Half an hour later, there was a self-service hotpot restaurant in Ronghui University Town.

It was almost one o'clock, and there were not many people eating at the moment. It didn't take long for Bian Lingxi to find a parking space. After parking the car, she took Qin Fang into the hot pot restaurant.

"You can take whatever you want to eat." Bian Lingxi is not very old, but she still habitually takes care of her students. Listening to her tone, she thought she was a woman in her thirties who has better skin care.

, there were several men next to her who looked at her with their eyes wide open. Bian Lingxi felt the sizing eyes around her and frowned subconsciously.

"Thank you, Professor Bian." Strictly speaking, this class of students is Bian Lingxi's first class, and their relationship is relatively good. Qin Fang was not polite to her, picked up the plate, put a few lobsters on it, and called the waiter.

, added a small tomato pot again.

After a while, Bian Lingxi came over with two plates filled with her favorite green vegetables and some fish fillets.

"Why is there a tomato pot?"

"Professor Bian, you can't eat chili peppers." Qin Fang's face was serious, as if he was facing some major national event, and his eyebrows were furrowed, "Eating too much will make your stomach uncomfortable."

Bian Lingxi is a girl born and raised in the north, but she yearns for everything in the south. She still remembers the first time she went to Chengdu to eat hot pot, and she almost had a stomach piercing from the spicy food. Fortunately, she was lucky and met Qin Fang.

Even if she was sent to the hospital for medical treatment, otherwise her life would be lost on the road before she could see the beautiful scenery on her first trip to the south.

Later, she found out that Qin Fang was from Chengdu, with a grandma at home. His parents died early in a car accident. Fortunately, the hot pot restaurant left by his parents had a good business. Over the years, the neighbors around him took good care of the business. Slowly, Chengdu

After the tourism industry developed, their store was located right in the tourist area of ​​Kuanzhai Alley. There was an endless stream of people coming and going every day, and the business became more and more prosperous.

The hot pot she had that time happened to be Qin Fang's hot pot restaurant.

Thinking of these, Bian Lingxi couldn't help but laugh. She had really done a lot of stupid things.

"Qin Fang, if you have any grievances in your heart, just tell the teacher and I can help you solve it."

"Thank you, Professor Bian. I think I can digest it myself." Yes, I can. After all, it has been like this since childhood. He was already numb, but there is no end to the road, and he met the light of hope again.

.

In early summer, Dijing is not very hot yet, but the air is a little dry. Fortunately, the store is very considerate and provides a portable humidifier to every customer who comes in to eat hot pot. Bian Lingxi is sweating in the heat wave of hot pot.

, when there is excessive flow and your face feels dry, turn on the humidifier and spray it for a while.

The two of them looked at each other in silence, the youngest professor of Teikyo University and the student with a bright future. They both had worries in their hearts, but they both pretended to be nothing, and finished the lunch with a smile. Before leaving

, Bian Lingxi still said: "Qin Fang, only a strong heart and complete strength can gain a foothold in this society and fully get what you want. Some things really should be let go. Only by

Only when you let go can you live freely!"

The twenty-year-old boy is when he is full of youth and vitality. He has not experienced the beatings of society and still carries poetry and distance in his heart. Maybe he cannot understand the profound meaning of Professor Bian's words now, but he will still listen.

Because she is his light, the only light in his twenty years of life...

There were no classes in the afternoon, so Bian Lingxi didn't have to work. Thinking that he hadn't visited his father for a long time, he drove the car downstairs to the headquarters of Hejing Jewelry.

"Miss, are you here to see the CEO?" There were four or five security guards standing at the door, holding electric batons, standing solemnly, guarding the safety of this 32-story high-rise building. They were strictly guarded and could not relax their vigilance at all. When the security guards saw the eldest lady,

With the arrival of the new year, the smiles are a little brighter.

"Well, please pay attention to the sun and don't burn yourself in the sun."

After saying that, Bian Lingxi gave the car key to one of the security guards, walked straight into the lobby, and took the CEO's special elevator up to the 32nd floor.

Bian Lin just came back from Xi'an last week. After not going to work for a long time, his desk has piled up a mountain of documents that he needs to sign. He has been processing these documents for the past few days, and there are also more than a dozen large and small ones interspersed in between.

Meeting.

A few days ago, a set of priceless jewelry was stolen from a store in Hejing Jewelry Dijing. For this matter, Bian Lin was also impeached at the shareholders' meeting. Fortunately, there was no danger, and the police successfully caught him the next day.

At that time, the thief was about to change the jewelry into cash and run away. Fortunately, the police got the information in time and the jewelry returned to the store intact.

Bian Lingxi also knew about this, but she only saw the push message from the official account yesterday, so she thought she would come and take a look if she had nothing to do today.

Pushing open the glass door of the CEO's office, Bian Lin was still immersed in reading the documents. Maybe there was something in the documents that dissatisfied him. He frowned unconsciously and was so focused that he didn't even hear Bian Lingxi knocking on the door.

arrive.

"dad."

"Huh?" Bian Lin heard his daughter's voice and subconsciously thought he was hearing something. It wasn't until he looked up that he realized that Bian Lingxi was standing in front of his black desk, looking at him with resentful eyes.

"Dad, haven't you had lunch yet?!"

Bian Lin wanted to say that he had eaten, but he was embarrassed to lie to his daughter. After struggling for a long time, he nodded.

Bian Lingxi knew this was the case and stared at him for a long time before quickly walking into the lounge behind the president's office.

The lounge is a unique place. It is completely like a small apartment, with a kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and living room. It has everything you need. Bian Lingxi came here once when she was a child. When she grew up, she was busy with her studies and basically had no time to set foot here.

She found an apron from the cupboard, put it on her waist neatly, and hurriedly ran to open the refrigerator door. She found that there were enough things inside, so she knew that her father had not treated her badly, and her worries were relieved a lot.

She quickly found the dishes she knew how to cook in the refrigerator, took them all out, and started busy in the kitchen alone.

Cut the carrots into thin shreds of equal thickness, wash a few lettuce, and cut the green onions into small pieces. After everything is ready, add oil on the fire and tap to break the white and tender shell. The transparent liquid will gradually solidify under high temperature conditions.

The egg yolk is completely inlaid in the middle of the egg white. It doesn't take long for a sugar-filled egg to be cooked perfectly.

The boiling water next to it was also boiled. Bian Lingxi quickly put the pasta prepared in advance into the pot. After a few minutes, the pasta was soft and he picked it up. He quickly poured cold water over it and mixed it with the prepared sauce. At this time, the carrots were almost ready.

After that, pick it up and pass it through a stream of water. After everything is put on a plate, put the candied eggs aside, and a plate of cold water pasta that looks pretty good is born.

"Dad, have a try." Bian Lingxi placed the plate on Bian Lin's desk, grabbed the pen he was using to sign, and stuffed the chopsticks into his right hand, gesturing to Bian Lin to give it a try.

"Dad, don't you want to eat it?" Bian Lingxi saw that he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time and was a little anxious, "Dad, don't worry, I've made it at home and it tastes good."

Bian Lin smiled and said, "It's not that Dad dislikes your cooking skills. Dad just remembered the scene when he taught you how to cook when you were a child."

"Dad┄┄"

"We Xixi have really grown up. Not only have we become professors, we are also good at noodles." Bian Lin picked up a large chopstick and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Dad, please slow down. If it's not enough, I'll make another plate for you right away." Bian Lingxi was worried that her father wouldn't be full, and felt very distressed.

She has lived with her father since she was a child, and her father taught her many things, including this cold water pasta.

In fact, the original pasta does not need to be soaked in cold water once. This cold water pasta was a taste that Bian Lin slowly developed in order to coax her to eat noodles. I don’t know why she just likes the taste and texture of this cold water pasta.

It's chewy. Before they knew it, both father and daughter had been eating it for more than ten years.

"It's delicious. Our Xixi's cooking skills are really good. Now I don't have to worry about you not being able to eat well."

"Dad, I'm not a child anymore."

"Yes, we are not children anymore. We can fall in love and get married." Bian Lin took the napkin handed over by Bian Lingxi. He was in such a good mood that he was able to joke, as if the fatigue of the past few days was wiped away just by seeing his daughter.

And empty.

"Dad, you will tease me."

"Why, you don't have a boyfriend yet?" Bian Lin raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and thought to himself: Is that boy so inefficient?

It shouldn’t be, his military advisor is that guy Meng Fan!

"There haven't been any boys chasing us Xixi lately?"

"Ahem~" Bian Lingxi felt very embarrassed. How should she tell her father? Should it be said that your daughter is a big star, but your daughter doesn't like it, or should you say that your daughter is not very good with the opposite sex and no one is chasing her?

?

Bian Lingxi couldn't think of a perfect answer to this question, so he simply stood there like a sculpture and said nothing. For a moment, the only sound in the entire office was Bian Lin's signature. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Bian Lin spoke seriously.

: "Xixi, you need to try more. Love is actually very beautiful. Just look at your mother and me. Even after so many years, I still live in the lounge she designed, and there is still something in my heart.

Her place."

Bian Lingxi: “┄┄”

Love, should she really try?

But what if it happens again like last time? She really doesn’t want to experience that heartbreaking pain again. Her heart is too small to tolerate such great sadness!

She didn't even want her father and brother to be sad for her again.
Chapter completed!