As they conversed, Wen Yan emerged.

Seeing the uncontrollable smile on his face, Jiang Zhou sensed the matter was likely resolved and hurried to greet him, “How did it go? Is it done?”

Wen Yan blushed and replied, “Of course, it’s done!”

Jiang Zhou immediately praised, “My wife is awesome!”

Lu Heng clicked his tongue and thought sadly, ‘Why are people so different with others?’

When he traveled through time for the first time, not only did he made Jiang Zhou’s family a mess and went bankrupt, but he also didn’t stay too long before being discovered by Wen Yan, which almost made his soul broken and then landed on Zhuo Yan.

The result was they – obviously, both of them were a time traveler. Why could Jiang Zhou open a hotpot restaurant and make a fortune from cement? How could he hide it so well in front of Wen Yan? From his perspective, Wen Yan seemed to be a completely different person facing Jiang Zhou than him back then.

When he was still in Jiang Zhou’s body, Wen Yan was so cold and always frowning. How could he be like now, so gentle and shy?

But he thought about it. If a grown man were to treat him with gentleness and love, he would probably go crazy with disgust!

He looked at Jiang Zhou and Wen Yan again and sighed: Maybe this was the fate of gay people.

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Because the older teacher was in a hurry to return to his hometown, Wen Yan and Zhuo Bang discussed that Wen Yan should go to school in advance and learn from the teacher first. Therefore, he could understand the class condition and the teaching works there. Zhou Bang also wanted the students to get familiar with Wen Yan first so as not to be disobedient in the future.

The first time he went to class at the school was with Jiang Zhou accompanied him.

In fact, it stood to a reason that the schools in this part of town were not under the control of the Inspectorate. However, after Zhuo Bang learned about Liu Chengfeng, he deeply felt that he was unreliable and did not want him to interfere in this matter. It happened that Liu Chengfeng was also busy with the Flower Festival, so Zhou Bang took over it himself.

The old teacher had already notified him in advance. He was an old scholar who had taken the examination for many years. Although he had never passed the Juren Examination, he had rich experience in participating in the countless examinations, which was enough to enlighten these young students.

He was quite humble and obviously had a good impression of Wen Yan, who had a gentle personality to take over, but he didn’t like Jiang Zhou very much.

According to him, he just smelled like copper -he knew that Jiang Zhou opened a hotpot restaurant in the town.

However, because Wen Yan didn’t say anything, not to mention that the old teacher was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, so Jiang Zhou gave him a new snack gift box from Jiangjia Restaurant.

Jiang Zhou thought that since he was going back to his hometown, he would definitely visit relatives and friends, so he deliberately took a few more boxes.

Couldn’t reach out to hit the smiling man, the old scholar Xue Ru couldn’t say anything and just let Jiang Zhou followed them in.

The first-class Wen Yan followed was about “The Analects of Confucius,” and Xue Ru deliberately left a seat for him at the back. Jiang Zhou had no place to sit, so he could only curl up his legs and sit down next to Wen Yan.

Xue Ru also turned a blind eye to Jiang Zhou’s move and position.

Wen Yan still listened and looked attentively, memorizing something on his hands.

Jiang Zhou was past the age of reading and knew what Xue Ru was talking about, so he was a little bored. He didn’t dare to disturb Wen Yan, so he often looked around to observe the students in the school.

Most of them were young children. The ones in the left row are younger, no more than five years old, and the ones on the right are older, nine years old. All of them were shaking their heads and studying with Xue Ru.

Jiang Zhou paid special attention to a few people who looked naughty and planned to tell Wen Yan to pay more attention to them. They were probably the ones who would need to be taken care of in the future. There were also a few people he knew through Lu Dalang. The sons of business partners probably wouldn’t dare to make any mistakes in front of Wen Yan…

“Cough! Cough! Cough!” Xue Ru coughed violently.

Jiang Zhou raised his head to look at him and saw Xue Ru staring at him, holding the Analects of Confucius in his hand with an unkind look on his face.

Jiang Zhou was tall and had long legs, especially noticeable when he sat behind and poked his head around. Especially when everyone was engrossed in reading, his movements of observing left and right were so unscrupulous. Considering Wen Yan’s face, Xue Ru was embarrassed to call him out. He could only cough to remind him.

Jiang Zhou understood instantly, so he sat down obediently.

Bored again as he listened, he feared that Xue Ru would say something about him. After all, he was Wen Yan’s husband. If he lost face in the school, wouldn’t Wen Yan also lose face in front of these children? It might be difficult for him to discipline these students in the future. So, he turned his head and just stared at Wen Yan.

He thought to himself, it was not wrong to keep an eye on his wife when he had nothing to do.

Staring at him, he found that Wen Yan’s eyelashes began to tremble, then his ears turned red, and then his whole face turned red. He was writing with a pen in his hand, and he didn’t know when he had stopped.

He continued to stare at by Wen Yan.

Wen Yan felt uncomfortable being stared at and was so shy that he took a blank piece of paper and wrote a line of words for him: “Don’t look at me.”

The calligraphy was neat and delicate, the writing was clear, and Wen Yan’s handwriting was unlike Jiang Zhou’s, where all the accounts were written in gaudy scrawls.

Jiang Zhou didn’t say anything. He pulled the paper over with a smile, folded it carefully, and stuffed it into his arms.

Wen Yan’s face turned even redder.

Jiang Zhou, fearing he might affect him again, quietly left when Xue Ru was not paying attention.