You're my wife, don't doubt it!

“No, no, no,” Xiao Yao quickly said, “It’s dangerous for you to have such an idea. The organization will definitely not agree to it. It’s an infringement on your free will.”

“No, you didn’t understand what I meant—” the ribbonfish protested.

If any man, when faced with a woman who doesn't accept him or meet his expectations, were to try to violate and change her heart, wouldn't that be terrifying? Wouldn't everything fall into chaos?

Zhang Zhengkai's problem has not been fully resolved to this day. Under such circumstances, Xiao Yao, in his position, instinctively felt disgusted by this idea.

People's perspectives are determined by their own circumstances. If it were a year or six months ago, Xiao Yao might have actively encouraged Daiyu to make this idea, or even assisted Daiyu in taking action, because back then, he could only chase after cars, but now, he is the one sitting in the car.

Xiao Yao sighed.

At that moment, the preparation bell rang.

"Don't think nonsense," Xiao Yao punched the ribbonfish. "I've already asked Shen Jie to persuade Yan Xiao again. Just wait for our news."

“No need,” Ribbonfish swallowed, “Alright, then I’ll leave it to you two.”

Since meat couldn't be eaten at noon and the cafeteria didn't have any decent dishes, Xiao Yao bribed the gatekeeper, Uncle Qin, and took Yu Luying out for lunch.

Perhaps the restaurant wasn't very clean, but Xiao Yao's stomach started hurting during class in the afternoon.

It started as a slight discomfort, but quickly became unbearable.

He tried to squeeze his legs together to relieve the pressure on his body, but to no avail.

Teacher Yuan was explaining a Chinese text on the podium, but Xiao Yao couldn't concentrate—his mind was filled with how to endure the pain.

Normally, all you need to do is raise your hand and say you have an upset stomach and need to go to the toilet; it's not a big deal... but...

but.

Xiao Yao glanced at his deskmate, Yu Luying, who was slumped over the table.

"Ah..." Xiao Yao couldn't help but groan softly, attracting the attention of the students in the front row.

"Are you alright?" Zhou Yao turned around and asked with concern.

"I...I'm fine." Xiao Yao forced a smile, trying to pretend that everything was normal.

"Yu Luying, are you alright?" Zhou Yao wasn't looking at herself.

Xiao Yao: "..."

Yu Luying shook her head, and Zhou Yao had no choice but to turn her head back.

But as time went on, the pain became more and more intense, as if a fire was burning inside his stomach.

Sweat poured from Xiao Yao's forehead as he gritted his teeth, his face contorted with effort.

"I can't... I really can't..." Xiao Yao murmured, feeling that he was about to give up.

If we had been splattered with excrement on the spot, we would have become an even bigger laughingstock.

Rather than that, it would be better to...

"I agree," Yu Luying thought.

"Go and report to the teacher. I'll go out with you later," Yu Luying thought again.

No, that would be embarrassing for you. I'd rather be the one who's embarrassed, Xiao Yao thought.

"No..." Yu Luying thought, "And what's the difference?"

Xiao Yao roared inwardly, "Whatever I say goes!"

Immediately afterwards, he heard the screeching sound of the chair legs scraping against the ground.

“Report!” Yu Luying stood up, her voice trembling.

Teacher Yuan stopped her rhythmic recitation of classical Chinese: "What's wrong?"

Yu Luying clutched her lower abdomen in pain.

"Go quickly." Teacher Yuan tossed her head, and Yu Luying had already dashed out like lightning.

A soft laugh rippled through the classroom, but Xiao Yao couldn't understand what was so funny.

“Teacher Yuan, I’ll go and take a look,” Zhou Yao stood up and offered.

Just before Teacher Yuan nodded, Xiao Yao reached out and pressed Zhou Yao down to sit: "No need, I'll go."

"Go and figure out how to respond..."

Before Teacher Yuan could speak, Xiao Yao had already run out on his own.

He knew he had no other choice.

"Hey, Xiao Yao, wait a minute! That girl has a stomachache, why are you following her?" Teacher Yuan's voice rang out behind the boy: "Come back, come back here!"

Xiao Yao strode forward like a shooting star, the wind seeming to whistle past his ears, the boy following closely behind the girl's footsteps, never leaving her side.

He completely forgot about Teacher Yuan's voice and the uproarious laughter, table-banging, and jeers coming from the classroom.

……

By the time Xiao Yao and Yu Luying returned to the classroom, it was already time for get out of class to end.

As they entered the classroom, they could still hear whispers and soft laughter coming from the surrounding area.

Xiao Yao ignored it, but he was still a little worried about Yu Luying's mental resilience.

Before they even returned to their seats, class monitor Chen Lu had already jogged up to greet them.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Director Lin wants you to come to his office," Chen Lu relayed, "immediately, right away."

Chapter 370

2023-11-03

"I told you to come, not that I asked you to come!" Director Lin said in a low, angry voice.

In Xiao Yao's memory, this was the first time he had ever seen the usually mild-mannered grade head so furious.

Not to mention that the target of his anger was a well-behaved girl, Yu Luying, who was once the top student in the grade.

Yu Luying blushed, and hesitated to speak.

"Go back to the classroom!" Director Lin snapped. "What's the next period—let me see, is it PE?"

“You go first, listen to Teacher Lin,” Xiao Yao turned to Yu Luying and said, “Go to class first.”

Yu Luying opened her mouth, then said "Okay" in a voice barely above a whisper, turned and walked out of the grade director's office, closing the door behind her.

Of course, she didn't go anywhere; she just leaned against the wall and slowly slid down.

The girl squatted by the door, burying her head in her knees.

Fortunately, Director Lin did not go to extremes; he only focused his attention on Xiao Yao.

He stared at him, remaining silent for several minutes, until the latter couldn't help but call out, "Teacher Lin..."

“Xiao Yao,” Director Lin looked up at Xiao Yao, making no attempt to invite him to sit down, “you’ve grown taller over the summer, haven’t you?”

"Huh?" Xiao Yao was stunned: "Really, Teacher Lin? I didn't even notice."

"Go back and have your grandma measure you; you might be 1.8 meters tall," Director Lin said.

"Okay, sure," Xiao Yao replied obediently.

He wanted to urge Director Lin to get to the point quickly, but in the end he said nothing.

"You did well on the initial assessment test this semester," Director Lin said, changing the subject and praising the student. His angry tone and expression softened slightly.

"Thank you, Teacher Lin," Xiao Yao replied.

"It wasn't for nothing that I stood up for you when Teacher Song was in that situation back then," Director Lin gently reminded her.

The grade head is different from other teachers; they have a separate office and don't have to always deliberately avoid others when speaking.

"Uh, I will always remember Teacher Lin's kindness," Xiao Yao replied sincerely, not just being glib.

"Keep it up," Director Lin encouraged.

“Yeah,” Xiao Yao said.

"However, Yu Luying's grades have clearly declined," Director Lin said.

“Reporting to Teacher Lin, this is just a shock and adjustment—I asked her, and she was just not feeling well that day.” Xiao Yao immediately replied, “I will make sure to keep an eye on her when I get back.”

Director Lin sighed deeply: "Xiao Yao, be honest, how has Teacher Lin treated you?"

Xiao Yao didn't use overly dramatic phrases like "a debt of gratitude as heavy as a mountain" or "like being reborn," but simply replied sincerely, "You've been very good to me."

"I..." Teacher Lin began again, but after stammering "I" twice, she couldn't find the words to say.

"Teacher Lin is an excellent teacher," Xiao Yao commented directly. "She has a high level of teaching ability, is meticulous and responsible in her work, and as the grade head, she never puts on airs. She treats students as her friends, actively connects with them, and deeply implements the concept of quality education in the new century. She truly embodies people-oriented education, is open-minded, and her teaching methods focus on persuasion rather than punishment..."

"Ah, alright, alright," Director Lin waved his hand dismissively, "No wonder you always get high scores in politics—but it's no use flattering me here. If I hadn't stopped you, the principal or the dean of students would be here to talk to you today."

As Director Lin spoke, he lifted the lid of the teacup, but there was no tea inside. Xiao Yao took the cup over and filled it with hot water from the water dispenser.

"Alright, alright," Director Lin said.

“Teacher Lin,” Xiao Yao finally put on a grin, “We’re all so familiar with each other, so please just say what you want to say. I have to go to class.”