Third Master, please restrain yourself. Our marriage is a marriage of convenience.

"Huh?" Pei Jinhe looked up, her beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with confusion, innocent and cute.

Shen Huaiyu's gaze was cold and deep, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

He slightly raised his chin towards the plate: "Should I put all of this in front of you?"

"No need!" Pei Jinhe blurted out.

How could she dare let Shen Huaiyu put all these dishes in front of her!

Shen Huaiyu's emotionless voice rang out: "Then eat quickly."

"Oh." Pei Jinhe picked up a piece of abalone.

The meat is tender and juicy, with a chewy texture and a rich, fresh flavor.

Really delicious!

She didn't know if it was because the food was so delicious, or because of what Shen Huaiyu had just said that made her relax.

Pei Jinhe was no longer as reserved as before while eating.

Neither of them finished speaking, and they ate their meal in silence.

Shen Huaiyu occasionally glanced at her.

She eats with great focus, taking large bites without caring about her image, doing whatever she wants.

She lacked any of the table manners expected of a socialite or heiress.

But it looks very comfortable.

Shen Huaiyu ate his meal slowly and deliberately, every move exuding an innate nobility and elegance.

Compared to him, Pei Jinhe felt that her eating manners were very rude.

Although she was an adopted daughter of the Ji family, she lived with her grandmother in the countryside when she was young.

After her grandmother passed away, she was taken back to the Ji family, but they didn't care about her at all, let alone teach her manners.

She had never taken any etiquette classes for socialites, nor could she learn the manners and manners of a rich young lady.

After finishing her meal, Pei Jinhe hesitated before asking, "Can I go back to school to get some clothes?"

"Sure." Shen Huaiyu nodded, paused, and asked, "Can you drive?"

"Yes," Pei Jinhe answered truthfully.

Pei Jinhe refused Shen Huaiyu's suggestion to have Shen Feng drive her home, as her place was only a ten-minute walk from the school, and walked directly to the school.

Shen Huaiyu instructed, "Shen Yan, have someone send over a car driven by a lady."

He then added, "We need to keep a low profile."

"Yes." Shen Yan knew without guessing that the car was definitely a gift for his wife.

Third Master seems to care quite a bit about his wife.

Pei Jinhe arrived at the dormitory, packed all her things, gathered some clothes to change into, and took her laptop.

All the pots, pans, and utensils were put away in the cupboard, the blankets were folded and put into dust bags, and the curtains were drawn.

After tidying up, Pei Jinhe looked at the empty dormitory with mixed feelings.

She has lived in this dormitory for almost four years.

Although her other roommates complained that the dormitory environment wasn't as good as their homes, to her it was thousands of times better than the Ji family home.

Pei Jinhe had just stepped out of the dormitory building with her suitcase when Han Wanying called her to the lab with a life-or-death phone call.

It was two hours later when the matter was finally resolved.

After the matter was resolved, the five of them sat outside and talked.

Looking at the experimental data in his hand, Wei Chenghang rubbed his throbbing temples: "I wonder when our intelligent medical robot will be successfully developed?"

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Their theoretical basis is very good, but you only realize how difficult it is when you actually start developing it.

Pei Jinhe slowly took two sips of water, her eyes smiling, "We've only been researching for a year and we've already achieved this result. Success is just a matter of time."

Chu Yunyan frowned: "We don't have much money left in our account, and there are still two months before the school allocates funds."

Wei Chenghang sighed, "Even if the funds are allocated, it will only be a drop in the bucket."

Song Mingchuan joked, "Scientific research is inherently a very expensive project, otherwise why would people say that those who do scientific research are poor?"

Han Wanying waved her hand and said generously, "At worst, I'll ask my dad to invest another sum of money in us."

The Han family is a prominent family in Kyoto. They have invested a lot of money in their research, not only in the laboratory but also in providing them with experimental equipment.

Pei Jinhe put down her cup and looked at Han Wanying, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly: "We can't always rely on your family's investment."

Since Han Wanying joined the research group last year, the Han family has invested at least five or six hundred million yuan in the laboratory, not even counting the cost of experimental equipment.

Song Mingchuan raised the question: "Why do you think the teacher didn't accept the Zhou family's investment?"

Thinking of what Zhou Yuanche had done, Han Wanying said irritably, "Isn't it because Zhou Yuanche is a scumbag?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the other three people looked at Pei Jinhe in unison.

All three of them knew that Zhou Yuanche was Pei Jinhe's boyfriend.

When Zhou Yuanche was pursuing Pei Jinhe, he was quite high-profile. When they were doing research, Zhou Yuanche would often order them late-night snacks.

Pei Jinhe calmly said, "Yingying is right, he really is a scumbag."

"Then you..." Chu Yunyan's fingers, resting on his knees, tightened slightly.

Before he could finish speaking, the door to the lounge was pushed open from the outside.

The elderly man with white hair who came in was over sixty years old, but he was full of energy, with bright and piercing eyes and a kind face. He looked like a very kind old man.

"teacher."

"Master."

The five people stood up and spoke in unison.

He Bing nodded, his gaze falling on Pei Jinhe: "Jinhe, come out for a moment."

Pei Jinhe followed He Bing out of the lounge, closing the door behind her.

He Bing looked at Pei Jinhe with affection: "Jinhe, what happened between you and Zhou Yuanche? He even called me, hoping you could help him with the chip issue, saying that his R&D department can't develop your chip."

Pei Jinhe truthfully replied, "We broke up, and I won't help him."

It seems that Zhou Yuanche called her this morning to make peace because of the chip issue.

"Really?" He Bing was stunned for a moment.

Pei Jinhe nodded: "Really."

"Good!" He Bing was overjoyed. "My good disciple, you've finally come to your senses. All my daily prayers to the Bodhisattva have been worthwhile. I hope the Bodhisattva will bless you two to break up soon. The Bodhisattva has finally heard my prayers."

"When are you going to take back the A chip? You can't let that scumbag get it."

"The chips will definitely be retrieved." Pei Jinhe's eyes turned cold. "But retrieving the chips requires a legitimate reason."

Although she can take back the A chip at any time, what if Zhou Yuanche gets angry and accuses them of being untrustworthy and breaking the contract without a legitimate reason?

If she tarnished the reputation of the research institute, she would become a sinner.

"Have you thought it through?" He Bing had high hopes for his last disciple.

He had met many talented people in scientific research, but it wasn't until he met Pei Jinhe that he truly witnessed what extraordinary talent meant.

Pei Jinhe was the only person who entered his research institute during her freshman year.

Even a doctoral student like Wei Chenghang could only work as her assistant.