Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 227 Zhan Weimin Returns Home

Zhan Guiting looked at his broken phone, feeling both angry and helpless.

Oh well, it's broken, so be it. Anyway, this phone isn't that important.

Tonight, Zhan Guiting will be sleeping alone with his four children.

What if the triplets wet the bed in the middle of the night?

Thinking about this still gave Zhan Guiting a headache.

However, Wen Zijin reminded him on the phone that the triplets also needed to be cared for from time to time.

There's no other way, we'll just have to squeeze in tonight. If we wet the bed, we'll throw us out.

Seeing the triplets surrounding Yoyo in the middle, leaving Zhan Guiting only a spot on the outermost edge.

There was no other way, so he could only choose to stay next to Zhan Jingxi, because next to Zhan Jingxi was Yoyo. He would put the silly boy down after he fell asleep.

The following day, Tsinghua University

"Students, please be quiet. Let me introduce you. This is a professor our school invited from Harvard University to guide you in writing academic papers. I hope everyone can win an award in this competition."

Suddenly, the class teacher led in an elderly man with gray hair and beard.

Zhan Weimin stood on the podium, looking at the students below.

Suddenly, she saw Zhan Jinxi sitting in the middle and was stunned.

This is Zhan Weiguo's biological daughter whom he found. She's really beautiful.

Upon seeing Zhan Jinxi, Zhan Weimin couldn't help but think of his daughter.

If he were still alive, he would definitely be the same age as Zhan Jinxi, and like Zhan Jinxi, he would be sitting in the ocean of universities, receiving higher education, with a bright future ahead.

Unfortunately, reality was so unfair to him.

Zhan Jinxi looked at the professor. He didn't look very old, but his face was full of vicissitudes. Moreover, when the professor looked at him, the corners of his eyes began to redden. Why was that?

"Professor Zhan, I'm leaving this to you." The class advisor shook hands with Zhan Weimin, gave the students a few instructions, and then left.

Professor Zhan? He also has the surname Zhan?

"Hello everyone, I am Zhan..." Zhan Weimin was about to introduce himself, but then he remembered that he had only come back to tutor students in China to write better academic papers and to visit his deceased wife and daughter. He did not intend to let anyone in the Zhan family know that he had returned. So he stopped himself in time. "I am your Professor Zhan. I will assist you in writing academic papers. I hope that everyone can give their best effort, write the best papers, and win awards."

"it is good."

Some of the more boisterous male students exclaimed in surprise and then started clapping.

The whole class started clapping.

"Hey, Jinxi, does Professor Zhan know you? He keeps staring at you, and the way he looks at you is a mix of love and hate, like he has some grudge against you but can't get revenge." A girl sitting next to Zhan Jinxi nudged her arm and asked.

"I don't know him." Zhan Jinxi shook her head; she had never seen him before either.

"Okay." The female classmate, who hadn't gotten the result of her gossip, sat up straight.

After class, Zhan Jinxi planned to go back to his dorm to call Youyou and have a chat.

She didn't go back this week; I wonder if the little one misses her.

But as soon as he stepped out of the classroom, Professor Zhan approached him. "Zhan Jinxi, is that you?"

"Forehead……"

Zhan Jinxi was completely bewildered; how did he know his name?

Oh, I almost forgot, he's a professor, he has the student list in his hands, so knowing that she's Zhan Jinxi is a piece of cake for him, after all, he's a professor at Harvard.

"Professor Zhan, is there something you need?"

"It's alright. I've read your papers, and they're very good. They're well-organized, with precise and detailed arguments. Keep up the good work, and you'll definitely bring honor to our school in this competition and contribute a valuable research paper to society."

"Thank you, Professor Zhan," Zhan Jinxi said sincerely.

After thanking him and turning to leave, I suddenly heard Professor Zhan say something inexplicable.

"Zhan Jinxi, you have really been well raised by your adoptive parents."

Seeing how outstanding Zhan Jinxi was, he felt less anxious and uneasy. At least, Zhan Jinxi was safe and sound, and had been found in a very good way.

Zhan Jinxi turned to look at him and asked, "How did you know I had adoptive parents?"

"Oh, it's like this. Before I came to teach, I familiarized myself with the basic information of your students, including their files, especially yours, since you're the one representing the school in the competition," Zhan Weimin said with a smile.

Zhan Jinxi's eyes were firm. "Professor Zhan, you are wrong. It's not that my adoptive parents raised me well, it's that I raised myself well. After I returned to my biological parents' home, it was my biological parents who continuously nurtured me, gave me a lot of love, and raised me all over again, which is why I am who I am today."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhan Weimin nodded frantically, and for some reason, he felt a sense of relief.

Looking at Zhan Jinxi, he always felt like he was looking at his own daughter, watching her grow up.

Determined, proud, confident, and composed.

The daughter he once dreamed of is now Zhan Jinxi.

"Professor Zhan, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

"it is good."

Zhan Jinxi returned to his dormitory and immediately called Youyou.

Because it was the weekend, Zhan Guiting was taking Yoyo and the triplets out to play. Qin Yimo and Zhan Weiguo were bored at home, so they went along too, also worried that Zhan Guiting might not be able to take good care of Yoyo if he was alone with four children.

"Auntie, look, we're at the museum! Daddy told me so many stories about heroes. We're going to go to so many places later, and we're going to eat so many delicious things..."

Zhan Jinxi looked at the little guy on her phone screen with doting eyes, who was gesturing wildly and sharing with her in a sweet, childlike voice. The pressure in her heart was instantly released and she felt healed.

After chatting with Yoyo for a while, the little guy was about to go play, so he gave the watch to Qin Yimo.