spring bite mark

Chapter 242 The Jealous Husband's Cultivation Manual
Teacher Zhang simply glanced up at it casually.

She's almost forty, long past the age of being a lovesick fool.

But for a moment, the captivating brilliance of the man at the top of the spiral staircase still made my heart race for a while, and I felt dizzy with a blur of colors before my eyes.

Yan Changye wore a casual, gradient-collared, loose-fitting shirt with a delicate low V-neck and an elegant men's necklace. It was a stylish yet comfortable outfit. He had slightly parted, chestnut-colored hair, delicate features, thin, alluring lips, and fair skin. Combined with his charming and seductive bone structure and the noble air instilled by his top-tier family background...

Even the top celebrities in the entertainment industry who became famous for their stunning looks dare not compete with her.

Teacher Zhang's negative perception of her father as "irresponsible," "aloof," and "difficult to communicate with" shattered completely in an instant!

So what if someone looks like that and doesn't like to talk in the group?
So what if I don't attend parent-teacher meetings and parent-child activities?
If this really happens, will the school still have peaceful days? It'll probably be in turmoil for several months!

Despite having the same face as Yan Yu, the little boy had already attracted countless girls at school. But Teacher Zhang never imagined that when that face appeared on Yan Changye, it would give people a completely different feeling. Its destructive power was so great that even she, a woman whose son was in high school, felt deeply suffocated.

Teacher Zhang suddenly couldn't speak.

Yan Changye gracefully descended the stairs and sat down next to Jiang Manman, his peach blossom eyes slightly upturned.
"Teacher, you seem to have a lot of opinions about me."

Teacher Zhang: "..."

That was before.

Yan Changye reached out and beckoned the two children over, holding one on each side of his lap, his voice low and somber:

“Teacher, it’s not that I’ve neglected to discipline the children. In fact, I’ve been both a father and a mother to them throughout their kindergarten years and have put in a lot of effort. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with letting them be more independent when they start primary school.”

Teacher Zhang nodded: "...Yes."

“We’re not neglecting our child’s studies, we’re just busy with work and really don’t want to waste time on those trivial things that are always related to lollipops. Teacher Zhang, my time is very precious.”

As Yan Changye spoke, he took out a form from the drawer: "This is the schedule for the child's homework tutor and private tutor. Teacher Zhang, please take a look."

Teacher Zhang silently accepted the list. She didn't recognize many of the people on it, but she had read several of the educational books by the top-level primary school teachers who tutored her homework.

In addition, the list of titles such as "academician," "professor," and "expert" on the form made her heart go numb, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing that Teacher Zhang was a little out of sorts, Jiang Manman gently eased the atmosphere:

"Teacher, please rest assured that we will definitely keep our child's education in mind, and we will do our best to cooperate in any matter concerning our child in the future."

Teacher Zhang silently put the class schedule back in her hand: "Well, that's good."

"There's one more thing." Yan Changye clicked his tongue lightly, seemingly a little annoyed. "I'd like to trouble you, teacher, to keep an eye on those parents in the group who like to cause trouble. They've said several times that my son doesn't have a good home learning environment, which is why his grades are so bad."

Teacher Zhang quickly interjected, "There are a few parents who like to show off, and they have a sense of superiority because of the halo of their prestigious schools. I will remind them."

"Graduating from a prestigious university gives you a sense of superiority?" Yan Changye said with an "Oh". "The child's mother has a master's degree from Tsinghua University, I have a doctorate in finance from Tsinghua University, the child's grandfather is a visiting professor at Tsinghua University's School of Business, and everyone in the family has at least a master's or doctoral degree. There are also a bunch of academicians. In our family, academic qualifications are the least important thing."

Teacher Zhang: "...I will remind those parents again to watch their words."

“If they cause any more trouble,” Yan Changye said slowly, “let them go and see what your school’s newly built teaching building is called.”

Teacher Zhang: "..."

She can solve this problem.

Encountering the building...

Donated by the Yan Group, the largest financial conglomerate in the capital.

……

When the fifteenth cup of milk tea and the fifteenth bouquet of roses appeared on Yan Changye's desk in autumn, rumors about this "cinnabar mole" of the capital's infidelity spread throughout the capital's elite families.

The socialites in the elite circle who were hopelessly in love with Yan Changye were incredibly excited, as if they'd been injected with adrenaline. So much so that at every event Yan Changye attended, countless socialites began pulling out all the stops to make their presence felt, with some even directly making veiled attacks on Yan Changye's beloved wife on Weibo.

"Madam Yan, things have come to this point, aren't you going to come out and assert your sovereignty?"

Jiang Manman ignored her.

During this time, Mu Chan was busy with her relationship with Yan Changye, which caused a serious delay in her work, forcing her to get busy again.

However, perhaps due to the boost from being in a relationship, everyone at Mu Chan noticed that Jiang Manman's looks and temperament had recently reached a new level, and the number of people turning their heads to look at her on the street was ridiculously high.

The most direct consequence is that there are more bad romantic encounters.

Among these unwanted romantic advances, there were even one or two young masters from wealthy families.

Immersed in the honeymoon phase, Yan Changye begins to experience a period of anxiety and uncertainty.

“Boss, being anxious and insecure is a common phenomenon in relationships.” With the goal of benefiting both the boss and everyone else, Shen Zongqian acted as the relationship analyst for the restless boss when necessary. “That’s why so many people want to get married after dating, using marriage to solidify their love. Boss, with those two marriage certificates, no one can take your wife away from you, so there’s no need to be nervous.”

Yan Changye gently bit the straw of his eighteenth cup of milk tea, looking listless.

"Dating is definitely different from marriage. We've only been apart for a short time, and I can't even concentrate on work anymore."

Shen Zongqian glanced at the time; it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

The lady didn't leave this office until 2 o'clock.

"It's company business. If it's not too important, you can handle it. If it's important, call me." Yan Changye kicked back a chair. "I'm going to visit the baby."

It's better not to go.

When he arrived, he saw that there were more than a dozen bouquets of flowers in his girlfriend's studio, not including the Juliet roses he had given her.

"Boss is here!" The people of Mu Chan were all fans of Yan Changye's looks, and they immediately swarmed around him enthusiastically.

Yan Changye's sharp gaze fell on the dozen or so bouquets of flowers, his voice cool: "Who sent these flowers?"

“Some were gifts from clients, and some came from random people.” Jiang Rong quickly came out. “Don’t worry, Madam has already instructed that they all be disposed of later.”

Yan Changye gave a faint "hmm": "Draw up a list of people who will send flowers for me later."

Jiang Rong's heart skipped a beat: "Okay."

The lady had received plenty of flowers and gifts in the past, but apart from a few who were the most persistent and were targeted by Chairman Yan, the big boss usually ignored them.

Unlike now, even the smallest flower can trigger his sensitive nerves.

Yan Dong's jealousy seems to have intensified, to the point of seeing enemies everywhere.

Jiang Manman is drawing design drafts in her office.

Yan Changye pushed open the door and sat down on the sofa in her office, exuding a cold and noble aura like a leopard cat.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Manman asked in surprise. "We just parted ways at noon."

"There's nothing much going on at the company, so I came to keep you company at work, baby." Yan Changye took out his phone, opened a game, and said, "Baby, you can do your own thing, I'll just play games."

Jiang Manman was speechless: "With you like this... it makes no difference whether you come or not."

“There is a difference.” Yan Changye sighed softly. “I only feel at ease when I’m in the same room with the baby.”

(End of this chapter)