The academic genius started by accidentally flirting with the rich female principal.

The mature female vice principal had never felt anything like this before. She sat quietly on the sofa, watching Chen Yu carefully tend to her wounds. His meticulous manner stirred a faint, impulsive desire within her heart, which had been dormant for thirty-five years.

"That's about it."

"Just use a band-aid."

After disinfecting the wound, Chen Yu found a waterproof bandage and carefully wrapped it inside. After finishing all this, he looked up at Wen Yan in front of him and suddenly realized that her eyes were watery.

"Well?"

"Does it hurt a little?"

"Why are your eyes so watery?" Chen Yu asked, puzzled.

Wen Yan suddenly snapped out of her daze, instinctively turned her head, and said slowly, "It hurts a little..."

"Ouch."

"After all, we're not professionals."

Chen Yu chuckled sheepishly, then glanced towards the kitchen and said to Wen Yan, "Sister Wen, since your finger is injured, let me take over. Try my cooking."

Without waiting for her reply, he rushed into the kitchen on his own.

Chen Yu skillfully tied on the apron that Wen Yan had worn, and then began his series of operations.

Wen Yan sat on the sofa, watching someone busy in the kitchen, and suddenly her emotions overwhelmed her... Although she was married in name, she was actually unmarried and had never had a relationship with a man, not even touching him very often, so she didn't know what some men's lives were like.

result...

Suddenly, one day...

A young man barged into her world, and in just a few days... her life underwent a complete 180-degree change.

"..."

"Should I...?"

The mature female vice principal bit her lip, her misty eyes somewhat unfocused.

She held fast to that vague and unattainable requirement, but reality repeatedly shattered the shackles of her heart. Wen Yan didn't know how much longer she could hold on, and she always felt that if things continued like this... she might really fall into the abyss.

Think about it carefully...

A ten-year age difference isn't an excessively large age gap.

Outside, there are many people with an age difference of more than ten years, even twenty years. It's just... it's just... Wen Yan's expression began to become conflicted.

He was a doctoral student, while she was the vice president of his university, and his doctoral supervisor was also her nominally deceased husband's daughter. This dual identity seemed to be an insurmountable obstacle.

"No, no, no!"

"Calm down...I need to calm down!"

Wen Yan pinched her thigh hard, trying to use the pain to bring herself back to her senses. After all, if she continued to think wildly like this, she might make a big mistake.

......

......

"Cola chicken wings are here!"

Chen Yu brought the cooked dishes to the table.

At this moment, Wen Yan sat at the dining table, looking at the dishes in front of her. It must be said that the color and aroma were perfectly presented.

"Sister Wen."

Here are your chopsticks.

After handing her a pair of chopsticks, he hurriedly picked up a chicken wing and put it into the bowl of the mature female vice principal.

Wen Yan took a small bite, then nodded at him and said sweetly, "I didn't expect it to be so delicious. Do you usually cook for yourself?"

"When I was little, my parents had to go to work, so I cooked for myself. I started by just stir-frying a couple of dishes, and then I tried to cook something based on the vegetable scraps. Over time, I learned how to cook," Chen Yu replied.

Wen Yan didn't say anything and continued to enjoy someone's cooking. Fortunately, it was her left ring finger that was injured, so it didn't affect her daily life much.

After tasting all the dishes on the table, he felt a strong sense of unease deep inside. It wasn't because the food tasted bad, but because the thought of the future... of him cooking for a strange woman made him extremely uncomfortable.

I was the one who met her first, so how did she become someone else's?

"Well?"

"Sister Wen?"

"Is it not good?" Chen Yu asked, looking at Wen Yan, whose brows furrowed slightly with melancholy.

Wen Yan raised her eyes, looked at him quietly, and replied softly, "I was thinking about some work-related troubles. Okay, okay... let's have dinner together. After dinner, I'll go get my computer fixed. It won't turn on... it just blue screens as soon as I try to turn it on."

"no problem."

Chen Yu quickly shoveled his food into his mouth, wolfing it down as if he hadn't eaten for days.

"Slower."

"Don't choke..."

The mature female vice principal played the role of a caring older sister. Watching someone stuffing his face, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. She casually picked up a piece of braised pork and slowly placed it in his rice bowl, saying gently, "There's still plenty of time, take your time."

The two then ate dinner and chatted about everyday matters, especially someone's academic problems, which the mature female vice principal seemed quite concerned about.

"If we follow Yanru's request..."

"You are fully qualified to become a full professor," Wen Yan said softly. "Just work hard and achieve this goal, then leave the rest to me."

"Mmm-hmm-hmm."

"Don't worry, Sister Wen, I will do my best!" Chen Yu assured her.

Another half hour passed.

After the food on the table was almost finished, Chen Yu tidied up and then went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. About twenty minutes later, he slowly walked out of the kitchen.

"alright."

"Sister Wen... let's go get the computer fixed," Chen Yu said.

He led his older son to the study on the second floor, pointed to the computer tower, and muttered, "It's this computer that keeps getting a blue screen when I turn it on, I don't know why."

"Let me see..."

Chen Yu tried turning on the computer, and when he noticed the error code, he determined that the memory stick was loose. He hurriedly opened the case... only to find that it was covered in dust, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Since he wasn't a professional computer repairman, he didn't dare touch the host that was in such extreme gray-electrode equilibrium, for fear of accidentally ruining it.

"What's wrong?"

"Is it impossible to fix?"

Seeing that the person was not moving for a long time, Wen Yan asked casually.

"this..."

"That's a bit tricky."

"I...I'll give it a try."

Chen Yu tried removing the RAM stick, reinserting it onto the motherboard, and then pressing the power button. As expected, the computer completely failed to boot.

It's over...

What should we do?

Remembering the boasts he made in front of the mature female vice principal, now slapped in the face by reality, Chen Yu squatted there somewhat at a loss.

"If it can't be fixed, then don't bother fixing it. It's just an old computer anyway," Wen Yan said softly. "Hurry up and get up; there's a lot of dust in there."

however,

But the man refused to get up; he was getting into a tiff with the computer.

"Sister Wen..."

Give me some time.

"I have to fix it today, I refuse to believe it won't work..." Chen Yu took out his phone, ready to seek help from outside the venue.

Seeing his stubbornness, Wen Yan didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, this man's competitiveness... was sometimes quite inexplicable.

"Then I'll go downstairs first."

"Take your time here and work it out."

The mature female vice principal left the study, leaving Chen Yu lying there, studying the gray electrical balance inside the computer case.

......

......

Wen Yan was sitting on the sofa flipping through a book when she suddenly glanced at the time. It was almost ten o'clock. Why hadn't that person come downstairs yet?

at this time,

Footsteps came from the stairwell. Turning around, I saw someone appear, looking disheveled.

"that..."

"It's...it's not fixed yet," Chen Yu said, looking embarrassed.

"fine."

The mature female vice principal smiled gently, then asked softly, "At this hour... the school dormitories are already closed. What are you planning to do?"

"what?"

"Wow...it's so late?"

Chen Yu then realized that it was already very late, and for a moment he felt a little lost and confused.

"or..."

"Stay here tonight."

Wen Yan sat on the sofa and made the suggestion gently.