Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

He Tingchu froze on the spot, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his blood seemed to freeze.

The tennis ball flew past Wen Xi's chest. Wen Xi frowned, but failed to catch the ball.

She instinctively clutched her chest, staggered a few steps, bent over, and squatted down.

Gu Lianyu rushed to Wen Xi's side as quickly as possible, squatted down beside her, and asked with concern,

"Wen Xi, how are you? Are you alright?"

Xia Qing was also startled; she hadn't expected He Tingchu's ball to hit Wen Xi.

"It's alright, teacher." Wen Xi paused for a moment, breathing heavily.

He Tingchu was just a few meters away, his back feeling icy cold.

What had he just done? Yet his feet felt like they were made of lead; the person was right in front of him, but he couldn't move an inch.

The man's eyes were bloodshot.

After carefully checking Wen Xi and confirming that she was alright, Gu Lianyu helped her off the field to rest and handed her a bottle of mineral water.

"Are you really alright? If you feel unwell, you must tell me. You're a medical student, so don't avoid seeking medical help." Gu Lianyu instructed.

"Teacher, I'm really fine." Wen Xi tugged at the corners of his lips, frowned slightly, and a faint smile played on his lips.

"Should we go to the hospital for a check-up?" Xia Qing asked tentatively.

"It's alright, Professor Xia. My teacher got me an appointment with a specialist." Wen Xi smiled slightly.

The man not far away was deathly pale. Gu Lianyu murmured.

"What's wrong? Why are you so scared? Are you afraid I'll come after you?"

He Tingchu was momentarily dazed, but his expression finally returned to normal. His eyes were bloodshot, but his voice was fierce.

"Who told you to answer that! Are you alright?" Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wen Xi was startled by his shout.

"It's nothing." Wen Xi lowered his eyes, his eyelids gradually filling with tears.

"Tingchu, don't blame yourself. Wenxi is fine. You didn't do it on purpose. Wipe your sweat," Xia Qing comforted him, handing him a towel.

He Tingchu took it blankly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Seeing the intimate actions between the two, Wen Xi felt a heavy tightness in his chest, and being hit by the ball made his heart feel even worse.

She was injured because of him, and he didn't even say a word of concern.

She didn't even mind his shot, yet he dared to yell at her!

Who gave him the guts?

What is this?

Shouldn't he apologize?

Why shouldn't he apologize?

He wiped his face, and the ring on his ring finger gleamed faintly with metallic luster in the sunlight.

Wen Xi looked up and glared at her, his cunning eyes narrowing slightly as a plan formed in his mind:

"Professor He, your wedding ring is so beautiful. What brand is it?"

[I want you to flirt with beautiful women in front of me.]

Hmph, I don't like green either.

Having said that, Wen Xi met his gaze with sharp eyes.

Upon hearing the sound, Xia Qing followed Wen Xi's gaze out of the corner of her eye and stared at the man's well-defined ring finger, her eyes fixed on it.

"What's going on?" Gu Lianyu grabbed his arm, pointed at the diamond ring on his hand, and questioned him, as if struck by lightning.

"How could my senior be getting married? It must just be a decorative ring." Xia Qing's cheeks twitched uncontrollably a few times.

Over the past few years, she and He Tingchu have been studying and working together. She knows that He Tingchu only cares about academics and papers, and she has never heard of him having a girlfriend.

Three years ago, she confessed her feelings, but He Tingchu rejected her in an almost cruel manner.

He Tingchu said he had no feelings for her, only considered her a friend, and hoped she wouldn't cross the line, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to be friends anymore.

Xia Qing naturally knew He Tingchu's temperament; he meant what he said.

So she reverted to the way friends interacted, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

She hasn't been in a relationship all these years; she's waiting for the right opportunity.

This time, she went back to China with him, and she felt that the opportunity was coming soon.

She kept waiting for him to slowly realize that she had always been there, that she had always loved him.

Her youth.

It's true that you shouldn't meet an overly stunning man when you're young, because he will become a thorn in your heart and draw blood.

Xia Qing looked up at him blankly, her eyes red. She desperately wanted him to say "no".

...

"Yes, I'm married. I got my marriage certificate two months ago. It's clearly written in my personal file on the faculty and staff website that I'm married. Didn't you see it?" He Tingchu raised his eyes indifferently, his dark eyes giving a cold glance, his gaze seemingly thick and unyielding.

Out of the corner of his eye, Wen Xi caught sight of the man's unfathomable black eyes. He never expected that the man would so openly admit that he was married.

This time, she lost her composure; her fingertips gripping the racket trembled.

He Tingchu didn't play by the rules.

She simply wanted to mess with him; she thought he would try to deny it, and she wanted to see him look guilty.

As a result, her heart pounded like a drum, and she accidentally got carried away and got herself into trouble.

Wen Xi lowered her eyelashes, her heart in turmoil, trying to come up with a line to defend herself.

Gu Lianyu unlocked his phone and browsed Peking University's official website. After carefully reading it, he turned off his phone and said sternly:

"Damn it... He Tingchu, are you even human? You actually kept this from me?"

Xia Qing's face darkened, she almost lost her balance, and her lips turned purple.

Wen Xi saw through it but didn't say anything, only wanting to disappear on the spot, his palms clenched tightly.

"I was afraid you'd be jealous of me, so I chose not to tell you." He Tingchu rolled her eyes.

Enraged, Gu Lianyu kicked him without hesitation.

"Damn it, He Gou, you're a real bastard! Who is your woman? Do I even know her?"

You know them, and you're quite familiar with them.

He Tingchu looked listless and glared at the woman sitting upright to the side.

Wen Xi was almost petrified, his humble eyes pleading silently:

"Please, please, He Tingchu, don't say it, I beg you."

"How will you repay me?" He Tingchu raised an eyebrow.

The two were exchanging glances frantically.

"Do as you please."

"I remember what you said."

"I remember, Professor He had my little braid."

"You'd better be."

..

After a brief exchange of words, He Tingchu spoke calmly.

"I'll introduce you to Mrs. He when the time is right. Don't worry, just remember to prepare a big red envelope in advance."

"Damn, so heartless! Am I the only one single?"

"That's because you're useless."

"Damn it, when did you start dating someone behind my back?"

What a load of rubbish.

They haven't even started talking yet!

Wen Xi was speechless, his eyes fixed blankly on his toes.

The two bantered amongst themselves, unaware that Xia Qing had disappeared from the court at some point.

"Where's Xia Qing?" Gu Lianyu finally realized.

"Professor Xia said he had to leave first. Teachers, if there's nothing else, I'll be going too."

Wen Xi finally found an excuse. Before Gu Lianyu could say anything, she grabbed the human skeleton and disappeared from the stadium in a flash.

"Wen Xi, if you feel discomfort in your chest, call your teacher," Gu Lianyu instructed from behind.

"OK." Wen Xi made a big gesture behind his back.

Gu Lianyu smiled, his face full of doting affection.

"You disrespectful brat."

He Tingchu's eyes immediately turned cold, and his tone became very unpleasant.

"She's your student, you'd better know your place."

"Damn, you don't think I have any dirty thoughts about my students, do you? I'm a very upright teacher." Gu Lianyu felt offended.

"You'd better be one of those who are forbidden from dating teachers at Kyoto University."

"Damn it, He Tingchu, I'll never forgive you!"

Wen Xi is indeed clever and adorable, but he has not yet become morally depraved.

He likes Xia Qing.

However, he had clearly seen the indescribable sadness in Xia Qing's eyes just now.

Gu Lianyu had always known that Xia Qing had always liked He Tingchu.

His heart was heavy with sorrow, for he could not have the one he loved.

Wen Xi felt he was running very fast, but before he even reached the dormitory entrance, as he passed through the garden path, that familiar Maybach stopped by the roadside.

Indeed, two legs can't outrun four wheels.

He Tingchu stepped out of the car, his face grim. He grabbed her pale wrist with his large hand, and helplessly dragged her to a secluded spot in a dark alley.

He gently tugged, pulling her slender waist into his embrace. Wen Xi, along with the skeleton in her arms, nestled into the man's burning chest.

The two people's skin was pressed tightly against "it," the chilling human skeleton, and "it" lay across them at arm's length.

"Could you please stop holding it?" He Tingchu frowned, feeling truly uneasy.

"Mind your own business!" Wen Xi kicked his sneaker.

"Does it hurt? Let me see?" He Tingchu asked in a rather frivolous manner.

The rough fingertips touched her chest, and her fingertips felt an electric shock, so she quickly moved them away.

"He Tingchu, you pervert." Wen Xi shoved his palm away without any politeness.

"I... I was just worried about you..." the man stammered.

"Come on, I think you're deliberately serving the ball this way to me." Wen Xi pouted.

He pinched her cheek gently with his knuckles.

"Wen Qiqi, speak properly." A faint smile played on his thin lips.

"Who told you to catch the ball? Wen Qiqi, don't do things beyond your capabilities." He Tingchu's voice carried an undeniable authority.

"I can catch it." Wen Xi pouted, her lips puffed out in a huff.

"I didn't want you to return that ball. Don't forget, who taught you tennis?" The man lifted her stubborn chin with his well-defined fingers, his thin lips curving slightly.

"He Tingchu, I think you did this on purpose, hmph." Wen Xi's eyes widened like copper bells.

"How could I bully Mrs. He? If I were to bully her, I'd do it in a different way. Mrs. He, would you like to guess how I want to bully you?" The man's deep brows and eyes were as calm as a deep pool.

Wen Xi was forced to look him in the eye. Her heart skipped a beat. What was he saying? He really dared to say anything.

Her mouth was squeezed together by He Tingchu's fingers. Her eyes were wide open, and her cherry lips were pouting, making her look like an angry pufferfish, extremely cute, but also poisonous.

"He Tingchu, let me go, you pervert!" Wen Xi's voice was like a deflated balloon.

"Is Mrs. He jealous?" He Tingchu asked with a slight smile.

"I'll eat a... fart."

Before the last word could be uttered, the man in front of her fiercely stole her breath, his domineering and powerful aura instantly filling her.