Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 219 - 218: My Son Will Teach You a Lesson!

Chapter 219: Chapter 218: My Son Will Teach You a Lesson!

Early next morning.

Lin Wan Yi had just finished feeding the baby when the nanny Wang Guihua rushed in.

"Mr. Lin, the old man at home has broken his leg, I need to take three days off to go see him!"

Wang Guihua was so anxious that she kept wiping her tears.

Lin Wan Yi didn’t hesitate and pulled out ten yuan from her pocket and gave it to her.

"Go quickly, don’t worry about home."

Wang Guihua left with many thanks.

Lin Wan Yi looked at the two little ones with big eyes in the cradle, and then at the clock on the wall.

In half an hour, Dean Li’s public lecture was about to start.

It was an important theoretical class on a new topic, not to be missed.

She sighed.

"Alright, today I’ll take you out and see the world."

Twenty minutes later.

Beijing Agricultural College, lecture hall.

A classroom with over two hundred people was packed.

Dean Li’s class attracted teachers from other departments too.

Squeak

The back door was pushed open.

The originally noisy classroom suddenly quieted down for a moment.

Everyone turned their heads.

Lin Wan Yi, wearing a light blue windbreaker, calmly walked in while pushing a specially made twin bamboo rattan stroller.

Inside the stroller.

Gu An on the left held a small face, gripping a Rubik’s cube in his hand.

Gu Ning on the right hugged a milk bottle, still cheerfully waving when she saw so many people observing her.

The students were dumbfounded.

"Isn’t this like taking kids to the park?"

"Is that Lin Wan Yi? Even if she is Dean Li’s favorite student, this is too unruly."

"Classrooms are serious places, if a child cries, how can the class continue?"

Discussions erupted.

A female lecturer in the front row frowned and was about to stand up and reprimand.

Dean Li on the podium moved.

He threw the lesson plan onto the podium, smiled broadly, and quickly walked off the stage.

"Oh my! My little ancestors are here!"

Dean Li bypassed the astonished students and rushed to the stroller.

He bent down and made a funny face at Gu Ning.

"Gu Ning little darling, did you miss uncle?"

"Giggling..."

Gu Ning giggled until she drooled.

Dean Li was overjoyed and turned to a male student in the first row, waving his hand.

"You, move back a bit."

"Clear this spot and push the stroller here!"

The class was dead silent.

The male student, holding his backpack, dazedly vacated the seat.

Dean Li personally pushed the stroller to the C position right under the podium.

"Alright, everyone quiet!"

Dean Li returned to the podium and picked up a piece of chalk.

"Today we are talking about the osmotic balance of plant cells under high pressure environments."

He began writing quickly on the blackboard.

A long series of complex chemical formulas and mathematical models filled half the blackboard.

At the last line, Dean Li’s hand paused for a moment.

He quickly wrote down a parameter: 0.05.

Then he threw away the chalk and patted the dust off his hands.

"This question is the prototype for the final exam’s ultimate problem."

"You have five minutes, who can spot the logical loophole on this board?"

Only the sounds of flipping pages and pens scratching paper remained in the classroom.

Everyone was staring at the blackboard, brows knitted.

It was too hard.

This involved a cross-section between advanced mathematics and organic chemistry.

Three minutes passed.

No one raised a hand.

Dean Li with his hands behind his back scanned the room, his face showing a hint of disappointment.

"What? No one can see it?"

"Not even a tiny question?"

Still silence.

At this moment.

"Wrong."

A childish, brief, milky voice suddenly sounded.

The sound was not loud but in the silent classroom, it was like a thunderclap.

Everyone looked to find the source of the voice.

Eventually, hundreds of pairs of eyes landed uniformly on the stroller in the front row.

Gu An sat inside the stroller, no longer interested in the Rubik’s cube.

His eyes, very much like Gu Yanshen’s, coldly stared at the blackboard.

He repeated again.

"Wrong."

Dean Li was stunned.

He quickly walked to the stroller, squatted down, eye level with Gu An.

"An An, what mistake did you see?"

Gu An didn’t speak.

He stretched out his chubby little hand and pointed to the chalk box on the podium.

Dean Li hastily handed him a piece of chalk.

Gu An grabbed the chalk.

But he was too small to reach the blackboard.

He frowned, threw the chalk back to Dean Li.

Then he raised his hand, pointing directly to the corner at the bottom of the blackboard.

He blurted out a number.

"Three."

Dean Li looked back at the blackboard.

It was the third line from the bottom.

He glanced at Gu An: "Here?"

Gu An nodded, wearing an expression of "Is this hard?"

Dean Li took a deep breath.

He stood up, took the eraser, erased the "0.05" in the third line from the bottom, and changed it to "0.005."

"Wow—"

The classroom exploded.

"The decimal was one place off!"

"My god, I calculated it three times and didn’t figure it out!"

"How old is he? Half a year? How is this possible!"

The students were going crazy.

These prideful students lost to a baby still drinking milk?

Lin Wan Yi sat next to them, helplessly rubbing her temples.

This kid, really doesn’t know how to tone it down.

Outside the classroom.

Zhang Lina stood in the shadow of the corridor.

She listened to the exclamations inside, watching Lin Wan Yi surrounded like stars around the moon.

Even the usually high-and-mighty Dean Li was wiping the hands of that bastard.

Why?

Zhang Lina’s fingers dug into the edge of the window ledge, chipping off some wall paint.

"Lin Wan Yi..."

She gritted her teeth.

At that moment, another stylishly dressed female student walked over, handing her a red invitation.

"Lina, I got what you wanted."

"This is an invitation to the National Defense University’s alumni gathering this weekend."

"I heard Gu Yanshen is the main attraction this time."

Zhang Lina received the invitation, a vicious smile appearing on her face.

"Thanks."

If she couldn’t beat that bitch in technical prowess.

Then she’d topple her support.

Once Gu Yanshen abandoned that woman, let’s see how she could still flaunt!

Inside the classroom.

The class bell rang.

Dean Li was reluctant to let this family leave.

"Wanyi, the data for this topic, I think, needs to be expedited."

Dean Li spoke while pulling out a golden pocket watch from his jacket pocket.

He had taken this back from his studies, cherishing it greatly, usually not letting anyone touch it.

At this moment, Gu An was staring at that watch.

Dean Li happily unhooked the watch and handed it to Gu An.

"Here, An An, hold it to play with."

"As long as you don’t drop it, play however you like."

Finishing the sentence, he turned his head to discuss Ginseng’s cultivation environment with Lin Wan Yi.

Lin Wan Yi spoke two sentences.

But she suddenly felt something was wrong.

It was too quiet around.

Even the breathing of the observing students had stopped.

Lin Wan Yi turned her head.

"Hiss—"

She gasped.

Only to see on the table in front of Gu An.

The invaluable Swiss pocket watch vanished without a trace.

In its place was a neatly arranged assortment of parts.

Gears, hairspring, mainspring, watchcase...

Dozens of small components lined up according to size.

Gu An was holding the last needle-like watch hand, studying its material.

Upon hearing the clamor, he raised his head.

Placed the watch hand on the table.

Looking at Dean Li, who had turned into a stone statue, Gu An’s face was calm.

"I’ve dismantled it."