He Can's mother's face immediately turned ugly, but Qi Xiaoyan seemed oblivious, her cold eyes fixed on her: "Do you know that intelligence is related to genetics? How old were you when you got into university, and what was your total score? How many provincial or higher-level competition awards have you won? How many academic papers have you published? If you think your child is not doing well in school, before questioning whether she has worked hard enough, perhaps you can first reflect on your own genes."
Yang Wei: "..."
Professor Qi truly lives up to his name; his words struck right to the heart. One can only imagine the incredible mental fortitude required to be his student.
He Can's mother was also stunned by his series of questions. The wavering in her eyes seemed to be a deep reflection on her genes.
Qi Xiaoyan's icy voice rang out again: "No matter how outstanding other people's children are, they won't call you 'Mom'."
He Can's mother was stunned. Even He Can looked up at him intently, her eyes sparkling with the kind of adoration only a little girl would have.
After the mother and daughter entered the school, Yang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said to Qi Xiaoyan, "Professor Qi, why are you so angry?" He usually argues with her in a serious tone as if discussing academic matters, so it is rare for him to be so angry.
Qi Xiaoyan did not answer. He turned around and got into the Audi, reminding him before starting the car, "I'll pick you up this afternoon."
Yang Wei stood at the school gate watching the car drive away, pursed her lips, and walked into the school with a smile as usual.
The office was unusually lively today; Yang Wei could hear voices coming from the hallway. When she entered, everyone fell silent for a second, then Teacher Yao rushed to her side in alarm: "I heard you were robbed last night? Were you hurt?"
Teacher Luo squeezed in and asked, "Teacher Yang, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Yang Wei smiled at them and walked to her seat. "Shouldn't you be more concerned about He Can than me?"
Teacher Yao shrugged: "I also ran away from home when I was a kid, but I heard that the grade leader was very angry last night."
"Who told you that?"
"Security guard at the gate," Teacher Yao said, sitting down in her chair, her tone ambiguous as she asked Yang Wei, "What did you lose?"
Yang Wei twitched her lips and said, "Wallet and phone."
Teacher Yao's eyes widened: "Your wallet must cost over ten thousand, right?"
Yang Wei clutched her heart in anguish: "Please don't mention it."
Teacher Yao obediently kept quiet. Yang Wei packed her things and walked towards the classroom of Class 2, Grade 5.
The classroom was just as lively as the office, because Yang Wei had called her classmates yesterday, and the fact that He Can had run away from home was no longer a secret. Yang Wei estimated that it would be the news of the entire grade within a morning.
Several girls who were usually close to He Can in class were chattering around her, and even the class monitor was standing next to her, seriously trying to comfort her. Yang Wei clapped her hands and reminded them, "Alright, everyone go back to your seats and start morning reading."
The students returned to their seats, and Liang Minghao, sitting in the last row, called out to her, "Teacher Yang, were you robbed last night?"
Yang Wei forced a dry smile: "We've already reported it to the police. Students should also be more careful about their personal safety."
Gu Lei, sitting in front of Liang Minghao, asked excitedly, "Is it robbery or rape?"
Yang Wei took a deep breath and smiled at him, saying, "Gu Lei, Teacher Dai just said that you failed your Chinese exam again last time. You may need to give a speech on stage during the parent-teacher conference."
Gu Lei: "..."
If that were the case, his father would beat him to death without hesitation.
"Teacher Yang, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda."
Yang Wei continued to smile: "It's okay if you don't want to give a speech. Just go back today and copy 'The Yueyang Tower' ten times, and hand it to me tomorrow."
Gu Lei paused for a moment, then turned to Liang Minghao and asked, "What is 'The Yueyang Tower Inscription'?"
Liang Minghao said, "A complete guide to naming."
Gu Lei turned around as if he had just realized something.
After Yang Wei left, Liang Minghao took out his phone and started texting his uncle: "Uncle! Teacher Yang was robbed last night!"
After sending the message, Liang Minghao didn't expect his uncle to see it until noon. Instead, Fang Chengran called him right after the first class ended. Liang Minghao hid in the men's restroom and secretly answered the phone: "Uncle, if someone catches us, we won't be able to keep this phone."
Fang Chengran said directly, "Hand the phone over to your teacher, Mr. Yang."
Liang Minghao blinked, stuffed his phone into his pocket, and scurried to the office door to peek inside. Yang Wei was sitting inside preparing her lesson. He thought for a moment, then called out "Report!" and rushed over to her.
Yang Wei looked up at him and asked, "What is it?"
Liang Minghao secretly slipped the phone into Yang Wei's hand and whispered, "My uncle wants to talk to you."
Yang Wei hesitated for a few moments before taking the candybar phone from his hand and walking to the window: "Fang Chengran?"
"Yang Wei? You were robbed last night? Are you alright? I've been trying to call you all day but I can't get through."
Fang Chengran sounded very anxious. Yang Wei replied, "I'm fine. My phone was stolen. I'll contact you again after I get a new one."
Fang Chengran on the other end of the phone seemed to exhale, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "I'll pick you up after school today."
"Huh?" Yang Wei's eyebrows twitched. "No need, I already have an appointment this afternoon."
Who is it?
Yang Wei thought for a moment and said, "A friend."
"Alright then, feel free to ask me anytime if you need any help."
"Okay, thank you." Yang Wei hung up the phone and handed it back to Liang Minghao. "Class is about to start, you should go back to the classroom quickly."
"Oh." Liang Minghao put away his eavesdropping ears, said goodbye to Yang Wei, and left. Back in the classroom, he quickly typed a text message for Fang Chengran: "Uncle, don't cry, come to my arms :)"
Uncle: "...Does your mother know that you got 84 points on your Chinese test?"
Liang Minghao: "...You don't have to come into my arms, but you can't threaten people like this."
A little while later, he sent another message: "I can help you see who Teacher Yang has made plans with this afternoon :)"
Uncle: "You should memorize those two ancient poems first :)"
Fang Chengran put down his phone and stared blankly at the word processing software.
...I really want to write an article for the newspaper again.
When school let out in the afternoon, Qi Xiaoyan's Audi was waiting at the school gate on time. Although his Audi wasn't as eye-catching as Fang Chengran's Maserati, it attracted just as much attention.
Yang Wei also spotted Qi Xiaoyan standing by the car at a glance. Unlike Fang Chengran, he was not leaning against the car door, but standing straight to the side.
Just standing there, he exuded a meticulous and rigorous aura. Yang Wei couldn't help but chuckle softly, just like the mathematics he loved.
Seeing Yang Wei come out, Qi Xiaoyan opened the car door and got in as well.
"Where are we going?" Yang Wei asked, turning to look at Qi Xiaoyan as she hugged the cushion he always kept in the car. Qi Xiaoyan smoothly started the car and drove off: "The mall."
An Audi drove past a gleaming black sedan parked on the side of the road. Fang Chengran rolled down his window and frowned. Liang Minghao, sitting next to him, looked away from the window and said to Fang Chengran, "Uncle, if you want to cry, just cry. That person is more handsome than you."
Fang Chengran: "..."
"And just by looking at her face, I can tell she's smarter than you."
Fang Chengran's eye twitched: "...Whose nephew are you, anyway?"
"If I had a choice..." Seeing Fang Chengran narrow his eyes dangerously, Liang Minghao quickly finished the sentence, "Then I would definitely choose you!"
He thought for a moment, then said, "But why does he look so much like the model that Teacher Yang drew in class? Oh right, I heard he's his ex-husband!"
Fang Chengran closed the car window and said to the driver in the front seat, "Let's drive."
Author's Note: Special thanks to: Ying_si (thrown a landmine, time: 2015-04-10 21:09:49), Shiyujiang (thrown a landmine, time: 2015-04-10 21:23:37), Caihua de Huligege (thrown a landmine, time: 2015-04-10 22:53:06), Nanhexun (thrown a landmine, time: 2015-04-11 03:33:19), and Biluo (thrown a landmine, time: 2015-04-11 10:23:11). Thank you all, my little angels, for throwing landmines! Mwah! The update is a little late today, but I'll update on time tomorrow _(:з」∠)_
28
Today is Friday, and many young couples are out shopping, eating, and watching movies.
Yang Wei and Qi Xiaoyan were standing in a peach specialty store, where the staff were demonstrating the new features of Peach 10 to them.
Yang Wei thought of her brand-new Peach 9s, and her chest tightened again: "I shouldn't buy such an expensive phone, what if I lose it again..."
"Try going out alone again so late?" Qi Xiaoyan glanced at her sideways, put the white phone back into the box, and said, "Wrap this up for me."
"Okay." The sales clerk looked at him with a smile. "Please pay over there first."
Qi Xiaoyan walked in the direction she pointed. Yang Wei followed him to the cashier and watched as he handed his card to the cashier. Her eyebrows twitched slightly: "Swipe your card?"
Qi Xiaoyan turned her head and glanced at her: "Have you received your salary this month?"
Yang Wei: "..."
"I also have savings!" She raised her chin defiantly at Qi Xiaoyan. Most of the household expenses were paid by Qi Xiaoyan. She hadn't touched much of her salary over the past year, which was just enough to support her gigolo!
"Please sign here." The cashier pointed to the signature area with four fingers together. Qi Xiaoyan looked away, picked up the pen beside her, and quickly signed her name.
Yang Wei glanced at his consistently beautiful handwriting, pursed her lips, followed him to get her phone, and left the store.
Arriving at a shop selling women's handbags, Qi Xiaoyan glanced up, then went inside. Yang Wei now understood: Qi Xiaoyan had come specifically to buy her something, or rather, specifically to be ripped off?
She glanced at the logo on the storefront. This brand's bags were mid-range in price, but they also had bags she couldn't afford even with a month's salary. As the saying goes, "once bitten, twice shy," Yang Wei had now realized that having an overly expensive wallet was simply courting disaster.
She browsed around in front of the counter for a while, then spotted a cherry blossom pink wallet and tapped it lightly on the glass with her fingertip: "Could you take this out for me to look at?"
"Okay, please wait a moment." The sales clerk opened the cabinet and took out the wallet. Yang Wei examined the wallet for a while. The color was perfect, the leather was good quality, and the hand-painted cherry blossoms on it were very stylish. Most importantly, the price was relatively cheap.
This way, the tragedy of buying a wallet but having no money to put in it will not occur, nor will the tragedy of losing the wallet itself as the biggest loss after being robbed will occur.
Yang Wei was very satisfied: "This is it."
"Thank you for your patronage. Please pay here."
Seeing that Qi Xiaoyan was indeed planning to go and pay the bill again, Yang Wei called out to him, "Mr. Qi, we are already divorced. It's not appropriate for you to spend your money like this."
Qi Xiaoyan glanced at her, then silently went to pay the bill.
As Yang Wei left the store, she was still emphasizing to him, "Consider this a loan from you. I'll pay you back when I get my salary." Well, it seemed like a month's salary wouldn't be enough.
Qi Xiaoyan stopped and turned into a nearby snack restaurant: "Let's have dinner first."
"Hey, did you hear me?" Yang Wei frowned and followed him inside.
It was peak dining time, and there were hardly any empty seats in the restaurant. Luckily, the people at the table next to them had just left, so Yang Wei sat down. Soon, a waiter came to clear the table, and Qi Xiaoyan handed the paper bag he was carrying to Yang Wei, saying, "You sit here, I'll go order. What would you like to eat?"
Yang Wei glanced at him and asked, "Why are you in the mood to eat out today?"
"Do you expect me to cook at home? I checked the fridge, there's only one tomato and half a cabbage in there."
Yang Wei: "..."
Then you can go back to your dorm and do it yourself!
She glanced up at the menu hanging on the counter and quickly said, "I want a bowl of red oil dumplings, a bowl of sweet noodles, a bowl of 'sad jelly' (a type of cold noodle dish), a bowl of cold noodles with cold skin noodles, four fried dumplings, two shumai, and a pineapple-flavored pancake."
Qi Xiaoyan walked away without changing his expression after listening. Yang Wei wondered to herself, "Holy crap, did he really remember everything?"