() Wu Zhengchun found that both of his nannies had run away and didn't know where they had gone, so he was stunned and walked to the conference hall alone.

When he was about to walk to the elevator, he met Jun Ye who was walking towards him.

The two of them face to face. Wu Zhengchun found that he had hiccupped for no reason.

Jun Ye’s aura is so strong that it makes people at a loss.

"Hello, Professor Wu." Jun Ye greeted him first.

Wu Zhengchun adjusted his voice: "Hello, Mr. Lu."

"Are you going to the conference hall?"

"Yes."

The two people rushed into the elevator with the flow of people. The elevator slowly rose up. There were many people in the elevator. Wu Zhengchun could only be almost next to Jun Ye. He could smell the smell of Jun Ye, which was fresh and not greasy at all. There seemed to be a smell in it.

After careful smelling it, it was a bit like a woman's perfume. Wu Zhengchun said something indifferent: "Does Mr. Lu have a woman?"

Jun Ye turned his head, looked at his face with a calm look, and said, "I have been married for many years."

"Yes!" Wu Zhengchun almost screamed, then said as if he was frustrated, "I'm not married yet."

"Does Professor Wu have no partner?"

"There is one. Her name is Yan Zi, and she is a reporter from the Southern News Agency." Wu Zhengchun unknowingly, he talked enthusiastically with Jun Ye, "I am pursuing her passionately, but no one thinks we may be together."

"Why?"

In the eyes of those who know Jun Ye, Jun Ye actually cares if other people’s love is too shocking.

"Because, because I have a little different age than her, she is much younger than me. She has just graduated, and I have worked for many years." Wu Zhengchun said.

"Age is not a problem," said Jun Ye, "knowing about love is not linked to age."

Wu Zhengchun turned his head, looked at Jun Ye very hard, and said wonderful: "Mr. Lu, you don't look like you in your heart at all."

“Where is not like it?”

"You look like a kind and enthusiastic Santa Claus. I mean, you can listen to others."

Jun Ye's mouth bent: "In my opinion, Professor Wu's heart and appearance are exactly the same."

"Is that true?" Wu Zhengchun pulled his tie, feeling quite proud. Not everyone can be praised by others as being consistent in his words.

Jun Ye said: "Professor Wu is a very pertinent and honest person, regardless of appearance or heart."

Personable and honest? Wu Zhengchun suddenly felt confused about the praise Jun Ye gave him.

After the elevator door opened, Wu Zhengchun and Jun Ye walked out one after another.

At the entrance of the conference hall, the waiter opened the door for them after seeing them coming. There was a structure similar to the lecture hall. Therefore, when they walked in, because there was not all the people, they did not attract much attention. The two of them walked to the back seat and sat down.

When he sat down, Wu Zhengchun looked at the following table and said, "It has been delayed a lot of time."

"Have Professor Wu been to neurosurgery?"

"I've been there." Wu Zhengchun probably forgot what Zhou Sichen said to him at this moment, and talked to Jun Ye without reservation. "Is Mr. Lu familiar with the neurosurgery here?"

"I can't say that I am familiar with it. I only know one professor here, Professor Tan." Jun Ye replied.

"Professor Tan, I know. I have seen his surgery, which is very appropriate." Wu Zhengchun is actually always rude in his words, so this is why he doesn't like to interact with people, because he is not good at socializing and speaks very straightforwardly.

No wonder Jun Ye said that he was consistent in his appearance, dressed up in a very conceited manner, and was just as conceited as he spoke and acted, and was a conceited elite.

In Jun Ye's opinion, there is nothing wrong with being a doctor. Especially when you are a doctor, you don't have a little conceit, and it is really difficult to make any breakthroughs in academic research. Doctors who perform surgery need to be more conceited and confident, otherwise they will not even have the courage to perform surgery on patients.

"Your son is my student." Wu Zhengchun's words suddenly came out. If Zhou Sichen was present, he would definitely be fainted by the thunder on the spot.

Jun Ye was calm and calm, crossed his hands and placed them on his slightly raised legs: "Where did Professor Wu hear about it? Why don't I know?"

"Anyway, someone told me." Wu Zhengchun did not offer Zhou Zhou.

"So, Professor Wu tells me now, what do you want?"

Wu Zhengchun suddenly ejaculated at Jun Ye, and was really shocked. This man was so surprised. He laughed dryly, and Wu Zhengchun said: "I don't like playing hide-and-seek with others. Moreover, I just smelled the perfume on Mr. Lu, so I didn't feel annoyed. If Mr. Lu wanted me to see Mrs. Lu, I was a little interested in seeing him."

"Want to see my wife?" Jun Ye's cold and arrogant eyes did not change.

For a moment, Wu Zhengchun almost thought that Zhou Sichen had lied to him. Jun Ye’s wife was sick, so Jun Ye looked for him Wu Zhengchun. Jun Ye’s eyes clearly said: You kid, dare you, want to see my wife?!

"No, this--" Wu Zhengchun shrank in fear and went into the chair.

"It's okay, you want to see my wife, but my wife is not shameful. I'll introduce it to you later."

Wu Zhengchun instantly became a frozen man.

Did he hear it wrong?

Jun Ye said, "Let's go to my house for dinner tonight. Since Professor Wu has said that your student is my son, it is also etiquette for my father to invite the teacher to dinner at home."

"Mr. Lu, don't be so polite-" Wu Zhengchun sweated.

"You're welcome. Tonight, my son will cook and entertain the teacher."

In one word, Jun Ye set up the task of Xiao Baozi tonight.

So not long after, Xiao Baozi and Bai Lu's sister received a message from their parents: Go home tonight, Xiao Baozi will cook and receive Teacher Wu.

When Sister Bai Lu saw this text message, she continued to slide down her cell phone from her hand in a hurry.

Gao Dashuai was watching the show: "Sister-in-law, who will buy vegetables tonight?"

"Who buys vegetables? Originally-" She originally bought all the vegetables before going out. However, they only bought them according to the portions of her and Jun Ye. Now they can't buy too much, and she has learned to be smart. She bought too much and cooked too many vegetables. The house opposite came to eat with shamelessness, which is called not wasting food.

Now that the plan has changed, the most important VIP is going to her house for dinner. Is she rushing back to buy vegetables? Or continue to protect her husband and son here?

"It's okay, I thought of who to buy vegetables!" Sister Bai Lu calmed down, picked up her cell phone and called a string of numbers.

No, Master Yao’s voice came from the opposite side: “Bai Lu, why did you call me? Have you quarreled with your husband?”

"Have I ever had a fight with my husband?" Bai Lu said bluntly.

"I won't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. I should hang up your phone." Mr. Yao had a bad intuition in his heart, "Anyway, you will only come to me for trivial matters."

"That's right. Someone came to my house for dinner tonight. I didn't have time to buy vegetables. Please help me go to the vegetable market. Buy some fish, shrimp, etc., so it's not too bad."

"What?" Mr. Yao's scream of surprise was like killing a pig, "When did I become your nanny? Can't you ask Lu Jun to buy vegetables? Anyway, he often goes to the vegetable market."

"Are you embarrassed? Yao Ziye! I have been using my family's meals for more than ten years. Now I ask you to buy some vegetables, but you dare to say that I asked my husband to buy them!"

Sister Bai Lu's Gao Batu successfully knocked Master Yao out of voice.

After a long time, Master Yao's miserable voice came: "I'm always responsible for washing dishes at your house after I finish my meal."

"Do you pay for washing dishes? You have been eating my royal grain for more than ten years, but you don't count the money for food?"

A housewife like Bai Lu, who is definitely a failure to calculate family expenses. Mr. Yao knew each other and raised his hand to surrender: "Okay, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"What Lu Jun and I want to eat have already been bought."

"I've bought it, and I'll call me?"

"Didn't I say this? Some guests are coming."

"What guest? What does he like to eat?"

"Wu Zhengchun. I really don't know what he likes to eat."

When he heard the words Wu Zhengchun, all the joking tone of Master Yao was gone.

"Is it true?" Mr. Yao asked.

"The text message sent by Mr. Lu. Do you think he will joke?" Bai Lu said.

Jun Ye may be joking, but it is related to his wife's life, how could Jun Ye joke?

Mr. Yao admired Jun Ye so much that he was so impressed by this: "As long as Jun Lu himself takes action, there is really nothing he can't do."

"Now, it's all up to you. Go buy groceries, and my son will cook tonight."

"So, I have to call Zhengzheng first to discuss it."

"You call." Bai Lu hung up the phone readily.

Mr. Yao felt that she was getting more and more happy now, as if she had never been sick. This kind of mentality was good. Not every patient could have the mentality of her. Fang Min said that Sister Bai Lu was a heart that was so strong that she was indestructible.

When he called the bun, his son was beside him. Luo Luo sat on the chair and stared at him every move. Master Yao could hardly bear to see him, so he waved to his son: "Go—"

"I'll watch you don't bully him," said Lolo.

Mr. Yao glared: "Can I bully him? Don't talk about yourself?"

Lolo's little fingers hooked his ears, but he didn't move at all anyway.

The phone was connected. Mr. Yao couldn't use both ways and turned around and talked to Baozi intently: "Zhengzheng, your mother asked me to help buy vegetables. Have you ever thought about what vegetables to buy? You are easier to cook? What does your teacher like to eat?"

Lu Zheng is still a little sure of his cooking skills, but he is really unpredictable about Wu Zhengchun's taste. Wu Zhengchun is a person who is very picky in all aspects of life details, so picky that he is almost indescribable.

When I had a meal with Wu Zhengchun, Wu Zhengchun never said the word "delicious". The only time was that I didn't know it was a dish made by Du Yuxin, but said that buckwheat noodles were delicious.

Perhaps because this thought flashed, Lu Zheng said: "Uncle Yao, I know who should I ask, wait and I will give you news."

"Okay." Mr. Yao agreed simply and neatly.
To be continued...