Whatever.

Qin Yuan didn’t want to worry about this goddess anymore. It seemed like she had too much to worry about every time.

She decided to wait and see.

On the day of Sheng Yang’s graduation examination, no one expected that the place would be so empty. The vicinity of the school building was comparable to Disneyland’s fireworks scene. The best seats were hard to get, and even scalpers had appeared.

Moreover, many internet celebrities had come to watch. At one point, the university had to maintain order.

This time, Yi Juncheng was accompanying her.

“Sheng Yang’s boyfriend is so handsome! But he looks a little like the new teaching assistant from the medical school. It’s just that the teaching assistant looks much easier to talk to.”

“He can’t be. He looks more like a rich second-generation heir.”

“You’re thinking too much. Would my father be so shallow?”

At this moment, the person who made the comments was suddenly tapped on the back. A handsome boy in a wide jersey smiled at him from behind. “That’s my father.”

This person couldn’t help but blurt out, “You’re definitely a little crazy.”

Ou Ye continued to smile politely and reiterated, “That’s my father.”

His father had told him to be patient.

Sheng Yang had always had sharp ears. When she heard a familiar voice, she looked over. The crowd was so excited that they were speechless. They felt the joy of successfully going after a celebrity. The screams that instantly wanted to overflow from their throats were stuck.

But Sheng Yang didn’t just look over. She walked over slowly. Everyone’s eyes grew rounder and rounder like a full moon.

“Ou Ye,” she called softly. He was an old acquaintance.

“Aye, Father!” Ou Ye said with great pride, craning his neck.

The explosion in the crowd was especially abrupt.

The crowd gaped at him.

The boy who had fought with Ou Ye previously also felt ashamed.

However, he was really envious. It seemed that this male student who was all brawn and no brain was very familiar with Sheng Yang.

Ou Ye was very thoughtful. “Father, why didn’t you bring a bag? Your exams are coming up. Do you want me to help you prepare?”

“No need.” Sheng Yang was wearing a white T-shirt and black pants today. Her eyes were clear, and her posture was elegant and fresh.

She conveniently took two pens from her pocket.

Everyone was speechless.

She was really traveling light. She was a goddess among goddesses.

But… this was still too much, wasn’t it?

At this moment, a boy finally couldn’t help but ask eagerly, “Sheng Yang, do you need me to prepare some draft paper for you? My dormitory is very close to here.”

Before Sheng Yang could speak, Ou Ye interrupted while mimicking Sheng Yang’s usual calm demeanor, “No need. My father doesn’t need draft paper.”

As the saying went, like father, like son. He had also been influenced by Sheng Yang and felt that such a way of speaking was… How should he put it? Even if he wasn’t strong enough, he could still create a strong enough sense of power.

Yi Juncheng suddenly walked over and put his arm around Sheng Yang’s shoulder intimately, declaring his sovereignty. He teased, “I’ve always wanted to ask you. What should you call me if you call Yangyang ‘Father’?”

Ou Ye rolled his eyes and almost blurted out the word—

“Stop.” Yi Juncheng suddenly felt that his question was unnecessary.

Watching Sheng Yang enter, Ou Ye suddenly whispered to Yi Juncheng, “Father.”

Yi Juncheng: “???”

“Two tigers can’t share one mountain. I won’t call you that when my birth father is around, but it’s okay when we’re alone.”