Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

But now that there are better options, he naturally keeps his distance.

To avoid Liang Lu targeting him, he took advantage of his foresight and approached Pei Qianqian during his sophomore year.

Although they haven't officially defined their relationship yet, they're just one step away from saying those words.

Some students and even teachers may not know Pei Qianqian's true identity, but Liang Lu, as Liang Qunfeng's daughter, certainly does.

Therefore, after seeing him getting close to Pei Qianqian, her attitude towards him returned to what it was before.

As for Qi Tongwei, Chu Shijun could only say that it depended on his own thoughts.

If he were to ask him, Chu Shijun would be happy to offer a brief analysis.

But he knew he didn't have the ability to help deal with it.

Putting aside the fact that he and Pei Qianqian hadn't officially started a relationship, even if they had, he wouldn't have enough influence to make Pei Yihong travel across provinces to speak up for a stranger.

……

While thinking about this, Chu Shijun soon arrived at the library of Handong University.

He walked smoothly up to the third floor, picked up a few books, and went to a quiet corner to read them carefully while taking notes in a notebook.

He has been coming here often since he was admitted to Han University.

Now that he had confirmed that this was a world where names and other films and books were combined, and with the added benefit of his past life memories, Chu Shijun made plans to enter politics.

Although he could go into business and build a commercial empire, having money without power is just building castles in the air. He might break the law, get arrested, or die suddenly one day. So, the world is much more open and expansive after entering politics.

For the past two years, he has become a regular at the library in preparation for a political career.

He strongly agreed with Gao Yuliang's words. Officials of the Great Xia Dynasty loved reading history, especially the history of the Ming Dynasty.

The principle of "what the superiors do, the subordinates follow" applies. Even if you don't like reading certain books, if your boss does, you should have a copy on your bookshelf and be able to say a few words about it occasionally.

Therefore, Chu Shijun decided to become a plagiarist.

Books like "The Rise of Great Powers" and "Those Things About the Ming Dynasty" are practically in his head; he can write them down whenever he thinks of them.

He can earn money, let the organization know that he will not commit financial crimes, and be bold in using him. He also has the opportunity to appear on the desks of some important people and see his name as an author. This is the ladder to advancement.

Although he was planning to follow Pei Qianqian's path, there were still rules about how to be a live-in son-in-law.

One example is Hou Liangping, who had to report even to ring a bell.

What he wanted was to earn Pei Yihong's respect and make progress with dignity.

So in the past two years, besides the Han University Library, he has also sought help from teachers like Gao Yuliang for some books that he couldn't find, just to leave a record.

In this way, when he wrote his book, there would be a traceable record and historical evidence.

……

Around 5 p.m., the setting sun was already visible on the horizon, turning the sky a mix of red and yellow.

The lights were already on overhead at the corner of the library.

Chu Shijun's pen scratched across the notebook, making a continuous, rustling sound.

Just then, a soft footstep sounded, and a girl who was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a beige shirt and a plaid long skirt, walked over gently.

As the fragrant breeze entered his nose, Chu Shijun was about to look up when a pair of smooth, delicate hands covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am?" The voice was slightly deep.

"Yuanyuan?" Chu Shijun asked with a smile.

The hand covering her eyes tightened.

"wrong!"

"Bingbing?"

"wrong!!!"

"Let me think," Chu Shijun's smile deepened, and he leaned back, feeling the softness on the back of his head and the increasingly firm hands on his forehead before asking, "Is it my Qianqian?"

Upon hearing this, the girl quickly withdrew her hands, her face flushed pink, and she muttered with downcast eyes, "What do you mean, 'your Qianqian'? You shameless bastard!"

Chu Shijun turned around, gazing at the girl's beautiful face without saying a word.

The person who arrived was Pei Qianqian. She was dressed simply, with long, jet-black hair, delicate features, and a few strands of hair gently draped over her cheeks and neck, swaying softly in the breeze.

After a few moments, the girl's face grew increasingly red. She lightly stepped on Chu Shijun's foot, pulled over a stool, sat down, casually picked up a book, and flipped through it, asking casually, "Who are Yuanyuan and Bingbing?"

"Of course it's my sister... hiss."

Before Chu Shijun could finish speaking, a small hand appeared on his waist, circling his territory three times to the left and three times to the right. He quickly said, "I was just making that up. Everyone knows I'm yours, and besides, who can be as pretty as you!"

"Hmph, passed!"

Pei Qianqian twitched her delicate nose, quickly opened her hand from Chu Shijun's waist and rubbed it, asking softly, "Does it hurt?"

"With such miraculous medicine by my side, let alone this little bit of pain, even becoming a ghost would be worth it."

"Smooth-talking!"

……

The two chatted and laughed for a while, then Pei Qianqian pointed to the notebook in front of Chu Shijun and asked curiously, "What are you writing in here? I've never seen you write this much before?"

"Take a look," Chu Shijun said, pushing the notebook over. He was just waiting for the other person to ask.

"That's not a good idea, what if it contains something important?" Despite saying that, Pei Qianqian still picked up the notebook and started reading.

"It is indeed important content, but it's only for you to see."

Pei Qianqian's face flushed pink again, and she felt very happy.

Upon seeing the opening line—"Striving to promote the peaceful rise of Great Xia"—I immediately focused my attention and withdrew my other hand, which had been rubbing against the wall and was getting a little hot.

There weren't many people in the library at the time, and the two of them were in a corner.

After Pei Qianqian started flipping through the notebook, the only sound in the silence was the rustling of the two turning pages.

A teacher on patrol passing by saw this scene and looked pleased. He couldn't help but admire the two studious students. He then turned on two more lights nearby before quietly leaving.

……

Pei Qianqian was engrossed in reading for half an hour when a cool breeze carrying the lingering heat from outside the window startled her. She gently put down her notebook, turned her head, and looked softly at Chu Shijun, who was reading.

As Pei Yihong's daughter, although she had no interest in politics, she was, after all, a top student at Han University, and having grown up in such a family, she naturally had a broad perspective.

From what Chu Shijun wrote here, she could tell that if he could maintain this level of quality, it would definitely become an influential book. Her father had read quite a few books like this before.

And Chu Shijun, who was able to write this book, must have been an exceptionally talented person.

"I suppose Dad should be satisfied with him?"

The thought flashed through her mind, and Pei Qianqian blushed again, quickly cursing herself inwardly for being shameless.

She never doubted whether the book was written by Chu Shijun. After all, if it was written by someone else, there would be no reason for them to be foolish enough not to publish it themselves, but to let a student from the countryside with no power or influence write it.

Moreover, some of the books mentioned at the beginning about the country of grapes were ones she had borrowed from Chu Shijun and had taken notes on.