why?" Mu Yunzhou turned and asked Yuanbao.

"Why?" Yuanbao looked at his son with a puzzled look on his face.

"What do you think is so good about Gongsun Jiayan?"

"Young Master Gongsun is not as good as Young Master!" Yuanbao followed Mu Yunzhou's steps servilely.

"He wears better clothes than me?"

"His clothes are not as good as yours."

"Or does he look better than me?"

"He can't compare to you, the young master, in terms of handsomeness, elegance and suaveness."

"Or is it because of the roundabout way of speaking?"

"He's not straightforward enough, not his true character."

"No, no, no, Yuanbao, I'm worried that Shen Qingxu will be sad because she was cheated on. You should keep a close eye on Gongsun Jiayan's every move."

"What do you want, sir?"

"Idiot, I want you to follow Gongsun Jiayan and report to me if anything happens."

"Oh, yes!"

"How could a man as wise and powerful as me have a bunch of idiots like you as my subordinates!"

Mu Yunzhou thought to himself that he must protect Shen Qingxu for his brother and prevent her from being easily deceived by a pretty boy. But where did his good brother Xu Xingyi, this bastard, go?

If Shen Qingxu doesn't show up soon, she will be poached. He seems to have no way to deal with Gongsun Jiayan, the eloquent pretty boy, and he can't win the argument.

He is good at kung fu, but he can't beat Gongsun Jiayan.

Yuanbao received the order and started following Gongsun Jiayan early the next morning.

Yuanbao wondered why Gongsun Jiayan had such a regular routine: he would get up at 1 a.m., wash up, and then start reciting his lessons.

As soon as it was Chenshi, he went out to attend class. His breakfast was just porridge and some side dishes. He also had lunch in the cafeteria with Yang Huai and a few other men. Then he took a short break and went back to the dormitory to review his lessons after school. He did not go out again. This went on for several days in a row.

Yuanbao wrote down all the news verbatim in a booklet. Mu Yunzhou flipped through the booklet that Yuanbao sent him: April 23: When did Gongsun Jiayan get up, when did he go to the toilet, when did he go to the academy, who did he talk to, and every day he reported every detail of Gongsun Jiayan's every action.

Mu Yunzhou looked at Yuanbao's letter and immediately sent someone to call Yuanbao back: "I am asking you to follow him and see if there is anything strange about his behavior. I am not asking you to record what time he goes to the toilet, gets dressed, or enters the academy. Do you understand?"

Yuanbao scratched his head and answered in a confused tone: "Okay, I understand!"

"Are you sure you understand? Don't make any more mistakes."

"Yes."

"From now on, you should come back and report every few days. Don't write any more letters. They are just nonsense."

"Okay, sir. I'll go and keep an eye on it first, and come back to report if there's any situation." Yuan Bao said.

Yuanbao hurried back to Gongsun Jiayan's academy, and seeing that he was not in the public hall, he went to look for him.

On the second day, at the entrance of the academy, Gongsun Jiayan was stopped by a pretty and beautiful woman: "Mr. Gongsun, I embroidered a purse in the women's class. I'm giving it to you."

"I'm sorry, Miss Liu, I can't accept your purse. I already have someone I like, so I should keep my distance from other women." Gongsun Jiayan said and walked past her. He hurried back to the academy without even having lunch.

He packed up and prepared to go home. He glanced out the window and curled his lips.

When Yang Huai entered the room and saw Gongsun Jiayan packing up so early, he asked, "Brother Gongsun, why did you return home at this time today and not even have lunch with us? What happened?"

"Nothing, I just want to go back early since tomorrow is a day off anyway." Gongsun Jiayan said.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Yang Huai didn't ask any more questions and turned to discuss the teacher's policy paper with his companions.

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