A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1483 Happy Life VS. See You Again

This is about my own grandson; I can't be careless.

Zhuang Zhoucheng, with a cold face, didn't answer but asked instead, "Want to eat more?"

"Eat." Huo Yan stopped talking, slightly dissatisfied with Zhuang Zhoucheng's indifferent attitude. Couldn't he at least care about what she was saying?

Zhuang Zhoucheng took a sip of the soup, which had already cooled down a bit. He reached out and took the soup bowl from Huo Yan. Huo Yan glanced at it but didn't say anything, continuing to eat her own soup. Zhuang Zhoucheng finished the soup in Huo Yan's bowl, then went into the kitchen and refilled it with a warm bowl, placing it in front of her.

Huo Yan looked up at him, puzzled. "Was the soup delicious today?"

"It's alright." Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't explain further. Generally speaking, this man always does more with his hands than with his words.

"Then you should drink it all," Huo Yan said, pushing the bottle towards him.

Zhuang Zhoucheng got up and sat down next to Huo Yan, draping his arm over the back of the chair she was sitting on. "When did you get your hair permed?"

"Hmm? I need a neat hairstyle for an event this morning, so I don't look bad in the photos," Huo Yan replied. After a while, she turned to ask, "Does it look good?"

"It's alright." That was the same answer again.

Huo Yan's eyelids twitched. "So it's just average? If you think it's just average, why are you asking?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at Huo Yan with eyes full of affection. After living together for decades, his gaze towards her was still filled with the same deep love he had at the beginning.

"Don't go to those events anymore. It's better to lose friends who are exploiting their friends," Zhuang Zhoucheng said after a long pause.

Huo Yan nodded slowly. "According to your logic, merchants also benefit from each other, and if there is no value to be gained from each other, there is no need for them to do business, right?"

"Isn't that right?" Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly chuckled. "You see things very clearly."

"Hmm, so you don't have any friends. I was thinking, if your second, third, and fourth brothers' businesses ever go downhill, will you... also seek other allies?" Huo Yan turned her head, looking at him with a grin, "Are you angry?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng ruffled her hair. "Don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Huo Yan smiled at him, "How do you think we should communicate with Mu Ning? I never thought it would be difficult to communicate with this child before."

"Don't worry so much, it's all normal," Zhuang Zhoucheng said with a smile. "Have some soup, it'll get cold again."

"Ah."

After the two finished their meal, Huo Yan rushed to call her eldest son. After hanging up with her eldest son, she called her second son, while Zhuang Zhoucheng waited behind her.

"You shouldn't worry about things for a day. They're all grown up now. If you talk to them too much, they won't appreciate it, understand?" Zhuang Zhoucheng sighed. Who could listen to this nagging when they were young? She calls her son more often than her daughter-in-law. It's only because the children are sensible and don't think she's being nosy.

"Yes, you too. Don't keep nagging me. No matter how much you say, I won't listen. So, Mr. Zhuang, just focus on being a good person, okay?" Huo Yan turned around and replied.

Helpless, Zhuang Zhoucheng asked Huo Yan to call Zhuang Shijue and ask when he would be back. He had been wandering around for days and was not at home. She suggested that he should just move out so that she wouldn't have to worry about him all the time.

Zhuang Shijue was happy, wanting to move out and live alone, which would be great. But before he could agree, Huo Yan went back on her word, which was exactly what that brat wanted.

*

Mu Ning continued attending classes as usual. The semester was about to end, and thankfully her grades had improved; otherwise, her teachers and classmates would have looked down on her.

Mu Ning's impression of Professor Zhang was mixed. Some say first impressions are important, but when Mu Ning saw Professor Zhang again, she was never as amazed as she had been at first sight. No matter how handsome or dashing Professor Zhang was, he left a shadow in her heart. To the point that all that remained in her mind of this handsome male teacher was his fierceness.

After handing in his final paper, he walked out of the classroom with his head down.

Professor Zhang called out to her from behind: "Mu Ning, wait a moment."

Mu Ning stopped, immediately forcing herself to stay alert, "Professor, what is it?"

"Prepare for your trial lecture next week. Your students are Arab students, so prepare well and do your homework," Professor Zhang said, patting her on the shoulder.

"Oh……"

She got a chance to give a trial lecture?! She actually got a chance to give a trial lecture?! Oh my god…

"Is that all the reaction you're going to get?" Zhang Zhe laughed.

Zhang Zhe in class and Zhang Zhe outside of class are completely different; their personalities are like two different people. Mu Ning looked at Zhang Zhe, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, I will prepare well, thank you Professor Zhang!" Mu Ning bowed.

"Go ahead, don't make it seem like I'm making things difficult for you," Zhang Zhe laughed.

Mu Ning bowed again and then left, saying, "Goodbye, teacher."

Mu Ning hurried away, her mind preoccupied with her trial lesson next week. Arab students? Her major was Teaching Chinese as a Foreign Language, but the only foreign language she knew was English for communication; the others... well, that was about it.

It's a bit of a headache. You have to brush up on your knowledge of the students' home countries to build rapport. You need to know basic Arabic knowledge, be familiar with the country and its people, what they produce, and what their general customs are like—you never know when that might be needed in class.

Mu Ning had seen other students' trial lectures, and all sorts of unexpected situations arose in the classroom. Any problem could arise, so there was a lot more to prepare than just teaching.

I wasn't looking where I was going and bumped into someone. I quickly stepped back, saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"It's ok."

The two looked up at the same time and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? It's you?"

Mu Ning was surprised. This young mother was really...

"You don't have a friend who's a teacher, do you?" Mu Ning asked first. What a coincidence! Such a connection was truly delightful.

"Hehe, yeah, how did you know?" the young woman asked in surprise.

Mu Ning smiled, "Wow, what a coincidence! I'm a student at Peking University. Who are you looking for? I can tell you how to get there. The new campus is quite big; it's easy to get lost if you haven't been here before."

"Where is the office of the Department of Economics and Management?" the woman asked immediately.

"The Department of Management, I think it's in the No. 3 Experiment Building. Go this way, past the No. 4 Teaching Building, and the Experiment Building is right behind it. It should be easy to find," Mu Ning said, gesturing.

"Okay, thank you, but how do I get to Building 4?" the woman asked awkwardly.

Mu Ning recalled her first day at work; yes, it was indeed difficult to find. "I'll take you there."

"Are you alright? Don't you need to go home first?" the woman asked hesitantly.

Mu Ning shrugged, "It'll only be a little while, it's okay."

Mu Ning led the people to the laboratory building. This world is sometimes really small. Unexpectedly, the person this young woman was looking for was actually Teacher Su, who was Professor Zhang's girlfriend.