The person who asked me out was Feng Tingshen.

Rong Ci put down her phone, went downstairs, and told the old lady that Feng Tingshen had already made dinner arrangements. 

That night, Feng Tingshen did not come home. 

The next morning, when the old lady learned that Feng Tingshen hadn't returned the previous night, she was a little angry. "Tingshen is really something. No matter how busy he is with work, doesn't he even have time to come home?" 

Hearing this, Rong Ci just smiled and said nothing. 

No matter how busy Feng Tingshen was, he certainly had time to come home. After all, he needed rest too. 

Thinking about the voice of Lin Wu that had come through the phone last night, she felt that the reason he hadn't come home… 

Was probably because he had a better place to be. 

The key projects for Changmo in the next two years had been finalized over the past few days. However, Yu Moxun still consolidated their ideas and sent them to Nan Zhizhi, hoping to get some feedback from him. 

Nan Zhizhi was usually very busy and always on the move. Both Rong Ci and Yu Moxun thought he might take a few days, or even half a month, to respond. 

To their surprise, he called back that very afternoon. 

"The idea is pretty good." 

Getting Nan Zhizhi's approval made Rong Ci and Yu Moxun even more confident about their project. 

After all, their teacher had very high standards. 

His "pretty good" was already an extremely high evaluation. 

Nan Zhizhi continued, "From the content you sent, you haven't missed any foundational knowledge from the past or recent developments in the AI field over the past few years. That's not bad." 

It was clear that this comment was directed at Rong Ci. 

Her nose stung slightly, but before she could speak, Nan Zhizhi coldly added, "But you're still too complacent. In academia, if you're not progressing, you're regressing. In reality, you've been falling behind." 

Rong Ci quickly said, "I understand, Professor. I will do my best to make up for the years I've lost." 

"Good." 

Nan Zhizhi's teaching style had always been brief and to the point. 

With that, he stopped speaking. 

Seeing that Nan Zhizhi seemed to have time today, Rong Ci couldn't help but ask, "Professor, do you have time tonight? I'd like to have dinner with you." 

Even Yu Moxun, who had also not had a meal with Nan Zhizhi in a long time, quickly chimed in, "Yeah, Professor, are you free?" 

Nan Zhizhi replied indifferently, "I have plans. No time." 

"Huh?" Yu Moxun looked utterly disappointed. 

Rong Ci felt the same. 

She was about to ask when he might be available so she could invite him again, but before she could speak, Nan Zhizhi continued, "The person who made plans with me is Feng Tingshen." 

Rong Ci was stunned. 

Yu Moxun was also taken aback. He glanced at Rong Ci and whispered, "Why is your husband meeting with our professor? Can you ask him?" 

"He said he wants to introduce someone to me." 

With that, Nan Zhizhi didn't say anything more and hung up. 

Yu Moxun turned to Rong Ci and said, "The person your husband wants to introduce to our professor… could it be Lin Wu?" 

During previous interactions with the Lin family, he had learned that they also had a technology company. 

Lin Wu had initially wanted to work at their company because of their programming language, CUAP. 

And the outside world believed that CUAP had been developed under the leadership of their professor. 

Now that Lin Wu couldn't join their company, it was entirely possible that she was trying to approach their professor for access to CUAP. 

Or even… that she wanted to become his student. 

Thinking of this, Yu Moxun blurted out, "Damn!" 

Rong Ci had thought of the same thing. 

Moreover, she felt that this was likely Feng Tingshen's way of compensating Lin Wu after preventing her uncle's family from moving in across from her uncle's house. 

After all, considering his feelings for Lin Wu, how could he bear to let her suffer just to help her? 

Yu Moxun frowned. "If she's really been hiding her skills, then wouldn't—" 

Even though they were Nan Zhizhi's students and he was usually indifferent toward them, they actually had a good relationship with him. 

Because while he was strict, he was also a soft-hearted person underneath. 

However, he was also a man of principle. 

If Lin Wu truly had the talent and ability, he wouldn't reject her just because of the conflicts between her and Rong Ci. 

So… 

Rong Ci quickly regained her composure and said, "Let's just focus on our own work." 

The only thing she could do was to do her best. 

That evening, she got home late. The old lady had already gone to bed. 

However, when she arrived home, Feng Tingshen was still not back. 

Or maybe… he wouldn't be coming home at all. 

But when she came out of the bathroom after her shower, she unexpectedly saw Feng Tingshen. 

He had actually come back. 

Seeing him, she paused for a moment, nodded slightly at him as a greeting, and said nothing about why he had met with Nan Zhizhi. 

Feng Tingshen also remained silent. He glanced at her before turning and walking into the bathroom to shower. 

The next morning, she woke up late. 

As she came downstairs, she heard the old lady speaking sarcastically to Feng Tingshen, "Last night, when I went to bed, it was already past ten, and you still weren't home. I thought you couldn't bear to come back again!" 

Feng Tingshen sat across from the old lady, calmly drinking water, not responding. 

The old lady knocked on the table, pretending to be angry. "Say something! Don't just sit there playing dumb!" 

Feng Tingshen set down his water cup. When he noticed Rong Ci coming downstairs, he glanced at her before turning back and replying flatly, "Didn't you insist that I had to come home because you wanted me to accompany you today?" 

"Hmph, I thought you'd just ignore me again!" 

"Your grandson wouldn't dare." 

Despite his words, his expression remained indifferent, showing no trace of fear. 

The old lady nearly exploded with frustration and decided to ignore him. Instead, she waved at Rong Ci, calling her over to sit down. 

Rong Ci took a seat and asked, "Grandma, are you going out to have fun later?" 

"Not 'you all'—just us!" The old lady smiled. "We're going together. Xiao Ci, where would you like to go? Grandma will let you decide." 

Rong Ci sometimes felt that she was a rather dull person. 

She really couldn't think of any entertainment places that everyone would enjoy. 

She replied, "I'm fine with anything. I'll go wherever you want to go." 

The old lady had already made up her mind. Hearing Rong Ci's response, she asked, "How about a hot spring? Last time we planned to go, but we ended up being too angry to enjoy it. This time, I must make someone make up for it." 

That "someone" was clearly referring to Feng Tingshen. 

Feng Tingshen remained composed, drinking his tea, his face showing no trace of guilt or awkwardness as the old lady brought up that incident. 

It was as if the matter was completely insignificant to him, something he had never cared about. 

Seeing this, Rong Ci looked away. 

She had already been to a hot spring before. 

Right now, she had no particular interest in going again. 

But since the old lady had suggested it, she could only go along with it. "Alright."