Wild School Boy Was Picked Up And Brought Home By His Professor Chapter 13

Lin Yi blinked thoughtfully, then suddenly blurted out, “No, you should be called ‘Father-in-law’ instead.”

Shen Beidao paused slightly, then a gentle smile spread across his eyes.

Setting aside the title for now, Shen Beidao thought: Is this little guy already considering ‘marrying’ me and bringing me home?

It turns out he thinks even further ahead than I do.

Shen Beidao’s voice was indulgent. “Mm.”

He paused, then deliberately teased him, “However, I still think calling me ‘Father-in-law’ is more intimate.”

“Oh, please.” Lin Yi lifted his chin, a hint of small pride in his voice. “My family definitely wants me to bring a wife home; they won’t allow me to marry into another family name.”

Shen Beidao looked into his eyes, his tone gentle. “Then are your family supportive of two men dating?”

Lin Yi suddenly stopped walking, bit his lip, then waved his hand, speaking in a relaxed tone, “Of course. My family never interferes with my life.”

However, the slight flicker in his eyes and the momentary hesitation did not escape Shen Beidao’s keen observation.

Shen Beidao recalled the angry and painful phone call from the night before, saved under the contact name [Mom]. He shouldn’t expose this white lie.

Shen Beidao said, “Mm, very open-minded parents.”

“What about you? You said you don’t like women or men…”

Lin Yi walked half a step ahead, swinging his arm, glancing back out of the corner of his eye. “Your parents probably don’t know you have a boyfriend, right?”

“They live in Germany year-round, so there’s a time difference. We have a fixed call once a week.”

Shen Beidao stated calmly, his gaze fixed on Lin Yi. “But I go to see them every six months. If you have time then, I’d like to take you to meet them.”

“…….” Lin Yi hadn’t expected Shen Beidao to consider meeting the parents so directly. He instantly felt the surrounding air grow hot.

He forced himself to remain calm, adopting a ‘I’ll think about it’ demeanor. “…….That depends on whether my dad approves of you, his future daughter-in-law, first!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, both of them froze.

Unknowingly, they had already talked about marriage, yet they had only known each other for a few days.

A subtle atmosphere flowed silently between them, and Lin Yi’s ears quietly turned red.

“I’m here.” Lin Yi, slightly flustered, proactively ended the topic, pointing to the building behind him. “The company is on the tenth floor. Do you want to come up with me?”

“May I?” Shen Beidao cooperated by finding an excuse. “I’m graduating soon, and I was just thinking of checking out some internship environments.”

Lin Yi said, “Then let’s go! Just look around.”

This is your future ‘father-in-law’s’ family business. If you want, I could even get you an internship certificate.

But, thankfully, Xie Chun isn’t here today. If he knew about our relationship, he would definitely make things difficult for Shen Beidao.

……

Upon reaching the tenth floor, Shen Beidao waited for Lin Yi in the reception area.

A young receptionist smiled and handed him a cup of tea. “Are you here for an interview?”

“No, thank you.”

Shen Beidao politely reached out to take the paper cup, deliberately avoiding contact with the woman’s fingers. “I’m waiting for someone.”

He raised the cup and took a small sip, his gaze constantly following the figure inside the glass office.

At the same time, Lin Yi was distractedly filling out the application form for his medical examination.

He had just written the name [Lin Yi] in the name field when he looked up and saw the receptionist leaning over to talk to Shen Beidao, smiling sweetly as she held out her phone to him.

The tip of his pen suddenly slipped, leaving a mark on the paper.

Lin Yi stared as those distinctly jointed hands took the phone, watching them smile at each other, and suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

He unconsciously bit his lower lip, his fingers gripping the edge of the form until they turned white.

So Shen Beidao was this gentle with everyone.

This realization brought a sour, swelling feeling to his chest.

He suddenly remembered how Shen Beidao’s eyelashes had fluttered when he buttoned his shirt earlier, and the lingering warmth after their kiss…

Those exclusive moments of tenderness were still clearly imprinted in his memory, but now they felt diluted, no longer so unique.

The HR staff noticed he had accidentally marked the paper and thoughtfully handed him another form. “Hello, please use this one. I have an interview soon, so I’ll arrange for another HR specialist to go over the medical examination details with you shortly.”

“Mm, thank you.” He acted as if nothing had happened, lowering his head to start filling out the information.

For some reason, he couldn’t stand any ‘two-legged creature’ getting close to Shen Beidao right now.

A strange and intense desire wrapped around his heart like a vine, tightening his breathing and drawing a faint sourness onto his tongue.

A few minutes after the HR staff left, a familiar and annoying voice sounded at the door. “Oh, who is this? Isn’t this our Young Master Lin?”

Du Xiaoman pushed the door open, slammed it shut, and then pulled down the blinds on the glass wall, completely blocking Lin Yi’s view of Shen Beidao.

Lin Yi’s face darkened. He stood up to leave, but Du Xiaoman stepped sideways to block him.

“HR asked me to give you this supplementary form.” Du Xiaoman slapped a few sheets of paper onto the desk. “And they asked me to watch you fill it out. You’d better cooperate with my work.”

“What if I don’t cooperate?” Lin Yi sneered. “What, are you planning to go complain to my dad?”

“What do you think allows you to stay by his side? Do you really think he likes you?”

He leaned forward, lowering his voice, a look of mockery on his face. “You don’t know, do you? My dad used to change his bed partners every month. How long have you been with him?”

“It really was you!” Du Xiaoman suddenly became agitated, his finger nearly poking Lin Yi’s face. “Did you put someone next to him? Is that why he took someone else on this business trip instead of me!”

“Oh~ I knew it. Why else would a great figure like you condescend to come here? Turns out you were ruthlessly abandoned, huh? I thought you had some looks, you shouldn’t have been tired of after just a few weeks… It seems your mouth is just too unpleasant. Remember to brush your teeth more when you go back.”

Du Xiaoman’s face turned ashen with rage, and he started cursing. “Lin Yi, you shameless bastard! You f*ing…”

“No loud noise in the office area!”

A very magnetic male voice interrupted Du Xiaoman’s uncontrolled shouting.

At the doorway stood a man in a suit, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a serious expression.

He first gave Du Xiaoman a warning look, then turned to Lin Yi and said, “You must be the new employee, Lin Yi? Come with me to my office.”

Lin Yi recognized him as the company’s general manager whom Xie Chun had mentioned—Yu Feng, his future direct superior.

He followed Yu Feng out of the glass office. As they passed the reception area, he noticed that the receptionist girl was still standing next to Shen Beidao, practically challenging the limits of his patience from afar.

“Good day, Director Yu.”

“Good day, Director Yu.”

Employees respectfully greeted Yu Feng along the way.

“Mm.” Yu Feng nodded slightly, instructing an employee he passed, “Notify the finance department, the scheduled meeting is postponed by half an hour.”

“Yes, Director Yu.”

Lin Yi held his breath, following behind Yu Feng.

He then noticed that Director Yu was not only handsome but also had an excellent physique.

He was tall with long legs, a long, fair neck, and even the lines of the back of his head were more full and superior than average.

From the back alone, he was an impeccable handsome man.

Yu Feng pushed open the door to a private office located midway down the corridor.

Lin Yi followed him in, but the next second, he was stunned by the sight before him!

In this spacious, bright, and modernly decorated office, the smooth floor was densely covered with watermelons?!

Yes, the green-skinned, black-striped kind of large watermelons! And the quantity was astonishing!

A man in gray work clothes was squatting on the floor, holding a marker pen, writing numbers on each watermelon.

Lin Yi glanced at the closest watermelon, where the freshly written red number was [298].

Lin Yi’s mind was filled with a huge question mark: Wasn’t Xie Chun’s company involved in high-end import and export trade? Had their business now expanded to fresh agricultural products?

But… wasn’t selling only watermelons too singular? Shouldn’t they also have grapes, peaches, strawberries, and bananas?

Lin Yi was still pondering the rationality of this when he saw some watermelons marked with glaringly vulgar and direct Chinese characters—

「Fuck」

「Go to your mother」

「Hope you have no ahole」

「You’re the duck」

…

These crude and straightforward characters formed an extremely absurd contrast with Yu Feng’s elite office.

However, Yu Feng seemed completely unfazed. He even walked over to the squatting man with interest, his gaze focused on the side profile of the man writing furiously on the watermelon.

“The goods have been delivered. You can wait outside for me,” Yu Feng’s voice sounded much gentler than before. “I’ll settle the payment with you shortly.”

The man in work clothes stood up upon hearing this, looking at Lin Yi with an unfriendly gaze and obvious wariness.

When he fully turned around, Lin Yi was secretly surprised; this man had a very distinctive look.

The man had an extremely defined, mixed-race face, a high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, and thick eyebrows.

However, his skin seemed somewhat tanned, and his rolled-up arms were noticeably several shades lighter than his face and neck.

“Elite Yu, you better hurry up,” the mixed-race man said stiffly. “I’m in a rush to deliver the next batch of goods.”

“No problem.” Yu Feng responded good-naturedly, even with a hint of inexplicable flattery. “Xiao Zhou, there’s tea and snacks at the front desk. You can grab something if you’re hungry.”

The man didn’t reply, pushing the door open and leaving the office, carrying an air of indescribable resentment.

Yu Feng watched him leave, a faint smile still lingering on his lips. Only then did he turn to Lin Yi and extend his hand. “Have a seat, Lin Yi.”

“Thank you, Director Yu.” Lin Yi composed himself, shook his hand, and sat down.

“Mm, General Manager Xie asked me to look after you.”

Yu Feng’s tone was different now; he had returned to his usual efficient manner. “You officially start work tomorrow. You’ll be in the Marketing Department, which is under my unified management. I will assign you specific tasks then.”

“If you perform well during the probation period, I will apply to General Manager Xie to let you transition to full-time early…”

Yu Feng talked with Lin Yi for about ten minutes, briefly introducing the company’s core business and development direction, focusing heavily on Xie Chun’s history of struggle when founding the company.

Although Lin Yi wasn’t interested in hearing about his father’s ‘glorious years,’ he listened attentively with a professional smile, maintaining the basic etiquette of a workplace newcomer.

However, as he listened, some vague, dusty memories of his childhood seemed to be stirred.

He thought he understood why he rarely saw Xie Chun for those two or three years in elementary school.

At that time, his parents hadn’t divorced yet and maintained the appearance of a complete family. Xie Chun would occasionally come home, but always in a rush.

It turned out that was the most difficult period when his mother and Xie Chun were jointly starting their business in the United States.

His mother would still manage to come back for a few days each month to spend time with him, but Xie Chun had dedicated almost all his time and energy to work.

After the conversation ended, Lin Yi quickly walked out of Yu Feng’s office, urgently looking toward the reception area, but it was empty, and the receptionist girl was also gone.

A strange sense of loss and a deeper sourness welled up in his heart. He practically jogged toward the elevator, heading straight for the ground floor lobby.

Just as he was about to dial a number, he saw Shen Beidao walking out of the convenience store not far away, holding two bottles of the juice he usually drank.

“Where did you go?” Lin Yi hurried toward him, his tone carrying an urgency and a hint of grievance he hadn’t noticed himself.

Shen Beidao handed him a bottle of juice, his eyes gentle. “I was worried you’d be thirsty, so I bought something to drink.”

Lin Yi took the drink but didn’t open it immediately. Instead, like an alert puppy, he leaned close to Shen Beidao and sniffed his scent.

…Good, no woman’s perfume.

Lin Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Beidao seemed to be suppressing a laugh, asking knowingly.

“Huh?” He immediately frowned, looking up at Shen Beidao. “Why do you smell like smoke? You don’t smoke.”

Could it be that in the time it took him to buy a drink, he wasn’t hit on by a woman, but targeted by a man instead?

“Do I?” Shen Beidao raised his arm and sniffed his cuff. “I can’t smell it.”

Lin Yi was suspicious and challenged, “Why? I see guilt on your face.”