The Cold Professor Is Sweeter Than Expected

Shen Yan was famous at A University for being untouchably aloof.

Gold-rimmed glasses, an immaculate suit, a regular presence in academic journals, and a talent for freezing even the most enthusiastic students in class.

He was a finely calibrated iceberg of a man. Feelings? Just noise that interfered with the data.

Jiang Lin was his new teaching assistant, a little ball of sunshine bursting with energy. He had a warm smile and was clumsy at everything, yet somehow had the power to melt winter, though he was completely unaware of it himself.

At first, everyone thought Jiang Lin wouldn't last a week working for Professor Shen.

After all, Professor Shen hated “trouble,” and Jiang Lin was practically trouble personified.

Spilling coffee? Messing up the papers?

But instead of Jiang Lin's dismissal notice, everyone witnessed a series of astonishing sights:

When Jiang Lin dozed off, Professor Shen quietly turned up the air conditioning.

When Jiang Lin complained about the food in the cafeteria, a box of gourmet food from a private chef appeared the next day.

When an upperclassman flirted with Jiang Lin, the look behind Professor Shen's glasses turned cold enough to freeze water. Then he turned around and cornered Jiang Lin in an empty lab.

Someone even saw a mug printed with a little sun in Professor Shen's private apartment, which had been frozen in time for years!

“Professor Shen, your coffee, no sugar!” Jiang Lin said with a bright smile.

Shen Yan accepted it expressionlessly, but after Jiang Lin turned away, he gently ran his fingertips around the rim, the spot Jiang Lin touched every day.

“Professor Shen, this data is so hard...” Jiang Lin furrowed his brow in distress.

In a notebook filled with his name, Shen Yan's sharp handwriting read: “Jiang Lin, my little sun, my... dangerously sweet one.”