Fang Zhou had just exited the restroom, intending to return to the playground to check if the students were done with their cleaning.
His phone rang suddenly; it was Qin Yun.
Uncharacteristically direct, she called him to the office, stating that Chu Xinran’s wound had an issue.
Without hesitation, Fang Zhou went up to the second floor. Upon entering the office, he saw Qin Yun sitting by the window, playing with her phone.
Chu Xinran was asleep on the table.
“What happened?”
Fang Zhou frowned slightly, not understanding how Chu Xinran, who seed fine a few minutes ago, had suddenly fallen asleep.
Was she that tired?
Qin Yun looked up with a faint, mocking smile, her red lips parting slightly.
“She cried earlier, saying you didn’t like her and felt very hurt.”
“She cried herself to sleep.”
Her words, half-truths mixed with lies, were surprisingly believable.
Fang Zhou rembered Chu Xinran’s low emotional threshold and unconsciously believed Qin Yun’s words.
However, he still felt a bit awkward.
How did Chu Xinran end up confiding in Qin Yun?
Were they that close? More importantly, did Chu Xinran know Qin Yun was also his ex-girlfriend?
She probably didn’t, or she wouldn’t be this calm.
On the other hand, Qin Yun, with her gentle smile, was likely seething inside.
Chu Xinran’s affection for him, known by Qin Yun, would only harm her.
Because who knows when Qin Yun might lose control?
Fang Zhou’s heart sank, deciding he had to protect Chu Xinran at all costs, or he would never find peace.
“Well, you know, life’s full of disappointnts. It’ll pass.”
Qin Yun raised an eyebrow, looking at Fang Zhou with slight surprise, and softly asked, “Oh? So, you really don’t like her.”
Her tone was certain, reflecting the implication Fang Zhou had given.
If that was the case, maybe she could get along with Chu Xinran.
After all, Fang Zhou didn’t like her either, so no one had the upper hand.
“Yes, I don’t like her.”
Fang Zhou admitted without hesitation, his expression unaffected, not even blinking.
The breeze outside gently blew in, bringing a hint of coolness.
Qin Yun felt her agitated heart calm down, suddenly feeling relieved.
She pocketed her phone, slowly rising from her seat, and walked towards Fang Zhou.
“If you don’t like her, then who do you like?”
Was it the cold CEO Han Xi? Or the dazzling star Qiao Sisi?
Or perhaps the talented writer Zhang Zhiyin? Or the eloquent lawyer Tang Wan?
These faces flashed through Qin Yun’s mind like ga cards, ready to be overturned if Fang Zhou ntioned any.
Fang Zhou wasn’t a fool.
He couldn’t let anyone else suffer like his sister did.
Qin Yun’s dark, sinister eyes couldn’t hide her intentions, looking like she wanted to tear him apart.
Of course, he wouldn’t tell her.
“I don’t like anyone.”
Fang Zhou suddenly grew impatient, tired of Qin Yun’s threats. He stared at her, his voice deepening, “What’s wrong with her wound? Why did you call up?”
If there’s sothing to say, say it. If not, leave.
Chu Xinran could wake up at any mont, and hearing sothing she shouldn’t would be troubling.
Qin Yun suddenly smiled, pointing to her chest, and said aningfully, “Her heart is hurt. She needs your comfort.”
Her tone, to an outsider, would genuinely seem like Chu Xinran had a serious issue.
Fang Zhou couldn’t help but roll his eyes, exasperatedly saying, “Qin Yun, are you sick?”
What kind of wound is this?
This woman’s words really couldn’t be trusted!
Probably triggered by his words, the darkness in Qin Yun’s eyes suddenly turned into a thick black mist, her aura dropping, like the prelude to a storm.
She quickly dropped her smile, stepped forward, grabbed Fang Zhou’s collar, and said forcefully, “Yes, I am sick. Is this your first day knowing ?”
“I was fine until I t you. How could I have gotten sick otherwise?”
Qin Yun’s expression held a mix of resentnt and accusation, her grip on Fang Zhou’s collar tightening.
“If I weren’t sick, why would I join this dating show, follow you to teach, and watch you with your ex-girlfriends?”
She grew more agitated, her voice rising. Fang Zhou had no doubt that anyone outside the classroom could hear her clearly.
“Don’t get excited.”
Seeing Qin Yun lose control, Fang Zhou began to regret his words.
He had acted rashly, shouldn’t have provoked her.
Had Qin Yun learned sothing new? Otherwise, why was she suddenly so unstable? Wasn’t she usually calm and composed?
How did a single sentence make her lose it?
“Calm down? Haha, how can I calm down? Isn’t Chu Xinran also your ex-girlfriend?”
Qin Yun’s accurate guess made Fang Zhou’s guilt skyrocket.
Damn it! How did she know?
Did Chu Xinran tell her? No way!
If she had, wouldn’t Chu Xinran know Qin Yun was also his ex-girlfriend?
How could she sleep so calmly?
Fang Zhou’s mind was in chaos, but his mouth remained firm.
He quickly denied, “No, of course not!”
Without concrete evidence, Fang Zhou couldn’t admit anything.
Last ti, admitting Han Xi had led to her hypnotizing him.
If it happened again, he might lose everything.
Though lying was wrong, a little harmless lie for safety shouldn’t be too problematic.
Fang Zhou couldn’t afford to gamble.
Despite his quick response, human micro-expressions don’t lie, and Qin Yun saw through him imdiately.
Though she had prepared herself, the truth still made her laugh bitterly.
She had suspected it. Fang Zhou’s care for soone unrelated was too suspicious.
Disappointnt and jealousy flooded her, nearly drowning her in an instant.
From that photo, their relationship likely dated back to university.
Two or three years before her.
Chu Xinran had Fang Zhou’s precious youthful years.
The boyish Fang Zhou she had never seen.
How could Qin Yun stay calm?
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