A Young Woman's Heart

When Mo Xueyao woke up, it felt like there had been no rain at all.

The traces of rain had long been dried by the scorching sun overhead, as if nothing had ever happened.

Hua Yinyin was fast asleep, lying sideways with her clothes loosely draped over her shoulders and the hem of her clothes lifted up, revealing her clean, white navel.

"I knew it was so cold in the middle of the night. The air conditioner was on, why did you kick off the blanket..." Mo Xueyao muttered helplessly, picking up the blankets that had fallen to the floor and spreading them out on the bed again. "Heave-ho!"

"Aiya ya—woo ya ya—" Hua Yinyin mumbled incoherently, unconsciously wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth.

"Get up—!" Mo Xueyao shook her head vigorously. "We're going to the beach today!"

Although the villa is right by the sea, you still need to pick a good day to go there.

A cloudy day like today is quite nice.

The sun appears and disappears intermittently, making it neither too hot nor too gloomy.

"Ouch—" Hua Yinyin opened her eyes, startled by the shaking. "So dizzy, so dizzy..."

"get up--!"

"Get up..." Hua Yinyin yawned widely, groggily getting up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned several more times. "What time is it?"

It's eight o'clock.

"Phew... I still want to sleep..."

"If you keep sleeping, it'll be noon!" Mo Xueyao patted her head. "Wash up and go downstairs for breakfast. I heard footsteps in the hallway earlier; quite a few people must be up by now."

"What should we eat for breakfast...?"

"Order whatever you want," Mo Xueyao replied casually as she walked into the restroom.

However, today the students didn't get to order breakfast freely. Instead, Mizuki Shi prepared Cantonese breakfasts in advance and placed them in front of a low cabinet like a buffet for everyone to choose from.

Mo Xueyao had no appetite when she first got up in the morning. She ate two crab roe buns and a cup of Longjing tea and was full.

"Is anyone still asleep?" Mo Xueyao tapped Li Wanyan's shoulder on the sofa.

Li Wanyan glanced sideways at the woman behind her and replied, "They're all up."

"Hey, where are the rest of the people?"

"Wash up."

"Looks like I got up pretty early~" Mo Xueyao stretched out a big yawn, and Hua Yinyin slumped against her.

"Sleepy--"

"Don't lean on me, Hua Yinyin, you're too heavy!"

"Hmm, is my chest feeling too heavy?"

"Ugh—I heard Yinyin saying some awful things first thing in the morning," Wang Jiale said with a look of disgust as she came downstairs.

"Everyone, please put on your swimsuits and trunks in a bit. Is there anyone who can't swim?"

Logically speaking, after taking swimming lessons, no one should be unable to swim anymore, but some people are still not confident in their swimming skills, after all, this is the sea, not a swimming pool.

For example, Wang Jiale immediately raised his hand: "Awen, although I can swim, I'd feel more at ease if you gave me a swimming ring!"

"Okay, who else needs a swimming ring? Don't overdo it," Ye Wen said with a light laugh.

Mo Xueyao hesitated. Actually, her swimming skills weren't very good, especially at the beach like this, so it was better to be careful. However, her remaining male pride made her struggle with whether or not to speak.

Although others wouldn't think much of it, she felt it was too embarrassing to admit she wasn't a very good swimmer—after all, there were swimming lessons at school…

Just as she was hesitating, she heard the roar of a car in the distance. Mo Xueyao subconsciously looked out the floor-to-ceiling window and saw a high-chassis SUV driving through the forest, slowing down and coming to a stop just before reaching the gate.

"Oh, here it is!" Ye Wen walked excitedly to the door, pressed the electric switch on the gate, and waved vigorously at the SUV.

"Oh no, they're here..." But Qiu Yi's reaction was completely different, which made Mo Xueyao very curious.

Who exactly has arrived?

Why was Ye Wen so happy, while Qiu Yi looked like he'd been caught red-handed by the police while soliciting a prostitute?

"You're here—" Wang Qianyu said casually, crossing her legs.

Taiyin and Tianyin walked to the door and quietly watched the SUV slowly drive in.

"Master is here! I wonder if he brought me a gift this time? Last time he called, I said I wanted a big squid!" Tianyin said excitedly to herself, while Shui Zhishi covered her mouth and chuckled softly beside her.

"Master?" Mo Xueyao asked Shui Zhishi with a puzzled look, leaning against the door frame.

Mizuki Shi answered very patiently, "It's Wenwen's parents who have returned."

"Ah, Ms. Ye Wen's parents?" Mo Xueyao unconsciously used honorifics, no longer calling them by their nicknames as usual.

"Yes, don't worry, the master and madam are very easy to talk to. Hmm—to be more formal, you should call them Master and Master's wife, or Grandpa and Grandma... but Madam might not be too happy about that. Well, how about calling them Uncle and Aunt?"

"The issue of seniority is really a headache..." Mo Xueyao couldn't help but rub her temples.

After the SUV pulled into the garage and came to a stop, a dignified-looking man got out of the car and then led a graceful and elegant lady out of the vehicle.

She takes very good care of herself and looks like she's only in her early thirties.

But thinking about it carefully, he should be at least in his forties, right?

After all, Ye Wen is at least twenty-five years old.

It just goes to show how powerful these genes are that prevent aging. Look at our homeroom teacher, Ye Wen, she looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

When Ye's father approached, Mo Xueyao felt an inexplicable pressure, as if a subordinate had met a superior, and she didn't even dare to raise her head.

No wonder the commoners in novels always kneel down when they see the powerful and wealthy, and even stutter when they speak. This kind of aura that comes from being in a high position for a long time is really real...

"Dad, what are you doing? You scared my student!" Ye Wen pinched the soft flesh on her father's arm hard and glared at him.

"Exactly, you still have such a sour face even when you get home. Didn't you put on enough show at the office?" Ye's mother chimed in without any politeness, showing no mercy whatsoever. "You're always wearing that long face. Can't you be a little more friendly? This isn't the Republican era anymore. Do you still think you're some kind of lord?"

"Master," Shui Zhishi greeted respectfully from the side, "Madam."

"Don't call him 'Master,' just call him 'Old Man.'"

"Cough!" Ye's father coughed heavily and said in a low voice to the two women beside him, "What are you doing? There are so many people here."

"Tch, stop pretending to be serious." Ye Wen ruffled her father's hair, making it all messy. "This is much better!"

His authority was instantly shattered, and Ye's father's face fell: "Oh well, she's my only daughter after all, what can I do?"

"Hello, Uncle!"

Hello, Uncle!

"Greetings, Master."

Other students also gathered around, greeting him with all sorts of different names.

"Hello, Grandpa!" Li Hongran, who was several heads taller than Ye's father, greeted respectfully.

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

"Old man, look at you, you're a grandfather now, can't you be a little more kind and gentle?" Mrs. Ye said with a smile and a scolding tone. "Look how enthusiastic the students are!"

"Hello everyone."

Hearing this obviously pretentious speech, Ye Wen couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You're not the leader now—"

"Are you settling in alright?" Ye's father simply ignored Ye Wen, but he was no longer as intimidating as before, and had a more amiable air about him. "If there's anything you want to eat, just tell Xiao Shi, and she'll take care of it."

"It's alright, it's alright, we've already eaten very well!" Li Hongran laughed loudly.

"Yes, yes, it's fine." Mo Xueyao nodded in agreement.

Others echoed his sentiments.

As they were talking, the driver, who was probably responsible for driving, came over from behind and stuffed the sunglasses he was wearing back into his jacket pocket.

"Uncle Wang," Ye Wen greeted him.

At this moment, Qiu Yi, who had been hiding in the kitchen pretending not to be there, finally slowly strolled out.

"Cough, Dad."

"Dad? What do you mean, 'Dad'? When did I ever say I was going to marry my daughter to you? Why are you here again?!" Ye's father said, his beard bristling and eyes wide, as if he had gotten angry the moment he saw Qiu Yi.

But this makes him seem more like an ordinary father.

"Cough, Dad, don't do that, there are so many people here."

"Honey, look at this kid, taking advantage of me!"

"Hahaha—" The students couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Turns out, this seemingly serious 'little old man' is actually quite interesting!

Of course, to be precise, he should be a middle-aged man; calling him an old man would be an exaggeration.

"What's wrong? You always seem to be at odds with your son-in-law, Qiu Yi. Have you been taking good care of my Wenwen lately?" Mother Ye asked with a smile.

A large black dog darted out from behind Uncle Wang, the driver, and pounced on him before Qiu Yi could speak, almost knocking him to the ground.

"Ah, Black Emperor—wait, it's only been a short time! Haha, it tickles!" Qiu Yi laughed loudly.

Mr. Ye said coldly, clearly displeased, "You're never serious."

"Stop nitpicking. Why? Does a son-in-law have to be rich?"

"What right does someone who can't even make a lot of money himself have to be my son-in-law? Who will take over this business in the future?"

"Leave it to Wenwen. Besides, abilities need to be cultivated."

Ye's father didn't answer, but his expression clearly showed his dissatisfaction.

Mo Xueyao recognized the big black dog as Black Emperor, and the yellow and white tabby cat that darted over from behind was Milk Candy.

It differs from Mo Xueyao's crispy candy by only one character.

"Milk Candy? Come here?" Mo Xueyao rubbed her fingers together as the mother cat lazily approached. "Meow? Meow?"

"Meow—" Milk Candy stretched out a big yawn. As a female cat, she wasn't too fat and had a pretty good figure. As a pet cat of a wealthy family, having this figure meant that she would definitely run out at night to catch mice or something.

Otherwise it would definitely have become a ball.

Milk Candy sniffed the scent of Mo Xueyao's palm, then gently rubbed its cheek against it, as if to say hello. It didn't linger for long before darting over to Ye Wen.