The Female Teacher Who Fights Back

Chapter 11: Days Living with a Handsome Guy 5

Translator: Iris
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As if guessing the doubts in the other man’s heart, the man’s lips curled upward as he spoke faintly: “What I did back then was merely to distract the other heirs, allowing me to eliminate them all at once with minimal manpower. Since that Bloody Rakshasa had the ability to assassinate Master Qin a step ahead of me, their courage and boldness must be far beyond ordinary people. With such an extraordinary talent, if they cannot be taken for my own use, it’s better to get rid of them as soon as possible.”

“A step ahead of you…” The bald man wiped the cold sweat trickling down his temple, thinking to himself: My dear big boss, that Master Qin was your father; it’s one thing to call him by his name, but you actually plotted to kill him and take his place—aren’t you afraid of being struck down by lightning? Of course, he would never say these words out loud even if it killed him.

The next morning, Wu Lang, whose biological clock was extremely regular, woke up from her dreams before seven o’clock. By the time she walked out of her room, Zhu Chengfei had already finished packing his luggage and was ready to leave.

“You’re leaving?”

Zhu Chengfei nodded, slinging the guitar that had been propped behind the door over his shoulder, and gave her direct guidance: “Langlang, I’ve already pre-paid three years worth of rent. You’ve never been used to using a cell phone, so if you change your address, remember to leave a message at the Grateai Club. Also, that noodle shop boss seems immoral and often withholds your salary; you’d better consider changing to a relatively easier job.”

“Mm, I quit yesterday.” Quitting and being fired seemed to mean roughly the same thing, just with a slightly different relationship between active and passive roles. Nevertheless, Wu Lang wondered how this incredibly enchanting man in front of her had developed the potential to become a nagging mother hen?

“It hasn’t been peaceful nearby these past two days. It’s said that there was a gang fight on the outskirts of Liuyun Street last night. You must be extra careful coming in and going out; don’t stir up any trouble.”

“Got it.” For once, Wu Lang responded obediently, without the slightest self-awareness of being the person involved in the incident.

“Then I’m off. Don’t miss me too much!” Before he even finished speaking, Zhu Chengfei planted a light, butterfly-like kiss on the corner of the woman’s lips, then turned elegantly and strode away with his suitcase.

“Safe travels.” Wu Lang touched her lips, which still held a trace of warmth and moistness, and gave a gentle wave. Along with the ‘creak’ of the door, she let the tall silhouette gradually disappear through the crack in the door…

After a simple breakfast, Wu Lang rifled through her empty pockets; all her remaining money had gone toward the taxi fare the previous night. Thus, penniless, she made a decision that she would ‘regret for a lifetime’.

Because she had no money, Wu Lang had to dig out a long unused ‘vintage-level’ bicycle from the storage room. She had bought this at a second-hand market for ten yuan a few years ago. Although it was much older than she was, it had fortunately been well-maintained and could still be ridden.

And without Zhu Chengfei, that nagging ‘housekeeper,’ the naturally slovenly and lazy Wu Lang didn’t even bother to wash her face. She simply headed out, relaxed on her bike, sporting a messy ‘bird’s nest’ hairstyle.

After asking for directions several times, Wu Lang finally found Sheng Tian Academy located in the city center. She brazenly parked her old bike among a row of high-end sports cars, then asked the dumbfounded gatekeeper for Director Liu’s current whereabouts.

Shao Xuanbang had greeted Liu Xing the previous night and followed up again this morning, repeatedly instructing her that she must keep Wu Lang on staff at the school. Since someone the Chairman treated so carefully was involved, Liu Xing naturally paid 120% attention. She arrived at the school at seven o’clock to wait attentively at her desk, even indefinitely postponing her usually immutable inspections.