Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 521: Oblivious to Romance?

Chapter 521: Chapter 521: Oblivious to Romance?

Professor Lin sighed helplessly and softened his voice, "I’m not looking down on your family or anything; it’s just that since I don’t know them, we can’t just carelessly bring strangers into our home."

After speaking, he didn’t want to listen to Luo Shuxiu’s explanation, nor did he want to know who that female classmate was. Professor Lin had to teach tomorrow, and with all the noise at home, he left, feeling irritated.

After a day full of classes, when evening came and he lay in bed, several girls were still chattering away.

They were talking about Professor Lin Han, who had taught them that day.

"I’ve never met a teacher with such poise and such profound knowledge before."

"Not only is he knowledgeable, but he is also so well-mannered, and so tall and..."

College students of that era were still rather reserved.

Shen Kexin originally wanted to say he was tall and good-looking, but because she was too embarrassed, she swallowed the rest of her words.

"I feel the same, being his student is truly a great fortune."

Bian Haiying spoke with a trembling voice, her words carrying a double meaning.

Adoration and admiration filled Bian Haiying’s eyes.

What to do, she was in love.

She had fallen for Professor Lin Han at first sight.

His voice was filled with magnetism.

He stood tall with an elegant demeanor.

He was so handsome, so talented, she couldn’t see anyone else but him.

Song Yunuan glanced over.

Her gaze landed on Bian Haiying’s face.

Bian Haiying was pretty, especially her peachy eyes which looked very amorous.

At that moment, her eyes were filled with infatuation and longing.

Infatuated with Professor Lin?

Longing for what, to marry him?

Song Yunuan said, "Professor Lin is in his thirties. If a man his age isn’t married, he probably already has a wife and children."

Bian Haiying glared at Song Yunuan, her eyes flashing with intense jealousy.

However, she quickly suppressed it.

Her family background was good, and she was a local, she had some insights.

In terms of what Song Yunuan wore and used, they were all top quality, some of which she had never seen before.

Whether one is wealthy can be seen from their appearance and demeanor.

Jealousy lay hidden in her heart, not to be revealed.

But she still said, "Hey Song Yunuan, can’t you stop throwing cold water on us? We’re all happily chatting away about harmless things, why do you have to be so serious? Don’t be such a killjoy."

Shen Kexin also said with a smile, "That’s right, that’s right, we’re just talking among ourselves in the dorm, we won’t speak recklessly outside."

Chen Aijuan, who was reading a book, commented, "I think Little Nuan’s analysis is correct. How could Professor Lin, with such good prospects, be single at his age?"

There was a dreamy tone in Bian Haiying’s voice, "Maybe he’s just waiting for someone he loves. Love is so beautiful, like clouds wrapped in sugar in the sky, like the gentle breeze of spring, and like the dew in the summer morning. For two people in love to be together, that’s the happiest thing in the world. A talented person like Professor Lin, who can recite ancient poetry effortlessly, must also be waiting for that one person to spend his life with until death do them part."

Song Yunuan threw cold water on the conversation again, "No matter how talented he is, he’s still a man. Marriage and love don’t necessarily relate to each other for men."

Bian Haiying glared at Song Yunuan, "You speak as if you understand so much. Have you ever been in a relationship?"

Song Yunuan immediately retorted, "I haven’t flown a plane, but that doesn’t stop me from knowing they’re meant to fly in the sky."

Bian Haiying: ...

Annoyed, she turned over and stopped talking.

Thus, the unromantic Song Yunuan successfully brought the conversation to an end.

However, study tasks were also pressing; Chen Aijuan was reading while talking.

Shen Kexin also picked up a book.

After calming down, Bian Haiying stopped thinking about Song Yunuan’s words, her mind filled with the gallant image of Professor Lin.

Especially the composure he had that younger men lacked, that was the most charming part.

But she wouldn’t speak about these things; she wanted to avoid another confrontation with that damned Song Yunuan.

Finding everyone else absorbed in their books, Song Yunuan had no choice but to pull out a book herself. It was on physical science; she chose it as an elective, hoping it might even lead to an internship at the little brother’s research base.

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The next day in class, Song Yunuan noticed a somewhat familiar face she hadn’t quite gotten to know yet.

Qian Anna.

Upon entering, she introduced herself, saying her name was Qian Anna, the new guidance counselor. She told everyone they could come to her with any issues and left her office phone number and location.

Then came roll call and getting to know the students.

Nothing unusual happened when her name, Song Yunuan, was called.

But the look Qian Anna gave her was particularly meaningful.

Song Yunuan almost laughed.

However, she didn’t think Qian Anna had come to this school specifically because of her.

Without a doubt, her grandmother Qu Limei was responsible for this predicament.

Forcing her to leave the place where she had been interning.

After all, that institution had extremely high standards, not tolerating even the slightest flaw.

But for Qian Anna, becoming a university counselor might be the best arrangement.

Considering she was only a bachelor graduate, being able to counsel these proud students spoke volumes.

After roll call, they essentially knew each other.

Then Qian Anna explained the scope of her duties.

She emphasized that if anyone needed something, they must inform her first.

They couldn’t leave campus during class times without permission.

Keep the dormitory tidy.

Maintain good relationships and unity with classmates, and she informed everyone about various clubs such as the literature and art societies, encouraging everyone to participate enthusiastically.

After finishing, she gracefully walked out.

Song Yunuan mulled over the need to carve out a "green path" for herself.

If she had to leave during class and needed to ask for permission, she didn’t need to think twice about it—it was certain Qian Anna would make things difficult and start asking all sorts of questions with an air of importance.

Before Song Yunuan could do anything, the branch secretary from the school’s youth league came looking for her.

Once they were somewhere private, Secretary Zhao cheerfully said, "Go to the principal’s office, there’s something you need to take care of."

So Song Yunuan met with Principal Xu.

Principal Xu also met the legendary Song Yunuan.

This was Xia Xindong’s niece.

To his knowledge, it was this young lady who had managed to send the former employee, Shangguan Yunqi, to jail.

Before him was a well-behaved and pretty young lady.

How could she have such a powerful impact?

He also knew about the two companies she owned.

The one that had retrieved a large amount of gold for the nation was led by her.

Now they were starting to trade food.

Indeed, you can’t judge a person by appearance or the sea by its breadth.

The higher-ups had instructed him to give special care to Song Yunuan, but not to make it obvious, to avoid attracting unnecessary trouble for her.

He produced a document: "This is a pass we’ve made for you. If you have matters to attend to, you can leave without asking for permission."

Song Yunuan took the document; it must have been especially arranged for her.

Probably the higher-ups had mentioned it to Principal Xu.

Song Yunuan thanked him politely and, recalling the rules and disciplines Qian Anna specifically underscored, asked, "Does this mean I don’t need to ask for leave from our counselor Qian, either?"