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

Wen Yan's fingertips suddenly stopped. The grievances and resentments that had been lingering in her heart were instantly replaced by a sudden tension. She quickly clicked on the photo. In the photo, the little rascal's left foot was in a thick cast, and the situation seemed quite serious.

Almost instinctively, her fingers flew across the phone screen, revealing her urgency. Even the composure and calmness she usually maintained were shattered at this moment.

[Wen Yan: How did you sprain your ankle?]

The moment the message was sent, the mature female vice principal suddenly realized... this might be related to last night. There was no little rascal who disappeared into thin air; there was only a silly little idiot who jumped from the second floor and then accidentally twisted his ankle.

[Chen Yu: I twisted my ankle while walking, Sister Wen, don't worry.]

The fact that she refused to tell the truth even now left the mature female vice principal feeling both distressed and helpless, but even more so, with deep-seated self-reproach.

She gently bit her lip. Just moments ago she was feeling all sorts of annoyed, but now her eyes were filled with heartache. Holding her phone, she typed a long message, then for some reason, she silently deleted it all and re-edited it.

[Wen Yan: Is it serious?]

[Chen Yu: It should only take about ten days. There's really nothing serious.]

A few seconds later,

Another message came from a young man, carrying a hint of apology.

[Chen Yu: Wen Yan, I'm sorry, I couldn't help you because of my question.]

"..."

"You silly goose..."

Looking at the words on the screen, a tender emotion welled up from the bottom of my heart, and even my fingertips felt a little warm... My own foot is in a cast, yet I still think of others. How could I be so foolish?

Wen Yan quickly edited the message, her words carrying a hint of the vice principal's seriousness, but in reality, it was full of her concern for someone.

[Wen Yan: You little rascal, you kept such a big thing from me! If I hadn't asked you to come and move, were you planning to keep it from me forever?]

[Chen Yu: I didn't want you to worry.]

As the vice-principal of a university and also single, Wen Yan has no shortage of suitors, some of whom are of high status. However, their concern for Wen Yan is something that makes the mature vice-principal feel disgusted. However... she has never felt this way when facing Chen Yu.

Those few simple words were worth more than a thousand words, flowing into her heart like a jar of honey.

Wen Yan: Nonsense!

[Wen Yan: You call this not letting me worry? You're clearly trying to make me anxious.]

[Wen Yan: I don't want to say anything more to you. As the vice principal, I'm ordering you to rest now. Don't think about anything and don't move around.]

[Chen Yu: Yes, sir!]

The mature female vice principal put down her phone and sat quietly in her office chair. However, her mind was not on work at all. Her mind was full of the image of someone with a cast on their ankle. She felt both guilty and a little regretful, and at the same time, she had some minor grievances against Shen Yanru.

It's all her fault...

They came to my house out of nowhere, and that's what happened.

"well--"

"It would have been better to move to a different house sooner."

Wen Yan sighed and muttered to herself.

Although the mature female vice principal really wanted to go find him right now, it was broad daylight... and he was still in his dormitory at school, so there was no chance for him to see her. Besides, he had a cast on his leg, making it extremely inconvenient for him to go out, so she probably wouldn't see him for the next few days.

never mind...

Don't let your own desires worsen his injury.

I've been lonely for thirty-five years, so what's another ten days or so of loneliness...? It doesn't seem like a big deal.

......

......

Chen Yu's foot was put in a cast, which should have been a trivial matter, but for the mature female vice principal and professor, it caused a slight change in their lives. He stopped coming to the lab and stopped going to that villa.

Just as dinner was approaching, Chen Yu had just ordered takeout and continued working on the theoretical part of his research project while hunched over his desk.

Some people think that locking themselves in a room and doing a seemingly tedious job will be tiring and exhausting... but for Chen Yu, he actually enjoys it.

Compared to the complex thoughts of women, the truth of science is always there and will never waver. As long as you find the right direction and the right method, you will eventually get the answer you want.

Time passed second by second...

As night began to fall, Chen Yu, having finished dinner, decided it was almost time to take a shower, play a couple more games, and then go to bed.

When he came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, he saw his phone on the table flashing its notification light. He picked it up and saw that he had received several WeChat messages from Wen Yan and Shen Yanru.

[Shen Yanru: Have you had dinner yet?]

[Wen Yan: What did you eat for dinner?]

Chen Yu was drying his hair while pressing the screen of his phone.

Chen Yu: I've already eaten.

[Chen Yu: Green pepper and shredded pork over rice.]

moment,

The two mature women replied almost simultaneously.

[Shen Yanru: Oh...so what are you doing now?]

[Wen Yan: It's unhealthy. Takeout food is usually high in oil and salt; eating too much takeout will affect your health.]

Judging from their replies, the mature female professor seemed to be stirring up trouble, while the mature female vice principal had already gotten to the point.

[Chen Yu: I just finished showering, would you like to take a look?]

[Chen Yu: I sprained my ankle, so it's inconvenient to go out. That's why I ordered takeout.]

at the same time,

Shen Yanru was in her apartment, looking at the message someone had sent, and felt a little restless.

Ever since that night I saw him wearing only shorts, his muscular physique has been branded into my mind, and I can't shake it off... Every time I close my eyes, it appears, and the more I think about it, the lonelier and more painful I feel...

"..."

"Who wants to watch this!"

"I...I don't want to at all!"

Shen Yanru bit her lip, her brows furrowed with a mixture of anticipation and resistance.

She then put down her phone, went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out... she was wearing a rather sexy nightgown, made of black lace fabric.

She had lost the aloofness of the daytime, replaced by the languid weariness of night. The mature professor strolled towards the sofa, each step so light and deliberate, the hem of her robe swaying gently with her movements. A perfectly measured maturity was concealed within, yet it seemed impossible to truly hide it...

Shen Yanru sat on the sofa, her long, slender legs resting on the coffee table. The lines of her legs stretched smoothly from her thighs to her calves, straight yet gentle, without any deliberate tension, exuding ultimate comfort. Her ankles were delicate and graceful, as if they had been meticulously sculpted by a master.

click-

The mature female professor took a picture of her beautiful legs.

Then I opened the WeChat chat window with someone and found the photo I had just taken in my album.

Select, deselect, don't send, it'll drive you crazy!

that's all...

Shen Yanru wavered back and forth between choosing and canceling, but after all, a person is not a machine and will eventually make mistakes.

"Well?"

Watching helplessly as she accidentally sent out the photo, Shen Yanru was momentarily stunned and didn't realize what had happened.

"oops!!!"

"It's all over, it ......"