Chapter 83: Chapter 83: I have to try it myself

With a heavy heart, I returned to school.

For Su Huanqing, Wang Qingya was very important.

From childhood to adulthood, Su Huanqing was never someone who blended in.

She had a delicate appearance, but her family was impoverished.

This gave others a reason to exclude her, to be hostile toward her.

Because she never had pretty dresses to wear from childhood to adulthood, she was always neatly dressed in school uniforms.

The girls who always wore bright, colorful clothes laughed at her, excluded her. Only Wang Qingya always treated her with respect and never once asked her to split the bill.

Though when they ate out together, they did actually go Dutch.

At first, Su Huanqing didn’t think much of it.

But after learning about her friend’s wealthy family background, she secretly vowed to treat Wang Qingya as if she were her own sister in the future.

After all, for kids from poor families, eating at a greasy spoon is normal. But for a rich young lady to willingly join her…

That made it all very different.

She even once wondered if Wang Qingya had a crush on her.

If she hadn’t found out in time that Wang Qingya had a fiance named Xu Lingjun, and she cared about him, Su Huanqing might have turned herself around and bent her own feelings.

After all, girls are soft, fragrant, feel good to touch, and taste better to kiss than any smelly, dirty boy.

She figured it wouldn’t be too bad to be bent… Wang Qingya even became the object of her impulsive fantasies for a while.

But even if I can’t be a lover in this life, Xiaoya is still my good friend.

If she really likes Xu Lingjun, then I will naturally only wish her well…

But hearing her describe her fiance as a total washout, who couldn’t live away from Xiaoya for a short time and needs me to take care of him–

Just imagining my near-perfect Xiaoya pressed beneath an ugly, unkempt man who didn’t even want to change his clothes, with nose hairs sticking out, yellow teeth and bad breath…

Su Huanqing couldn’t help but shiver, feeling a slight heartache.

It might seem a bit meddlesome.

But knowing that Xiaoya is sick and not in love, yet ignoring her, that is truly irresponsible.

She won’t be happy this way.

“Teacher Wang, the next class is gym class, you see…”

While thinking, a middle-aged female teacher, about thirty-something, approached with a slight smile and paused halfway through her words.

“Gym class?”

Su Huanqing thought for a moment, then said, “Let the gym teacher know he got a stomach cramp today and must go to the hospital for an IV drip. Let’s have a Spiritual Energy Analysis Class instead, after all, the Dragon Gate Examination is near and this is for their future, yes, for their good.”

“Thank you, Teacher Su.”

The female instructor left satisfied and gratified.

And Su Huanqing thought for a bit, saying, “By the way, Teacher Zhang, please help me call Zong Xiaoping over later.”

Instructor Zhang acknowledged.

After a while, a young man, about seventeen or eighteen, looking quite spirited and capable, walked in briskly.

Zong Xiaoping, Yun Mu High School senior year elite class president and the undisputed top of the school.

His father was the vice president of the Martial Arts Association, truly a family with a scholarly heritage, having practiced the Legendary Level Technique with his father since childhood… In Yun Mu High School, his prowess was almost overwhelmingly the top.

He asked, “Teacher Su, did you call me?”

Su Huanqing said, “A group of students from outside the city will be temporarily transferred to our class. Did you know about this?”

Zong Xiaoping nodded and asked, “Are they transfer students from Qingzhou City? I heard my dad mention it… It seems Qingzhou City can no longer provide facilities for students to practice, so the students are being dispersed to attend on loan, and our Yun Mu High School has a batch.”

“There’s a male student among them. Remember to take good care of him for me.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Su Huanqing couldn’t help but shake her head, saying, “No, no… Forget it, never mind, you may go, it’s nothing.”

No matter how useless he might be, he is ultimately Xiaoya’s fiance. If I go ahead and teach him a lesson without caring, Xiaoya might never forgive me, plus who am I to so forcefully intervene in someone else’s matters?

Simplistically thinking, doing this might feel good initially, but isn’t this like challenging Xiaoya…?

Even when hitting a dog, you have to consider its owner.

Letting others discipline him is too inappropriate.

I must do it myself, yes… do it myself…

It can’t be too rough, has to be gentle.

First, feel him out, see his strengths and limits, and after figuring it out, see where his limits lie.

Be gentle, take it step by step.

If he’s just poor yet ambitious, then let Xiaoya decide on this.

But if he’s lazy and greedy and lustful…

Then we have to find a way to make him feel ashamed and retreat himself.

Although from Xiaoya’s tone, nine times out of ten, it’s the latter.

Heard that man is so poor that besides a three-hundred-square house, his family has nothing else…

Well, a pauper, being with Xiaoya must bring immense pressure.

If he has any sense of shame, he should feel self-conscious, then voluntarily retreat, perfect!!!

Heard that what men dread most is being called freeloaders.

And what does Xu Lingjun have besides a three-hundred-square house? What else does he have?

No…just three hundred squares.

Currently living in the school dormitory, Su Huanqing couldn’t help suffering in silence as she placed her hand over her chest.

Gently rubbed it.

Then felt even more painful.

She muttered, “What is it to rely on one’s parents’ shadow, otherwise, you wouldn’t even have a house, huh… What’s the skill in relying on parents, thinking a piece of marriage contract can marry you a gorgeous, erudite, gentle, virtuous beauty? I tell you, this doesn’t work with me, Su Huanqing.”

Yes, how could my Xiaoya be tied down by a mere marriage contract?

Zong Xiaoping, just stepping out the door, couldn’t help but shudder, then left as if nothing had happened.

What did he hear?

Marriage contract?

No work?

In that moment, in Zong Xiaoping’s mind, a three-million-word family ethics drama was instantly staged. A greedy father, for a mere house, forced his daughter into a marriage contract with another man.

Poor girl unwilling, unwilling but unable to resist.

Thus, she had to come out to work early, to be financially independent… Otherwise, given Teacher Su’s talent, how could she be so overqualified teaching at a high school?

At the very least, she should enter the four major academies.

Then why did she call me?

Could it be, wants me to help drive away that man… Oh yeah, she did say it’s inappropriate…

It is inappropriate.

If I directly act, wouldn’t that be not giving her father face, and when her fiance gets beaten by a student, she’d lose face too, right? You have to consider the owner when you hit the dog, right?

Teacher Su’s face cannot be ignored.

Zong Xiaoping couldn’t help but clench his fists, his breathing accelerated, full of trembling anger, he couldn’t feel any warmth in this cold weather.

When will this vile old society ever end… When will these feudal superstitions and old notions ever be broken completely?

No, I have to intervene in this.

The teacher has already sought my help, she’s just not in a convenient position to do so.

Before, Zong Xiaoping had always been a martial arts fanatic, his heart held nothing but the Martial Tao, but ever since meeting this new homeroom teacher… Besides the Martial Tao, there was now also her.

Although there’s the teacher-student gap, but I am only seventeen, the age difference isn’t that big…

At most people would call me a sister complex.

Yes, I practice martial arts every day, naturally scruffy and don’t like changing clothes, and don’t like peeling fruits, so it’s just right to find a knowledgeable and elegant older sister to take care of me.

But directly teaching him a lesson won’t do, I have to go about it slowly, first test his depth, then show off my excellence in front of him, let him know there’s such an excellent man admiring Teacher Su, and let him know, Teacher Su has no feelings for him at all…

Then, he should know when to retreat.

“But to actually praise herself as gentle and gracious, knowledgeable and understanding, Teacher Su is really beyond adorable in my imagination.”

Zong Xiaoping suddenly laughed.

But while laughing, he suddenly paused, right, what’s that fiance’s name again?

Never mind, it’s no big deal, there are only a few transfer students, it’s not like it’ll be hard to find out.

In a moment’s time, having already devised multiple invisible ways of making things difficult, the teacher and student duo both nodded in satisfaction, now, everything’s ready, just waiting for that east wind to blow.