It wasn't until mid-May that Yu Xuan returned from abroad.

In addition to his family's gifts, he also brought several peculiar works of art that he was ready to give to Qing Mo.

Driving to Tunghai University, Yu Xuan texted and quickly replied, she said that she was in class and sent the address of the classroom.

Building C, 307

Yu Xuan asked a security guard to find a place, it was a multimedia classroom, he pushed open the back door, and saw Qing Mo standing on the podium, lecturing.

She saw him too.

Yu Xuan waved his hand, walked into the classroom, and sat in the back row, Qing Mo smiled faintly.

The students in the back row were very surprised and whispered.

Yu Xuan, dressed in a straight suit, sat among them, like standing out from the crowd, which was very eye-catching.

What's more, this guy is still a little familiar!

Halfway through the lesson, there was a sudden exclamation in the classroom, followed by a commotion.

Because someone recognized Yu Xuan, and then spread.

Oh my God! The living Young Master Shang is right in front of you!

As the chairman of Hongyuan International and a billionaire with a net worth of 100 billion, Yuxuan's popularity is comparable to that of a first-line star, and even surpasses it.

The surrounding students took out their mobile phones to record the video, as if they were watching the giant pandas.

Yu Xuan saw this posture, obviously not suitable to stay any longer, he got up and left.

A few students wanted to go out with them, Ye Qingmo coughed twice, and they were immediately honest, but the discussion never stopped.

It's incredible!

Why did Young Master Shang come to Tunghai University? and listen to the lectures with them?

On the podium, Ye Qingmo continued to lecture, and the mobile phone next to her vibrate, and a text message appeared: I'm waiting for you downstairs!

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When the bell rang for the end of class, Qingmo walked downstairs, a car was parked on the side of the road, and Yu Xuan waved at her.

Sitting in the car, he handed her the paper bag: "I bought it in a gift shop, it feels very chic, see if you like it!"

Qing Mo opened, and there were several pieces of porcelain inside, the surface of which was painted with intricate patterns and bright colors.

"This looks like a Hydland ornament!" she was pleasantly surprised.

Yu Xuan didn't know much about this aspect, and listened to her popular science and found it interesting.

"Are there any classes in the afternoon?" he asked.

"No, there are fewer classes this week!"

"And what do you have in place?"

"A few days ago, I heard a colleague say that there is a tourist farm in the suburbs, the scenery is very good, I want to go there to collect wind, can you accompany me?"

"Okay, I just happened to be fine for the past two days!" Yu Xuan smiled.

After tidying up a little, Yu Xuan set up navigation, and they went straight to it.

Nanjiawan is a famous tourist attraction in Donghai City, with mountains and rivers, dense forests and beautiful scenery.

The village has been developed by the government and turned into a farmhouse paradise, where tourists come to experience life and relax during holidays.

In the transparent courtyard, the light is bright, the wooden furniture looks simple and natural, the yard is set up with vegetable racks, planted with bright red tomatoes and long beans, and there is a pomegranate tree next to it, with fiery red flowers.

Once in a rare visit, they discussed staying here for the night, so they came to see the landlord.

"This is our own house, rented to tourists, cleaned every day, clean!"

The owner of the house is an eldest sister in her forties, surnamed Zhao, who spoke loudly: "If you eat, I can send it to you, they are all country food, not very good, but you must be full, you can also make it yourself, there are tableware and rice oil in the kitchen, there is a supermarket in the village, you can pick these vegetables at will, they are all grown by myself, I have never sprinkled pesticides, and there are eggplant cabbage in the backyard!"

After reading it all from the inside out, Yu Xuan asked Qingmo, "How is it?"

"Good!" she said with a smile.

Yu Xuan checked in with Sister Zhao, because it was already evening, so dinner was eaten at her house.

Qingmo lived in the master bedroom, Yu Xuan was in the guest room next to her, and after the two washed, they came to the courtyard next to them.

Sister Zhao has already finished the dishes, and there are six plates on the table, half of each meat and vegetables, which are very hearty, and the fragrant rice is served in the bowl, steaming.

Sister Zhao's husband's surname is Xu, his temples are white, and he squatted at the door smoking with a cigarette gun in his hand.

The farmer had no rules, so they sat down on wooden stools and around a small square table, and the four of them chatted while eating.

Sister Zhao has a family of four, a son and a daughter, her daughter has been married a long time ago, and her son is going to college outside, and it is rare to come back twice a year.

The couple lives in these two houses, and every year some tourists come to them, but they don't have to worry about food and clothing.

As for what celebrity news happened outside, they didn't know much about it, so they didn't know Yu Xuan's identity, which also saved a lot of trouble.

After eating, Qingmo rolled up her sleeves and said that she wanted to help wash the dishes, but Sister Zhao hurriedly stopped: "You little girl with fine skin and tender meat, you know at a glance that you haven't done rough work, just like the eldest lady on TV, how can you do it?" Besides, you are guests, just have fun, I'm used to doing these things, it's okay!"

Qing Mo was pushed out of the kitchen by her, looking embarrassed.

"If you are idle, go to the east of the village to have a look, and there will be a movie tonight!"

Qingmo looked at Yu Xuan, and Yu Xuan smiled: "Let's go!"

They followed the path to the head of the village, and in front of them was a flat square, and a white curtain was pulled up and erected in midair.

The projectionist turns on the machine, and the light shines on the screen, revealing the film.

Under the curtain, many people sit around, and the villagers gather together with their own benches, which is more lively and natural than the movie theater.

Qing Mo saw this kind of scene for the first time, sitting on the stone slab and watching it with relish, Yu Xuan took off her coat and draped it on her, and the two didn't go back until the movie ended.

Early the next morning, the sun was rising.

Qingmo walked out of the room in her pajamas, raised her hand and stretched her waist, the warm sunlight sprinkled on her body, which was very comfortable.

After washing up in the bathroom, she went to the living room and saw Yu Xuan bringing dishes out of the kitchen and placing them on the dining table.

"Up?" he asked.

Qing Mo hummed, and walked over to find fried egg cakes on the table, golden on both sides, bubbling with aroma, and side dishes with cold shredded potatoes, cold cucumbers, tomato fried beans, and a small bowl of garlic vinaigrette.

Plus millet porridge.

Qing Mo was surprised and asked, "You did it?"

"Well, try it!" Yu Xuan handed her the chopsticks.

Qingmo ate a small piece of egg cake, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Fragrant!"

The other side dishes are also above the standard.

She sat on a chair and said as she ate, "I can't believe you can cook!"

"I learned it before!"

Yu Xuan taught her to make a roll of cakes, spread out the egg cake, put the cold vegetables in it, and then sprinkle it with garlic juice and roll it into a ball.

"Did you wash your hands?"

"Washed!"

"Then take it and eat it!"