YABE - 25

After Qu Xiawan told her that Yuan Zhen would come looking for her, Wen Siyu’s first reaction was a bit of a headache.

However, after calming down and considering the situation, she realized this was a good opportunity to clarify things and resolve the issue, though she felt a little sorry about it.

Once she had thought it through, she relaxed and happily immersed herself in her own little world of “hehehe,” continuing to giggle blissfully.

During this time, Jiang Xu seemed a bit busy. After that day, they hadn’t met again, only exchanging messages at night.

That evening, when Wen Siyu went live after returning to school, she was once again showered with 100 gifts by 【Fourth Guard’s Fangirl】.

Coincidentally, Jiang Xu messaged her at that moment, asking what she was doing.

Wen Siyu picked up her phone, hesitated for a moment, and started typing rapidly.

【Siling: I’ve been taken under the wing of a rich benefactor; someone sent me super expensive gifts.】

After sending this message, there was silence on the other end.

About a minute later, Jiang Xu replied with an “Oh.”

【Siling: What should I do? Should I give in to her? She seems richer than you and younger too.】

This time, the man replied quickly, his words tinged with a hint of jealousy.

【Jiang Xu: How do you know she’s richer than me? How do you know she’s younger than me?】

【Siling: Of course, streaming is something us young people do, right?】

“…”

This time, Jiang Xu didn’t reply.

Five minutes ago, the man had been happily sitting in front of the computer checking his gifts. Now, he lay flat on his back, staring at the ceiling, expressionless but clearly unhappy.

Over the next few days, Wen Siyu returned to her usual routine of attending classes, doing homework, and livestreaming. She waited for several days but neither Yuan Zhen nor her boyfriend showed up. Instead, Xiang Ge came looking for her.

The girl was chewing gum, drawing the attention of both boys and girls as she waited outside the large lecture hall. When she saw Wen Siyu, she lazily waved with a sly smile, her flawless face accentuated by a row of ear cuffs on her left ear.

After exchanging a few words with Qu Xiawan, Wen Siyu walked over and was immediately pulled into Xiang Ge’s embrace. Xiang Ge gave her a flirtatious wink, captivating and mischievous like a fairy.

After a moment, Wen Siyu clicked her tongue twice. “Miss Campus Beauty, are you this fierce now? You’re even stealing my soul?”

Xiang Ge chuckled softly. “I love you.”

“No, I prefer men.”

“All right, all right, you prefer men. No classes tonight?” Xiang Ge stopped teasing her and got straight to the point.

“Mm, no more classes.” Wen Siyu nodded.

Xiang Ge smiled broadly. “Ohhh, want to go out with your big sis tonight? There’s a man you like.”

Wen Siyu paused, sighed a bit gloomily. “I doubt I’ll see the man I like here.”

Xiang Ge understood, silently mourning for Yuan Zhen for three seconds before patting her shoulder. “So, are you coming or not?”

After some thought, Wen Siyu still nodded.

When they arrived at the KTV and Xiang Ge pushed open the private room door, sure enough, Yuan Zhen was there, smiling while listening to their singing and attacking the fruit platter. Two empty plates were already stacked in front of him.

Wen Siyu blinked and followed them inside. As soon as the people in the room saw her, they stopped singing, stopped playing dice, stopped blowing bottles. Louis, holding the microphone, let out a strange “oh oh oh” sound.

Wenyu Siyu was pushed by the crowd to sit next to Yuan Zhen. Feeling the seat beside her sink, the boy smiled, rubbing his nose, looking somewhat helpless.

Silently sighing, Wen Siyu still greeted him politely.

“Hello, Senior Yuan.”

“Director Wen, long time no see.”

Both spoke simultaneously and paused, surprised.

Yuan Zhen laughed. “It hasn’t been that long.”

The slight awkwardness eased, and Wen Siyu also smiled. “A little over a week, maybe?”

“That’s quite a while,” Yuan Zhen said, his tone half-serious, half-joking.

The speakers in the room blasted loudly. With Xiang Ge’s arrival, the atmosphere heated up quickly, making it an unsuitable environment for conversation.

Yuan Zhen obviously felt the same way. After a moment’s hesitation, he spoke first. “Shall we step out?”

Wen Siyu breathed a sigh of relief, then tensed up again, her expression relaxing. “Sure.”

Under the encouragement of everyone, the two stepped out. Wen Siyu exited first and leaned against the door, waiting.

Yuan Zhen closed the private room door and walked over, stopping in front of her.

The boy’s face no longer held its usual unchanging smile; he looked serious and earnest.

“I’m very sorry about the photo incident earlier,” he began.

Wen Siyu, who had been lowering her head to gather her thoughts, was startled and looked up.

The boy gazed down at her, his eyes filled with apology.

Wen Siyu waved her hand, quickly saying it was fine. After composing herself, she took a deep breath and called out to him.

Yuan Zhen’s heart sank. He silently watched her without speaking.

“All past matters are over, Senior Yuan. Please don’t dwell on it,” Wen Siyu carefully phrased her words. “Senior Yuan is a great person, with excellent acting skills, handsome looks, and high popularity in school. I’ve always respected you.”

Yuan Zhen gave a bitter smile.

“Is that so,” he softly said. “It seems I have no choice but to accept this ‘good person’ card.”

Wen Siyu tilted her head, wanting to say more, but her phone suddenly rang.

The girl took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, looked at the man in front of her, hesitated for a moment, then quietly apologized and answered with a soft “Hello,” facing Yuan Zhen, unable to call out “Teacher Jiang.”

“Where are you?” Jiang Xu’s voice came through the phone without hesitation.

Wen Siyu, for no apparent reason, felt the illusion of being caught red-handed and whispered softly, “I’m out singing with friends…”

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Wen Siyu froze and turned her head.

At the end of the corridor stood a man in a black shirt, holding his phone and walking toward them step by step.

His voice soon followed through the earpiece.

“Oh.”

Deep and low.

Jiang Xu stopped in front of the two, not wearing a mask, his features exposed under the dim lights of the KTV corridor, silently watching her.

His face was expressionless, lips tightly pressed together.

Wen Siyu finally understood where the illusion of being caught cheating came from.

She looked at Yuan Zhen in front of her, then at Jiang Xu, torn between pretending to be innocent and behaving well.

In the end, she decided to try both.

Wen Siyu looked at him, forcing a dry laugh. “Teacher Jiang, what a coincidence!”

Jiang Xu understood.

However, having been in the industry for over a decade, his capriciousness and willfulness were well-known.

The girl had just been leaning against the wall at the end of the corridor, with the man standing in front of her, looking down at her with focused attention, which was incredibly annoying.

Jiang Xu held his phone in one hand and reached out with the other, grabbing her wrist and pulling her over.

Wen Siyu was caught off guard, stumbling into his arms.

Startled, the girl quickly tried to push him away, but the man firmly held her shoulders, refusing to let go.

Jiang Xu said coldly, “Do you have business with my girlfriend?”

Yuan Zhen snapped back to reality and respectfully called out, “Teacher Jiang.”

Jiang Xu grunted, expressionlessly looking at him. “If there’s nothing else, we’ll leave first.”

With that, he turned and walked away, pulling her along without looking back.

Wen Siyu dared not speak, letting herself be pulled along.

After taking the elevator down and climbing into the car, she sat properly in the passenger seat, hands on her lap, behaving impeccably.

Jiang Xu glanced at her sideways.

Wen Siyu quickly scooted closer. “I was just about to clarify things with Senior Yuan.”

Jiang Xu sneered. “Which Senior Yuan?”

Wen Siyu quickly corrected herself. “Classmate Yuan Zhen.”

The man ignored her, turning his head away.

Wen Siyu shifted slightly, reaching out to gently tug at his shirt hem.

Jiang Xu’s stern face softened a bit.

Pleased, Wen Siyu called out to him. “Teacher Jiang…”

Jiang Xu’s brow twitched.

Wen Siyu persisted, shaking his shirt edge, her voice soft and sweet. “Ah Xu…”

Jiang Xu cracked.

Like a bucket of cold water poured over him, all of the man’s anger and frustration from the evening were instantly extinguished.

He abruptly turned around, lips pursed, glaring at her.

Crisis averted, Wen Siyu silently cheered, releasing her tight grip on his shirt and happily burrowing into his embrace, her arms wrapping around his waist.

Jiang Xu was completely defeated, hugging her tightly and deeply sighing in surrender. “You’ve got me wrapped around your finger, haven’t you?”

Wen Siyu snuggled closer, inhaling his pleasant scent, her nose brushing against his abs. “Teacher Jiang wasn’t polite just now.”

“Don’t rub around,” the man lightly tapped her head, his tone a bit harsh. “And you expect me to be polite? Seeing my girlfriend whispering with another man in the corridor made me very unhappy. There’s no politeness to talk about.”

After a pause, he continued, “And then deliberately pretending not to know me—Teacher Jiang, what a coincidence!” Jiang Xu humphed, heavy with resentment.

Wen Siyu: “… “

Her head buried in his chest lifted up, and Wen Siyu tilted her head up. “You didn’t even wear a mask.”

Jiang Xu humphed, his expression seemingly saying, ‘So what?’

“Teacher Jiang was very irrational today,” Wen Siyu calmly pointed out.

“…”

“And also very childish.”

Jiang Xu’s expression faltered, and he lowered his gaze to look at her.

The girl lay sprawled between his legs, looking down at him, her hand resting on a sensitive spot, blinking her big eyes in a way that made him itch.

Jiang Xu scooped her up and leaned in, biting her lower lip hard.

Wen Siyu winced, letting out a soft cry, which the man swallowed whole.

He hummed softly, his tongue maliciously tracing a circle before releasing her, his voice hoarse. “Who’s being childish?”

Wen Siyu: “… “

The girl was released, just about to speak, when she was pushed back and bitten again.

With a muffled sound, Wen Siyu’s eyes welled up with tears from the pain.

“Hmm? Speak.”

“Mmm…”

“Go ahead.”

“Wuu… “

“Who’s being childish?”

“… “

— Teacher Jiang, you bastard!