Chapter 4 Awkward Relationship

When Shen Boyan woke up the next day, the same breakfast was still on the table.

Cheng Wenjun sat at the dining table and smiled at Shen Boyan. The sky outside the window was the same as yesterday, and the sunlight was not strong enough to fall into the room. Shen Boyan thought in a daze that time had gone back.

"Xiaoyan, come and eat." Cheng Wenjun said to him.

Shen Boyan thanked him.

None of them spoke during the meal. Shen Boyan didn't have the habit of being silent during food and sleep. He simply didn't know what to say when faced with Cheng Wenjun like this.

It shouldn't be this embarrassing.

Shen Boyan was eating, and when he thought of this, he suddenly felt unhappy.

Cheng Wenjun finished eating quickly. He put down his fork, and the silver knife and fork fell on the dinner plate with a crisp sound. Shen Boyan raised his head and glanced at him, and happened to hear him say, "I'll see you off later."

"Ah?" Shen Boyan was stunned.

Wasn't there a traffic jam yesterday? Why did he still send it?

Cheng Wenjun wiped his mouth naturally: "I registered the license plate at your school and can take you into the school."

"...Wouldn't it be too much trouble for you?" Shen Boyan was a little scared when he thought of the winding and folding roads in the school. fear.

"It doesn't matter. I'm the boss. It doesn't matter if it's a little late." Cheng Wenjun waved his hand very generously, "Just take the path you said last time." This...

Shen Boyan paused. Seeing that Cheng Wenjun was very determined, he could only reply: "Okay, thank you."

There was no traffic jam today, but Cheng Wenjun accidentally scratched his car on the side of the road in school. He insisted on parking the car under Shen Boyan's college building, and even opened the passenger door for Shen Boyan in a gentlemanly manner.

Shen Boyan didn't know what to do, so he thanked him. Cheng Wenjun looked at him and said thank you, then smiled.

"Thank you." His smile was very light, hiding in the shadow of the building, but somehow showing a sense of reluctance, "When I get off work tonight, I will pick you up."

Shen Boyan was stunned, He curled his lips and said, "Okay."

From that day on, Cheng Wenjun automatically took over the task of transporting Shen Boyan to and from work. He was like a fixed clock-in robot, appearing at the dining table every morning, sitting at opposite ends of the table from Shen Boyan.

The weather was sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, but he always had a smile on his face.

It's just that Shen Boyan is really not used to it.

And for some reason, the more Cheng Wenjun looked at him and smiled, the more he felt that Cheng Wenjun was weird.

The weirder he felt, the less he wanted to stay with Cheng Wenjun. ...

But Shen Boyan couldn't do this. He and Cheng Wenjun are married, so it is best not to run away from home at the moment.

Cheng Wenjun doesn't go home every day. After his father Cheng Shunhao left the Feijin Group's inner circle, the entire group's responsibility was placed in Cheng Wenjun's hands. Before Shen Boyan returned to China, both Shen Boxuan and Fang Youhan told him that Cheng Wenjun was really busy.

Too busy to take a break, too busy to even have a chance to contact him.

Shen Boyan believed it at that time, so he was not angry when Cheng Wenjun didn't reply to his message for a week. But after marrying Cheng Wenjun, I found that he only socialized occasionally and was not as busy as rumored.

Shen Boyan had no way of knowing whether Shen Boxuan and Fang Youhan were comforting him.

Whenever Cheng Wenjun was socializing, he would not come to pick up Shen Boyan, but would only add some gifts afterward.

Regardless of whether Shen Boyan can use those gifts or not, they must be very expensive. Shen Boyan tried to dissuade him several times, but Cheng Wenjun always followed suit.

"Now that we are married, I must at least treat you like other people treat their lovers." That's what he said, "I hope you won't be burdened, Xiaoyan."

Shen Boyan had no choice but to collect them one by one in the cloakroom. stand up.

Another morning, Shen Boyan got up.

When he pulled up the chair at the dining table and sat down, he heard Cheng Wenjun talking to him: "Are you still used to eating breakfast recently?"

"Yes." Shen Boyan nodded.

"That's good." Cheng Wenjun smiled and picked up the fork, "The breakfast in country A is like this. I thought that if you study there, you will definitely like this."

Shen Boyan let himself reveal a very shallow smile. Smiling: "Well, thank you."

"You don't have to say thank you all the time." Cheng Wenjun looked at him with raised eyebrows, "I thought we were at least friends."

At least we were friends...

Shen Boyan pursed his lips, thinking nothing. He said that, so he just responded: "Okay."

Cheng Wenjun's expression did not look satisfied. But Shen Boyan had no intention of continuing this topic, so he compromised and returned to the previous topic: "What major did you major in when you studied abroad?"

"Physics." Shen Boyan answered.

At first, he and Cheng Wenjun applied for school in the library. He was a little careless, so Cheng Wenjun helped him check one by one. After confirming that it was correct, Shen Boyan clicked the submit button in front of him.

Now, Cheng Wenjun seems to have forgotten.

"Physics?" Cheng Wenjun didn't seem that surprised. "It's really suitable for you. How are you doing there?"

"Fortunately, there are many good people in the school." Shen Boyan shook his head.

"Are you one of them?" Cheng Wenjun smiled.

"I don't count." Shen Boyan denied, but did not explain.

Cheng Wenjun felt Shen Boyan's resistance and stopped trying.

After eating, Cheng Wenjun sent Shen Boyan to work as usual. The car was parked under the college building, and Cheng Wenjun opened the door for him again.

Shen Boyan got out of the car and saw a group of students walking into the building. Following not far away was Professor Xu Ruchang. Professor Xu Ruchang looked at them and asked: "Professor Shen, good morning."

His eyes wandered between the two of them and asked curiously: "Who is this... ...Your lover?"

Before Shen Boyan could think of a reply, he saw Cheng Wenjun next to him showing a somewhat unclear expression.

He just smiled vaguely at Xu Ruchang without any explanation of their relationship.

Xu Ruchang was stunned for a moment, as if he realized that his question was inappropriate.

"We have a meeting later." He changed the subject stiffly, "I'll go first, Professor Shen."

"Go." Shen Boyan waved to him, "I'll be here in a minute."

Xu Ruchang was busy. He left in a pile.

Cheng Wenjun watched Xu Ruchang leave, then turned to Shen Boyan and said, "Xiaoyan, I'm leaving first."

"Bye bye." Shen Boyan said calmly.

The eye-catching Porsche turned a corner and turned into a side road. Shen Boyan carried his shoulder bag and squinted his eyes.

What does this mean? ...

After Shen Boyan had a meeting, he made an appointment with Qu Yuhuai, an undergraduate student who finally returned to school.

Qu Yuhuai was not late, pushed open the door of Shen Boyan's office on time, pulled out the chair in the office and sat down casually.

"Teacher Shen." He said with a smile, "What do you want from me?"

"I received your first draft." Shen Boyan clicked the mouse, "The problem is relatively big, let's talk about it together first."

Qu Yuhuai seemed to frown. Shen Boyan continued: "First of all, regarding the language processing of your entire article. Did you directly translate it from Chinese to English?"

"Yes." Qu Yuhuai nodded.

"However, your special vocabulary is wrong in many places." Shen Boyan said, "This will make you look very unskilled."

"But my English is not good." Qu Yuhuai interrupted, "Teacher, last time I wrote an email "Didn't you tell me that I had a lot of grammatical errors?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you translate," Shen Boyan glanced at him, "But at least you should compare it with other documents and change some professional terms."

"Also, are the horizontal and vertical coordinates of the pictures you put in the article wrong? The units are microns, not nanometers. You'd better check all the pictures again."

Qu Yuhuai looked at the computer screen and said nothing.

"These... are all problems with format and expression." Shen Boyan didn't bother to care about him, "I looked at your first draft and didn't see a logic that can connect all the results. The whole article is very organized. It's confusing. Go back and sort out the logic and put it in order."

Qu Yuhuai's expression became a little ugly: "But Teacher Shen, this is my first time writing a paper and I don't understand this.

" Shen Boyan replied calmly, "I have marked the revision comments in your paper, and I have explained some problematic areas."

"...Good teacher." Qu Yuhuai curled his lips and looked. I still feel unhappy.

"Give me the next version of the manuscript in one week." Shen Boyan said.

He expected that Qu Yuhuai would probably procrastinate as before, so he emphasized: "Remember to be on time. Moreover, you have not participated in the experiment much in the past few months, and Zhao Yixun did the final finishing work himself. Like this The behavior is inappropriate. The author of the article is ranked according to his contribution."

He paused: "I hope you... can pay attention to this aspect."

Qu Yuhuai moved his lips and said nothing in the end.

He stood up, said perfunctory "Goodbye, teacher", and turned around and left.

After Shen Boyan heard the slamming of the door, he couldn't help but regret letting this person come to their group.

He had just joined the job at the time and knew nothing about taking care of students. This man acted very attentive and serious at first, but when he really started working, he looked like a slut.

Shen Boyan had a hunch that if he didn't handle it well, this person might bring him more trouble.

It's not that I'm particularly sad, it's just a little annoying.

Cheng Wenjun didn't come to pick him up in the evening. It was said that he was going to attend an auction. After Shen Boyan returned home alone, he had just finished taking a shower when he heard the sound of Cheng Wenjun opening the door.

He stood in the living room and saw Cheng Wenjun, in a suit and leather shoes, walking in with a happy face.

Cheng Wenjun's hair was held up by hairspray, revealing his eyebrows. His brow bones are deep like those of Westerners, and his eyebrows are also thick black and sharp. But the slightly drooped ends of his eyes and the not-too-sharp bridge of his nose make his temperament look much softer and innocent.

He looked at Shen Boyan and smiled, the corners of his lips curling up.

"I brought something for you." He raised a red velvet box in his hand, "Xiaoyan, come and take a look."

Shen Boyan felt something in his heart when he saw the high-quality box surface. bad feeling.

He stood there and asked, "What is this?"

When Cheng Wenjun saw that he was not moving, he raised his eyebrows and stepped forward, his leather shoes making a squeaking sound on the wooden floor.

"Broch bought at auction." He still had the same smile.

The smell mixed with some kind of hotel fragrance and the smell of alcohol lightly enveloped him. Shen Boyan felt a little uncomfortable and took a step back: "It's too valuable, I can't accept it."

"It was specially taken for you." Cheng Wenjun took his hand forcefully, "Xiaoyan, this is our common property."

Shen Boyan wanted to refuse, but Cheng Wenjun was very strong and thrust the box into his hand without refusal.

"Be obedient." Cheng Wenjun said softly, "We are getting married."

After he said that, he patted Shen Boyan on the shoulder pretending to be affectionate, and then turned back to the entrance to change out of his leather shoes.

Shen Boyan squeezed the soft red velvet box tightly.