After being reborn, the aloof female CEO became a paranoid.

Zhou Yu sighed slightly, thinking that he must be overthinking things.

……

In the art studio corridor, the little ones with bright smiles were playing and frolicking.

They ran into the classroom while playing.

Suddenly, a little girl carrying a schoolbag slipped and fell to the ground, hitting her forehead on the corner of the easel. She immediately collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.

"Wow——"

Before anyone could react, the girl's cries continued unabated. Her small body struggled to get up, and her voice quickly became hoarse from howling.

Zhou Yu went up to the second floor and saw this scene.

He paused in putting down his bag, then rushed over and helped the little girl up from the ground.

Zhou Yu hurriedly hugged the little one, and looking at the bloody gash on the child's head, his voice trembled slightly, "Xiao Han, how are you?"

At that moment, the store employees also ran out, "Brother Zhou, I heard a child crying, what happened..."

Zhou Yu: "Call an ambulance right away!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Along the way, Zhou Yu felt heartbroken seeing the girl crying so hard her eyes were blurred with tears.

After finally arriving at the hospital and undergoing a series of X-ray examinations, it was determined that Xiaohan had a broken leg and that the wound on her head also needed to be stitched up.

Zhou Yu was terrified; he had completely forgotten everything.

He then realized what was happening and quickly notified the student's parents to come to the hospital.

Then Zhou Yu called Mu Chenxi again, but her assistant said she was in a meeting and told her to come to the Municipal People's Hospital after the meeting before hanging up.

The waiting time outside the operating room was incredibly long and agonizing.

Zhou Yu leaned against the wall outside the operating room, his head bowed low, his face buried in shadow, as if enveloped in darkness.

Although he knew the child was not in any danger, he still felt uneasy.

Unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened on his first art class.

He didn't care about the loss, but his heart was in turmoil, and he felt extremely guilty, feeling very sorry for the child and the parents.

Not long after, the parents rushed to the hospital.

"Snapped--"

Xiaohan's mother stepped forward and slapped Zhou Yu across the face.

Zhou Yu was knocked to the side by the blow, his eyes bloodshot. He quickly lowered his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, please calm down. Our school is responsible for this, and I will take full responsibility."

The man, whether from running or from anger, his chest heaving violently, shouted, "What's the use of saying sorry? I only sent my child here because I thought you were a good person and trusted you! And you sent my daughter straight into the operating room!"

Zhou Yu had never seen anything like this before. Besides bowing his head and admitting his mistake, he didn't even know what else he could do. "I'm sorry, we will take full responsibility for the child's subsequent medical expenses..."

The woman yelled, "Do you think I need your two coins? Let me tell you, if anything happens to my daughter, I won't let you get away with this!"

Despite the sweltering summer heat, Zhou Yu's body was frozen stiff with cold.

Despite this, he still nodded repeatedly, mindful of his parents' feelings.

Zhou Yu is truly suffering in silence, and the child's accident did indeed happen with him; he has never intended to shirk responsibility.

The parent looked up at the bright lights of the operating room, and the anger that had just subsided flared up again. Pointing at Zhou Yu's nose, she cursed, "If you can't be a teacher, then don't be one! You can't even guarantee the safety of children, how dare you be a teacher? Bah! My Xiaohan must have done something terrible in her past lives to have encountered a teacher like you!"

"..."

Zhou Yu's body trembled slightly. He didn't argue, but just lowered his head and endured his parents' scolding.

The harsh words kept coming, and just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, Mu Chenxi appeared in front of him in a wheelchair.

Mu Chenxi: "I'm here."

Zhou Yu paused for a moment, then slowly looked up.

The moment Zhou Yu saw the woman's stunningly beautiful face, his eyes instantly reddened, "Mu Chenxi..."

The moment the man looked up, Mu Chenxi saw the handprint on his face, and her aura instantly turned cold. Her murderous gaze immediately fell on the parent, "You hit him?"

The woman froze instantly, so frightened by Mu Chenxi's sharp gaze that she forgot to breathe.

In just a few moments, the woman's back was soaked with cold sweat, but thinking of her daughter's suffering, she still forced herself to speak, "Yes, so what! It's all because this idiot is unfit to be a teacher, otherwise why would my Xiaohan be lying in the hospital suffering like this?!"

Just as tensions were about to escalate, Zhou Yu gently tugged at the woman's sleeve. The next second, his voice, filled with guilt and self-reproach, rang out, "Mu Chenxi, don't blame the parents. It's all my fault. We didn't take proper safety precautions, which is why the child got hurt. Don't even mention the parents hitting me; I want to slap myself right now."

Hearing the man's choked voice, Mu Chenxi's heart was breaking. Perhaps because she felt so sorry for Zhou Yu, her resistance to others subsided slightly.

He took the woman's hand, looked up sincerely at the parent, and said again, "Xiaohan's mother, I feel really guilty about this. I apologize to you and the child. But since it has already happened, we need to find a solution. I will not shirk responsibility for the child's situation; I will take full responsibility. We can sit down and discuss the rest later. Is that alright?"

Perhaps because of Zhou Yu's sincerity, or perhaps because of the strong and intimidating aura of the woman in the wheelchair, Xiao Han's mother stopped making things difficult for Zhou Yu, but still didn't give him a kind look. "Hmph! That's all we can do now."

Upon hearing the answer, Zhou Yu lowered his head again. Because he had rushed to the hospital, his neat hair was now disheveled, making him look somewhat pathetic and pitiful.

In the wheelchair, Mu Chenxi's gaze remained fixed on the man's hand holding hers. His warm, large hand gripped hers tightly, trembling slightly, whether from the cold or from panic, she couldn't tell.

Mu Chenxi's eyes were filled with heartache, relief, and a variety of complex emotions.

Seeing Zhou Yu's fearful and timid appearance, she felt extremely sorry for him.

However, this incident changed her perception of Zhou Yu. She realized that this seemingly weak man could also have the courage to refuse marriage in front of a thousand people.

Although he usually jokes around and is unreliable, he can shoulder everything when it matters.

Even if he is afraid, even if he is beaten or scolded, he will not shirk any responsibility he feels he should bear.

This was also the first time Zhou Yu had shown a sense of dependence on her, perhaps without even realizing it himself?