Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie

Chapter 480 Not Even Offering a Sip of Tea

Jiangcheng University.

When Qin Nanyu arrived at the staff dormitory building, his assistant was already waiting downstairs.

Seeing him, the assistant hurriedly approached and preemptively reported the information he had gathered from his visit to Professor Fan.

"Boss, you guessed right. Professor Fan was very impressed with Miss Ji, and he seemed quite relaxed when he started talking to me, but as soon as he found out that I came to inquire about Miss Ji’s leave of absence from years ago, he became deeply secretive and unwilling to speak further, even starting to question my purpose."

The assistant had no choice but to drop Qin Nanyu’s name.

Hearing that Qin Nanyu had sent someone to inquire about the past, Professor Fan’s expression eased a bit, but he still refused to continue the conversation with the assistant.

He simply said if Qin Nanyu wanted to know something, he should come and ask himself.

The assistant could tell that Professor Fan was somewhat irritated, so he hurriedly called Qin Nanyu.

"I understand," Qin Nanyu’s eyes flickered slightly as he looked up at the staff dormitory building in front of him.

He was not unfamiliar with this place.

When he was at Jiangcheng University, he often had projects that required consulting Professor Fan; this place was, aside from the lab, where he most frequently visited.

Not only was Professor Fan Ji Weitian’s mentor, but he was also his mentor.

In this respect, he and Ji Weitian had an unusually similar fate.

Qin Nanyu stepped on the old dormitory building’s staircase and walked up.

Professor Fan was of an advanced age and lived on a lower floor, the third floor.

Qin Nanyu didn’t take the elevator; he climbed the stairs instead.

As he arrived at the door, a neighbor just happened to come out of the elevator and was momentarily startled to see him.

Then recognizing him, they greeted him, "President Qin, you’ve come to see Professor Fan again. He hasn’t been feeling well these past few days, but he’ll surely be happy to see you."

In this building, all the residents were teachers from Jiangcheng University.

Qin Nanyu was well-known enough for even teachers from other departments to recognize him.

Though he was aloof, he was not haughty, and he always treated the school’s teachers with humility and courtesy.

Hearing the greeting, he politely allowed the other person to go first, and only when the hallway was clear did he step forward and knock on Professor Fan’s door.

"The door’s unlocked, come in."

Professor Fan’s voice came from inside the room.

When Qin Nanyu pushed the door open, the elderly man was sitting on the sofa, struggling to affix a plaster to his own back.

"Let me help you."

Qin Nanyu approached, took the plaster from his hands, and applied it where Professor Fan indicated.

Then, he circled to the front and took the initiative to speak.

"Mentor."

"Hmph, you scoundrel, you still remember I’m your mentor?" Professor Fan put down the tail of his shirt that he had lifted, covering the patched area, and moved to a different spot to drink tea without even giving Qin Nanyu a glance.

The freshly brewed tea was fragrant.

Two cups were placed in front of Professor Fan, but only one had tea poured into it, clearly showing impatience – he didn’t even want to offer Qin Nanyu a cup of warm tea.

A frown formed between Qin Nanyu’s brows.

Professor Fan was one of the most prestigious senior professors in the Computer Science Department, not only in terms of seniority but also in capability.

He had participated in many important projects.

Most importantly, such a distinguished figure had turned down many high-paying offers from large corporations, opting to spend his life teaching and mentoring students at the university, training more ambitious young people for the country.

How could one not admire that?

Qin Nanyu was confident in dealing with anyone, except when facing Professor Fan...

It’s said that as people get older, not only do their tempers become a bit strange, but they also easily become petulant like children.