I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

She wasn't used to eating in the Yanyuan canteen. Being a complete idiot when it came to daily life, she would either end up not getting enough to eat or cause a lot of complaints at the canteen windows.

To prevent his apprentice from embarrassing himself in public, Yang Changshuo took on the task of preparing meals for Lu Aiai.

The teacher's wife is an excellent cook and a very warm person. She is extremely fond of beautiful girls like Lu Ai'ai.

As Lu Aiai sat at the dining table, she suddenly remembered that she had invented a square root game outside the bar yesterday, and told Yang Changshuo about it, hoping to get his praise.

As a result, Yang Changshuo failed to understand at all.

“It’s a game you can play when you’re alone,” Lu Aiai said. “It’s easy to pass the time and gives you a sense of accomplishment. You just need to do this and that…”

After explaining it, she looked up and asked, "So, do you think this game can become popular?"

Yang Changshuo's gaze toward her turned sympathetic.

"I don't think your game will ever become popular."

"Can't I?" Lu Aiai asked disappointedly.

“Well, most people wouldn’t be that bored,” Yang Changshuo said carefully. “They would probably have other…more interesting things to do.”

"Isn't finding the square root interesting?"

"Hmm... most people can't do mental calculations to find square roots."

After receiving a negative answer, a shadow fell over Lu Aiai's face.

She genuinely believed the game would be popular.

Yang Changshuo said leisurely, "I'd like to know, under what circumstances would you be bored by yourself for so long? Don't you usually bury yourself in piles of papers and do research? What were you doing yesterday?"

Yang Changshuo was very perceptive, and all his questions hit the nail on the head. Lu Aiai was not good at lying, and when she was asked these questions, she felt that she had been completely exposed.

"Yesterday... I was waiting for someone... it was a bit boring..."

Yang Changshuo knew Lu Aiai well; this guy had never waited for anyone in his life. He crossed his legs and chuckled, "Waiting for whom?"

"Someone I just met."

"You've made new friends? That's great!"

Yang Changshuo was as happy as if his own daughter had made a new friend when he heard that Lu Aiai had made a new friend.

The fact that someone with social anxiety can make friends is more newsworthy than a spaceship going into space.

The teacher's wife, who was carrying two plates of food, came over and placed them on the table. Hearing their conversation, she chimed in and asked, "Is it a man or a woman?"

"male."

"Really? This child..." The teacher's wife couldn't stop smiling; she thought Lu Ai'ai had finally come to her senses.

Lu Ai'ai grew up at Peking University, practically right under their noses. She was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, never showing any interest in the opposite sex. Her parents barely noticed her adolescence.

Since the teacher's wife was willing to wait for a boy today, she no longer worried about her personal life.

Yang Changshuo hugged his legs and laughed, but he was also worried like a father whose daughter was about to get married. He desperately wanted to find out who this man who was going to gnaw on his family's cabbage was, but he was afraid that if he asked too much, Lu Ai'ai would be unhappy.

"Um, Ms. Yang, I want to ask you, do you know who Bai Yujing is?" Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Lu Aiai quickly changed the subject and asked.

Yang Changshuo chuckled and said, "Oh? You've also noticed Bai Yujing's recent research?"

"No, I heard the name from someone else and I was just curious."

Yang Changshuo got up, went into his study, and after a while, he came out with two stacks of A4-sized printed papers and handed them to Lu Aiai:

"These are two papers recently published by Bai Yujing. You can take a look; they are very close to your research area."

As soon as Lu Aiai got the paper, she seemed to change completely, her eyes sharpening as she quickly scanned it.

The teacher's wife brought over steaming hot food again, and when she saw Lu Aiai's state, she glared angrily at Yang Changshuo.

"Why are you showing the child papers before dinner? Wait until after dinner!" She knew that once Lu Ai'ai entered academic mode, she would be unmoved even if the sky were to fall.

Yang Changshuo said with a forced smile, "This is different, this is different, I'll finish reading it soon."

The living room clock ticked away, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of Lu Aiai turning the pages of paper could be heard. After a while, Lu Aiai looked up from the white paper and exhaled.

"I've finished reading it. It's indeed very close to my direction, and his idea is also very...novel."

Yang Changshuo nodded and asked, "What do you think of his skill level?"

“Very impressive,” Lu Aiai said, “more impressive than me.”

Yang Changshuo smiled and squinted at her. In this world, apart from people of Qian Zhenmin's level, he had really seen very few people who could make her respect him in her field.

"Where was this published?" Lu Aiai asked.

"Journal of Natural Sciences of Kyoto University".

Lu Aiai frowned: "That's a bit wasteful."

It's not that Lu Ai'ai looks down on her own school. Although Peking University has a prestigious reputation, the Peking University Journal is only an EI-level journal, not an SCI-indexed one.

It is a huge waste for a paper to be published in a journal of this level.

Yang Changshuo sighed and said, "It is indeed a waste. I also sent it to the review panel of top domestic journals, but they replied that they couldn't understand it and it was difficult to verify, so it couldn't be published."

“How could they not understand it? I can understand it.” Lu Aiai stared at the paper in her hand.

This paper does not contain complicated experimental designs or high costs; it only contains the most concise physical models. The mathematical beauty in it reminds Lu Aiai of the elegance of e=mc2.

Yang Changshuo said: "There is a problem with the author of this paper. His identity is a bit special, which makes it difficult for people to accept it with confidence. Even though it was published in the Peking University Journal, I had to use some connections."

"What's wrong? What's wrong with his identity?"

A scene popped into Lu Aiai's mind: prisoners squatting in a dark jail, writing down one exquisite equation after another on paper.

Only this kind of identity would make people have reservations, right?

Yang Changshuo shook his head, seemingly wanting to keep him in suspense: "When the time is right, I'd like to introduce him to you. You two young people will surely have a lot in common."

This statement contained a great deal of information, causing Lu Aiai to sit up straight.

"Introduce him to me? Is this person also in Beijing? A young man? He's not very old?"

Lu Aiai was very surprised. She thought Bai Yujing was an old scholar, or at least a middle-aged man in his prime.

Yang Changshuo smiled and said, "He's not much older than you, and like you, he's a genius."

Lu Aiai didn't speak. She placed her hands on her knees, sat upright, and had a serious and solemn expression, looking quite dignified.

She had never seen a younger, more brilliant genius than herself, and the fact that this so-called young man could receive such praise from Yang Changshuo made her feel slightly uneasy...

I'm not convinced.

The professor's wife walked over and said sternly, "You two, one old and one young, never stop talking about academic topics. If you don't eat soon, the food will get cold! How can you do academic work on an empty stomach?"

When the teacher's wife gets angry, no one can handle it. Yang Changshuo and Lu Aiai quickly and obediently picked up their chopsticks. Both of them praised the teacher's wife's cooking skills and were full of compliments.

"Ai'ai, you just mentioned that you met a guy? Would you like to bring him home so we can meet him?" the teacher's wife asked with a smile.

Lu Aiai quickly shook her head: "You've misunderstood. I just met that person. We're not even friends yet."

“We can be friends even if we’re not,” the teacher’s wife said. “Have you considered developing a romantic relationship? Have you thought about when to get married? How many children do you want?”

“…You’re being too impatient,” Yang Changshuo said, somewhat displeased. “Lu Ai’ai isn’t that age yet.”

"She's already 22. In our generation, people would be starting to talk about marriage at this age."

"Times have changed. These days, who gets married before 25? People don't even think about getting married until they're over 30."

Lu Aiai lowered her head and remained silent.

That's how my teacher's wife is; her thoughts only take such a leap when talking about gossip. Once she meets a man, she's already thinking about the name of her child.

In fact, when she was young, Professor's wife was also a talented woman, just like Lu Aiai, and she also did scientific research.

But as time went by, she gradually lost her strength in academics, and now she just cooks every day, enjoys her grandchildren, and focuses her happiness on her family, having been estranged from the academic circle for a long time.

To be honest, Lu Aiai didn't want to become like this.

She didn't find any joy in life. Her joy lay entirely in her soaring thoughts and rigorous science.

"Your classmate, is her name Yan Yiting or something? Did she get married recently?" The teacher's wife's question brought her back to reality.

Hearing the name "Yan Yiting" made Lu Aiai feel even more uncomfortable.

"Yes." She nodded and lowered her head to eat her rice.

Yang Changshuo remained silent, simply eating his meal quietly.

Yan Yiting was not only Lu Aiai's classmate, but also her roommate; the two used to live in the same dormitory.

Now that Yan Yiting is married and has moved out, Lu Aiai lives alone.

However, for Lu Aiai, Yan Yiting's identity was not just that of a roommate.

About eight or nine years ago, Lu Aiai was admitted to Peking University for the first time, becoming the youngest student in the university's history. At the same time, the question of "how to take care of her daily life" was also placed in front of everyone.

She was too young to take care of herself, let alone live and study in the bustling Kyoto University.

University Town, a university is a city, and a child of ten years old is far from being able to balance life and study here.

Many child prodigies eventually fail, and this is why they often become modern-day versions of the tragic story of Zhong Yong.

Although their intelligence has surpassed their age, their life experience is not yet sufficient to adapt to life beyond their age stage.

Initially, the school made a special exception to allow Lu Ai'ai's parents to come to the school to take care of her, and also provided her mother with a job as a school janitor.

However, her mother went back home after only a few days at work, saying she wasn't used to life in Beijing.

After much discussion and deliberation, those at the school who care about Lu Aiai finally decided:

Among Lu Aiai's classmates, a "life committee member" was selected by volunteers to take care of Lu Aiai's daily life.

Eight years have passed, and Lu Aiai's identity and life have undergone tremendous changes. She has moved from the student dormitory to the faculty dormitory, but the "life committee member" system has not changed.

Because she has not yet learned any life skills.

Cooking rice can burn down the kitchen, driving a car can land it in a tree, and without help, you can't even find your own clothes.

So for the past eight years, her "life committee member" has changed time and again, almost becoming a tradition that remains unchanged.

Yan Yiting was her last life committee member and the person who accompanied her the longest. When Yan Yiting "left office," Yang Changshuo wanted to use his connections to find someone else to take care of her, but Lu Aiai refused.

It's unclear what Yan Yiting said to her before leaving, or what kind of shock it caused, but she said she wanted to learn to take care of herself and refused to have a life committee member sent again.

Half a month has passed, and no one knows how Lu Aiai's daily life is going on, but her dressing style is getting more and more out of control.

Often, they would just wear whatever they could find underneath (often a chaotic mix), and then cover themselves with a lab coat.

She has a slender figure and elegant and dignified appearance. When she dresses like this, she sometimes has a unique charm, so she doesn't make a fool of herself.

But Yang Changshuo, who watched her grow up, naturally felt a little sorry for her.

The teacher's wife wanted to find her a boyfriend for the same reason—it would be wonderful if someone who liked her could take care of her.

Even if the other party's conditions are not good, it doesn't matter. Once Lu Aiai's teaching position is stable, she will still have 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a month, which is enough for her to choose any husband she wants.

"It's too early to talk about marriage. Let me introduce you to Bai Yujing instead," Yang Changshuo said. "When do you have time to meet him?"

Lu Aiai said blankly, "Sure. I'm available anytime."

"Then I'll ask for you." Yang Changshuo took out his phone.

The teacher's wife frowned slightly, and the two of them had a tug-of-war under the table for a while. Only after Lu Ai'ai finished her meal and said goodbye did she finally start to sulk and say:

"Why are you so stubborn? Can't we discuss academic matters at any time? Right now, the most important thing is Ai'ai's wedding."

Yang Changshuo looked down at his phone and chatted with "Bai Yujing": "What do you know? My purpose is not that simple."

His wife leaned closer to look at his phone screen: "What's wrong? Are you trying to set up Lu Aiai and Bai Yujing?"

"Hehe, you can't say that."

The teacher's wife, hands on her hips, said, "You're just so stubborn. You insist on arranging marriages according to your own ideas. Can't people be allowed to choose their own partners?"

After saying that, she sighed and said, "Look, Ai'ai has dark circles under her eyes again. She must still be having some difficulties in life. Otherwise, why would she be sleep-deprived? If you ask me, I shouldn't have introduced her to a science and engineering guy. I should have found a gentle, considerate, and caring liberal arts guy instead."

"That's all prejudice. Who says liberal arts guys are necessarily gentle?"

"I don't know if liberal arts guys are gentle or not, but I've met you, and I know you have no sense of romance at all and don't know how to take care of people. We've been married for over twenty years, and I'm the one who's been taking care of you!"

“Hey, let’s not talk about that anymore,” Yang Changshuo waved his hand. “You don’t know how significant it would be if Bai Yujing and Lu Aiai got together…”

……

At this time, Bai Yujing was fast asleep at home. At noon, when the sun was high in the sky, he suddenly woke up groggily, got up amidst the mess in the house, and looked around for water to drink.