From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Ye Churan huddled in the corner of the sofa, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Yunzhou pulled his coat tighter around himself, whispered "It's alright," then stood up and turned his gaze to Zhao Liqun, who was still groaning on the ground, threatening to take revenge.

He was consumed by murderous intent!

He took two steps forward, bent down and grabbed Zhao Liqun's short, fat neck. With a sudden lift of his arm, he lifted the nearly 200-pound mass of flesh with one hand, as if it were a sack.

"Heh...heh ah..."

Zhao Liqun's face turned a deep purplish-red, his tongue lolled out, and his short legs kicked wildly in the air, one of his shoes flying off. He gripped Lu Yunzhou's wrist tightly, his fingernails leaving white marks, but he couldn't budge it an inch.

"You bastard."

Lu Yunzhou's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was squeezed out from under his throat, each word spitting out, "If you dare touch a single hair on Teacher Ye's head, I'll strangle you right here tonight."

The hand gripping his neck tightened, Zhao Liqun's eyes rolled back, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, his body twitched a few times, and suddenly a large dark patch of urine seeped out from his crotch, followed by a strong smell of urine spreading throughout the living room.

At that moment, Lu Yunzhou had only one thought in his mind: kill him.

If I hadn't come tonight, what would this beast have done to Ye Churan, leaving her alone in this room?

He dared not think any further.

"Cloud Boat!"

Ye Churan stood up, bracing herself against the sofa armrest, and staggered over, grabbing his arm tightly with both hands. Her voice trembled, "Enough! Let him go!"

"Teacher Ye, don't interfere! Keeping this kind of person around is just asking for trouble!"

"Listen to me!"

Ye Churan's eyes were red-rimmed, and her voice was urgent and low, "If you kill him, what will you do for the rest of your life? Your future, your life, can't be ruined by something like this!"

Lu Yunzhou didn't let go, his teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.

Ye Churan bit her lip, took two steps to walk behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her whole body against his back, and rested her cheek against his shoulder blade.

"Yunzhou, be good."

Her voice softened, trembling with tears and a nasal tone, "I'm fine, really fine. Let him go, don't ruin yourself, okay?"

The warmth from behind seeped through the shirt, carrying a faint scent of laundry detergent.

Lu Yunzhou's tense muscles relaxed inch by inch, and the surging anger in his mind subsided as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

He let go.

"Thump."

Zhao Liqun fell to the floor, clutching his throat and gasping for breath, tears and snot streaming down his face. He was a far cry from his previous aggressive self.

Lu Yunzhou didn't look at him again, coldly uttering a single word: "Get lost."

As if struck by lightning, Zhao Liqun scrambled and rolled toward the door, bumping into the crooked door frame and bouncing back. He struggled to squeeze out, his footsteps clattering and disappearing into the hallway.

Lu Yunzhou took a deep breath and turned to face Ye Churan.

"Teacher Ye, I'm sorry to have startled you."

"no."

Ye Churan wiped her eyes and forced a smile. "As long as you don't do anything stupid, that kind of person isn't worth a life."

"Um."

After he finished speaking, there was a three-second silence between them.

Ye Churan then realized that she had been clinging to him.

The color crept up her face, her ears burned, and she unconsciously took a step back, her gaze fixed on the shards of the coffee table, refusing to look at his face.

She was, after all, a twenty-six-year-old woman who had never been with a man since her husband's death. Her posture just now... the more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became.

Lu Yunzhou also felt a little awkward, scratched the back of his head, and took the initiative to break the silence: "Teacher Ye, are you hungry? Is there any noodles in the kitchen? I'll make you some noodles."

Ye Churan nodded gently: "Yes, you should eat some too."

"Alright."

Twenty minutes later, Lu Yunzhou came out of the kitchen carrying two steaming bowls of noodles.

Just as I placed it on the dining table, I heard footsteps on the stairs.

Ye Churan came downstairs after taking a shower. Her long hair was not completely dry, hanging wetly over her shoulders, with a few stray hairs sticking to her forehead.

She changed into a light gray loungewear dress, the cotton fabric loose and baggy, the hem of which went past her knees, revealing a slender, white curve of her calves.

With her face bare, her features were even cleaner than when she wore makeup. She looked like she had just been pulled out of the water, her whole body still warm from a shower and smelling of soap.

No wonder all the teachers in the school said in private that she was the most beautiful female teacher in the school, a thirty-year-old woman who looked like she was in her early twenties.

"Eat quickly, the noodles are going to clump together."

Lu Yunzhou pulled out a chair.

Ye Churan sat down, picked up her chopsticks, glanced at him, and frowned: "You ran away from the hospital, didn't you? You're running around everywhere before your injuries have even healed."

"I'm really healthy now, even stronger than before."

Lu Yunzhou patted his chest, his tone resolute.

Ye Churan stared at him for two seconds, then lowered her head to eat her noodles without saying anything more.

The living room was quiet for a while, with only the sound of chopsticks touching the rim of bowls.

Lu Yunzhou took a few bites, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Teacher Ye, there's something I want to ask you. Is Teacher Xu's burial plot about to expire?"

Ye Churan stopped picking up the noodles.

She didn't look up, and after several seconds she whispered, "How did you know?"

"That bastard Zhao Liqun just mentioned it."

Looking at her expression, Lu Yunzhou asked, "How much will it cost to renew the lease?"

Don't worry about that, I have a way of handling it.

Ye Churan put the noodles in her mouth, chewed them a couple of times, and her expression didn't change much.

"Teacher Ye."

Lu Yunzhou's tone turned serious, "If you had a solution, you wouldn't have been manipulated by Zhao Liqun to this day. Tell me the truth."

Ye Churan's chopsticks hovered on the rim of the bowl, remaining motionless for a long time.

"The cemetery will extend the lease for at least ten years."

Her voice was very soft, "Two hundred thousand."

Lu Yunzhou remained silent for a few seconds.

Two hundred thousand.

The salary of an average person who doesn't eat or drink for more than half a year.

"I have 100,000 here."

He spoke.

"no."

Ye Churan immediately looked up, her tone a notch firmer than before, "You just got out of the army not long ago, it wasn't easy for you to save up some money, what won't you spend money on when you get married and buy a house? You can't just throw it all away on this."

"Teacher Ye, please let me finish what I have to say."

Lu Yunzhou put down his bowl, leaned forward, and looked at her directly. "When I first came to Sheng'an, I didn't know anyone and almost got expelled from school for fighting."

"It was you who pleaded for me everywhere and used so many connections to get me a spot in the army."

"If it weren't for you, I'd probably be hanging around on some street now, long gone."

"I remember every single detail of this kindness I have received."

"If I don't help you now that you're in trouble, what kind of human being would I be?"

Ye Churan's lips moved, but she didn't say anything, her eyes reddening slightly.

"The 100,000 yuan is the bonus I received for meritorious service in the army plus what I saved after I was discharged. It's important to renew Teacher Xu's burial plot. We can't let him rest in peace after he's gone."

Lu Yunzhou said calmly, "I'll figure out a way to get the remaining 100,000."

Ye Churan lowered her head, her chopsticks clenched in her hand, and remained silent for a long while.

It was because she couldn't raise enough money for the cemetery plot that she asked around for loans, and when the news got out, Zhao Liqun found an excuse to pester her.

In the years since her husband left, she has been struggling on her own. The male colleagues at school look at her with ulterior motives, and the female colleagues gossip behind her back, saying that she is too young to be a widow, and their words are full of barbs.

She picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of noodles, chewed a couple of times, and then tears streamed down her face and fell into the bowl.

Lu Yunzhou watched, feeling a tightness in his chest, but he said nothing and simply sat there silently with her.

Just then, footsteps came from the doorway.

Two figures walked in through the broken security door frame, their gloomy gazes sweeping across the living room before landing on the two people at the dining table.