Chapter 21: Beware of Beautiful Women from the Psychology Department!

"Those who toil with their minds rule others; those who toil with their strength are ruled by others. Those who are ruled by others feed others; those who rule others are fed by others. This is the way of the world."

Jiao Yuheng was very fond of these few lines from "Mencius: Teng Wen Gong Shang" and had always adhered to the principle of "those who toil with their minds rule others." Therefore, as the dean of the Psychology Department at Nanjing University, Jiao Yuheng's daily work was not particularly busy.

He delegated all the work to his subordinates and only needed to ensure that the overall direction did not go wrong.

He liked to spend more time on things he enjoyed, such as research in applied psychology and writing books about his research findings.

In China, the application of psychology was still in its early stages. Many people had not yet accepted this discipline in their daily lives, yet the number of people dying from mental illnesses was increasing year by year. The in-depth research and promotion of psychology were urgent. As a towering figure in the field of psychology, this task naturally fell to him.

Knock, knock.

The door to the room was knocked on.

"Come in," he called out without looking up.

Zhu Li, the secretary of the dean's office, pushed the door open and said with a smile, "Dean Jiao, a girl named Nanxin has come to see you. She says she's your granddaughter."

"Nanxin is here?" Jiao Yuheng got up from his chair happily. Then he smiled and sat back down, saying, "Calculating the dates, she should be here to report. Bring her in."

"Sure," Zhu Li replied.

Soon, the door was pushed open again.

This time, it wasn't Secretary Zhu Li who appeared at the door, but a beautiful girl with short hair, delicate features, and a wheat-colored complexion.

She was tall, standing at 1.72 meters. Due to her well-developed figure, her prominent buttocks and full chest were particularly eye-catching.

She wore faded blue jeans, brown hiking boots, and a white tank top, with a plaid shirt over it. The shirt was only buttoned at the bottom two buttons, giving her a fashionable yet neat and tidy look.

On her back was a large backpack, about a meter tall, stuffed to the brim, like those "travel enthusiasts" about to set off on a long journey.

After entering, her lively, wild eyes darted around, then fixed on Jiao Yuheng, who was sitting behind the desk, looking at her with affection. She said, "The old man's office is pretty well-decorated. You look good too. I can call your son and daughter-in-law to let them know and put their minds at ease."

"You little girl," Jiao Yuheng couldn't maintain his composure any longer. He got up from his swivel chair, ran over to take the large backpack from his granddaughter, and said affectionately, "What old man? I'm your grandfather. Besides, aren't your parents my son and daughter-in-law?"

"Heh, old man, don't move, be careful you don't hurt your back." Jiao Nanxin took a few steps forward, preventing Jiao Yuheng from touching her backpack. She carried it to the sofa in the reception area and finally put it down. "This bag is heavy. I'm used to carrying it. You don't need to help."

She took out a water bottle from her backpack, poured the iced tea from the coffee table into it, and drank it in one go. Then she explained, "I wanted to call them Dad and Mom, but they don't recognize me as their daughter. They said if I dared to go out again, they wouldn't let me call them Dad and Mom. So, I can only call you 'old man' and them 'your son and daughter-in-law.'"

"You," Jiao Yuheng pulled his dirty and weary granddaughter to sit on the sofa, and said with concern, "They were just saying that to upset you. You, a girl, always carrying a backpack and traveling around. If you went to Huangshan or Zhangjiajie, it would be fine, but why did you go to Yunzang, Shennongjia, and the Dead Sea? Those places are dangerous, and you know that. They were worried about you."

"Hehe, what's so good about Huangshan and Zhangjiajie? Am I there to see people or scenery?" Jiao Nanxin smiled with her eyes squinted, showing two cute dimples. "Grandpa, I know. I know they care about me. I know you all want what's best for me. I just want to go out and explore. Think about it. I, Jiao Nanxin, finally came into this world. If I don't see the mountains, rivers, and local customs, wouldn't it be a waste of life?"

"Besides, I went with a group. I wasn't alone, so there was no danger. You know me, who could bully me? I didn't even rob people on the way, which was already giving them face."

"You," Jiao Yuheng was speechless, unable to argue with his beloved granddaughter. He had taught many excellent students, but he was at a loss when it came to his own granddaughter.

With other students, he could impart knowledge, and they were happy to accept it.

But this granddaughter was too independent, with her own unique views on everything. It was hard to persuade her, and she even tried to persuade him.

"Alright, alright," Jiao Nanxin held Jiao Yuheng's hand and said coquettishly, "Old man, don't be angry. If you get sick, those people will tear me apart. Besides, I came to report to you. From now on, I'm your little soldier. You can beat me or scold me however you want. Grandpa, smile."

Jiao Yuheng couldn't help but laugh. This granddaughter always knew how to make him happy.

"Wow, Grandpa, you're still a handsome old man when you smile," Jiao Nanxin exclaimed dramatically.

"Brat," Jiao Yuheng patted Jiao Nanxin's head.

It looked like a strong slap, but it turned into a gentle pat.

"Your parents called me yesterday, asking if you had reported. I lied and said you had already arrived to avoid them worrying. To be a parent, one needs a strong mental fortitude. I know you're a person of your word. Since you got into Nanjing University, you would definitely come to report. Fortunately, you came today, or I would have been worried too."

"Of course. I, Jiao Nanxin, am Jiao Yuheng's granddaughter. Once I say something, it's like a daughter who has been married off. How could I go back on my word?" Jiao Nanxin patted her chest.

"Alright, alright. Don't joke around. Nanxin, I'll have someone take you to report and get the procedures done. Then you'll live with me. If your grandmother knows you're here, she'll be overjoyed."

"No, no," Jiao Nanxin waved her hands in refusal. "I'll go through the procedures myself. If you have someone take me, everyone will know I'm your granddaughter. That would make me stand out from the crowd. You know, students don't have a good impression of leaders. Even though I haven't done anything bad, they'll think I'm a 'second-generation official.' I'll go through the procedures myself."

"Also, I don't plan to live with you. If I do, my grandmother will nag me until my ears ring. You know, she hopes I can be a refined lady who eats slowly, doesn't show her teeth when she laughs, and can handle both the kitchen and the hall. Hehe, except for my female features, where do I look like a woman? So, old man, for the sake of your wife and your long life, don't put us together."

"You," Jiao Yuheng wanted to argue, but after some thought, he realized Nanxin was right.

His wife came from a prestigious family and received the most traditional education for a lady. She hoped her knowledge and skills could be perfectly passed down to her granddaughter. The problem was, their granddaughter was not an easy person to handle. Making her climb trees to catch birds or dive into the water to slay dragons was one thing, but making her learn ladylike manners was asking too much.

"Alright. You can stay in the student dormitory," Jiao Yuheng said. "But you must eat at home."

"Deal," Jiao Nanxin agreed readily. "I still like the braised pork the old lady makes."

"That's good. Now that you're close, your grandmother can cook it for you every day," Jiao Yuheng said happily.

Just as they were chatting, the door was knocked on again.

Zhu Li pushed the door open and said apologetically, "Dean Jiao, I'm sorry to disturb you. A student named Tang Chong has come to see you. I told him you were busy, but he said it's an emergency."

"Tang Chong?" Jiao Yuheng immediately remembered the student who spoke logically but always avoided his gaze. "Let him in."