Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

After Zhou Ying finished speaking, the office fell into a deathly silence.

Tangyuan'er opened her eyes wide, her expression blank, somewhat unable to believe her ears.

What did He Ziyu's mother say?

Lan Yuan deserved it?

Wait, why is his head a little messed up...?

"Jiang Chengyu's arm is broken. Was it Lan Yuan who hit him?" Zhou Ying stared intently at Tang Yuan'er and asked.

"Cough, he bumped into me, but that was while we were playing ball. Bumps and knocks happen all the time on the court, and Jiang Chengyu's bone displacement wasn't that serious. The two can't be compared..." Tang Yuan'er tried to explain, but her voice grew softer and softer.

The woman in front of him was dignified and elegant, with beautiful features. Her face resembled He Ziyu's, especially her slightly upturned eyes, which exuded a murderous aura that seemed capable of devouring people alive.

Like mother, like son! Alas!

"Just tell me, was Lan Yuan's collision with Jiang Chengyu intentional or unintentional?" Zhou Ying continued to press.

Tangyuan: "This..."

"Is this question so difficult to answer?" Zhou Ying asked coldly. "As far as I know, the school has already determined through surveillance footage that Lan Yuan committed a malicious foul and has disqualified him from the competition. Does this mean that Director Tang's stance contradicts that of the school?"

"No, no, no, that can't be it..."

"Since that's not the case, I'd like to ask, after Lan Yuan hit someone, did you make him apologize to Jiang Chengyu?"

Tangyuan opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

When Lan Yuan committed a foul, the game was stopped, and everyone's attention was on Jiang Chengyu. By the time Jiang Chengyu was sent away, Lan Yuan had long since disappeared.

This was indeed his oversight.

Seeing Tangyuan'er's stammering, Zhou Ying guessed the answer.

"Since there isn't one, let Lan Yuan apologize to Jiang Chengyu first. Once their issues are resolved, we can discuss A Yu's matter."

"Can……"

"I've known Lan Yuan's parents for a long time. They're not unreasonable people. If you explain the whole story clearly, they'll understand," Zhou Ying said. "Also, I hope that Director Tang won't take things out of context next time he describes something. This is the most basic professional ethics for a teacher."

Zhou Ying's tone was calm and composed, seemingly peaceful, yet it exuded an aura of authority without anger.

Tangyuan nodded quickly.

"Oh, and one more thing," Zhou Ying raised her chin slightly, looking down at Tangyuan who was shrinking further and further back, "Jiang Chengyu's parents are busy with work and don't really have much time for him. But now that we've moved, we live next door to them. From now on, you can contact me directly if you need anything about Jiang Chengyu. I'm just a housewife, and besides cooking and cleaning, I don't have much to do. I can easily take care of another child."

"Ah, okay..."

"Then I won't disturb Director Tang's work any longer. Please contact me again when there is progress on this matter."

After finishing her sentence, Zhou Ying left the office without looking back.

The next second, Tangyuan slumped into the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

He made a terrible move today.

He had originally thought that Zhou Ying had a good temper and would be able to compromise a little.

But when I saw him today...

Good heavens, can this kind of drastic personality change be contagious?

Tangyuan shakily picked up the teacup and took a sip of the already cold tea.

In fact, when conflicts arose among the children of business owners in the school, they would always take sides slightly depending on which parent was more assertive. After all, they were all from wealthy and powerful families, and offending either of them would have dire consequences.

As for students like Jiang Chengyu, whose parents are away from home all year round, they are naturally overlooked.

This does seem a bit like bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but there's no other way. With big and small issues constantly arising every day, the teachers eventually learned to protect themselves.

Tangyuan put down her teacup, feeling a bit of a headache.

So much trouble in just one month of school! If he'd known this would happen, he would have given up on the promotion.

At that time, in the corridor outside the door.

"Mom, you're so cool! You swear without using a single swear word. It's so cool to listen to." He Ziyu followed Zhou Ying like a little shadow, repeating what he had overheard through the crack in the door in Zhou Ying's voice. "I hope that next time Director Tang describes something, he won't take things out of context. That's the most basic professional ethics for a teacher..."

Zhou Ying stopped and turned to look at him.

"Stop joking. You weren't entirely without fault this time either."

"Didn't I teach you when you were a kid that you shouldn't hit someone in the face or insult someone by revealing their shortcomings? But you did it, not only hitting them in the face, but also breaking their nose."

He Ziyu pursed his lips and stood as straight as a primary school student.

"Your Uncle Lan was already quite old when he had Lan Yuan. They've always raised this son like a treasure. If something were to happen to him, Mom wouldn't be able to help you."

He Ziyu: "Yes, I know I was wrong."

Zhou Ying was, after all, a doting mother to her son. Since He Ziyu's attitude of admitting his mistake was so good, she couldn't bear to say anything more. She only gave him a few words of advice before taking him away from the school.

……

Because of the severity of his injuries, Lan Yuan was admitted to the hospital immediately after the surgery.

The accompanying teacher contacted Lan Yuan's parents, but neither of them answered the phone because they were too busy with work.

Therefore, the important task of keeping an eye on her fell to He Ningqiu.

Feeling guilty, He Ningqiu stayed by Lan Yuan's side without leaving for a moment, talking to him and observing his condition.

Liu Wen and his group rushed over after the basketball game ended.

"Sorry, Brother Yuan, we're late." Liu Wen must have run over; he was out of breath and smelled of sweat.

He Ningqiu frowned, silently walked outside the ward, and made room for them.

蓝远的脸虽然包着纱布，但也能看出被揍得挺惨，刘文啧了一声，开始噼里啪啦骂何子聿不是东西。

After he finished cursing He Ziyu's ancestors for eighteen generations, Lan Yuan, lying on the sickbed, finally had a chance to speak.

He moved his lips, "Looking for someone..."

Liu Wen, "Looking for someone? Looking for whom?"

Lan Yuan's injury is to his face; speaking aloud pulls on his facial nerves, causing him severe pain, but he can't afford to worry about that right now.

Liu Wen put his ear close to Lan Yuan's mouth.

half an hour.

"Brother Yuan, are you really going to do this?"

The mummy on the hospital bed grunted in response.

Lan Yuan instructed Liu Wen to find a way to lure He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu out and beat them up.

the reason is simple.

He Ziyu's ruthless actions prove that he has truly given up and there is no turning back on the bet.

Since that's the case, there's no need for him to do any more superficial work.

Seeing Liu Wen hesitate, Lan Yuan asked him, "Have you forgotten how Jiang Chengyu humiliated you at the beginning of the semester?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wen was immediately annoyed. "Damn it, I've always remembered that."

"So, let's get revenge." Lan Yuan's voice was cold. "Let's take this opportunity to get revenge hard."

……

When He Ziyu returned home, he first helped his mother prepare dinner, then set aside a little bit of each dish, and rang the doorbell next door with the lunchbox in hand.

After a while, footsteps were heard.

Jiang Chengyu opened the door, her hair a little messy, as if she had just woken up.

"Brother Yu, I've brought you your lunch." He Ziyu changed into slippers, went in, and placed the lunchbox on the dining table.

"You...have you finished meeting your friends?" Jiang Chengyu turned on the brightest light in the living room and looked He Ziyu up and down.

Seeing that he seemed normal, I felt a little relieved.

"Yes, that's all done," He Ziyu said, pulling out a chair. "The food today was delicious, come and have a taste."

The topic shift was abrupt, and even he himself felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengyu didn't say anything, but obediently walked to the dining table and sat down.

"These dishes look delicious."

"That's right, you know how good my mom is at cooking."

He Ziyu pulled another chair next to him, and the two sat very close together.

He picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of rice, and brought it to Jiang Chengyu's lips.

Jiang Chengyu opened her mouth, took a mouthful of rice, and chewed slowly, but her eyes were fixed on He Ziyu, her gaze tender and gentle.

He Ziyu fed Jiang Chengyu a few mouthfuls, then met his gaze and asked knowingly, "Is there something on my face?"

"Yes." Jiang Chengyu nodded.

He Ziyu raised an eyebrow. "Don't you dare say 'a little cute,' I'm tired of hearing those cheesy pickup lines. If you're going to say something, say something fresh."

Jiang Chengyu thought for a moment and said, "He's kind of likable."

"Pfft, haha..." He Ziyu was amused by Jiang Chengyu's serious answer and suspected that he might not be fully awake yet, which was why he dared to flirt with him so openly.

Not to be outdone, he maliciously retorted, "Could you please stop talking?"

Jiang Chengyu hadn't even swallowed what was in her mouth when she heard He Ziyu say that, and muttered a little aggrievedly, "I haven't even said anything yet!"

With his scheme succeeding, He Ziyu's smile deepened. He bent his index finger and lightly brushed it against the man's nose. "Then why is your voice all I can hear in my head?"

Jiang Chengyu was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and then his face began to burn, and the drowsiness that had been clouding his mind vanished completely.

Only then did he begin to regret it.

She regretted her overestimation of herself by teasing He Ziyu, which only made her more aroused.

I was still shaken, fearing that the same thing would happen again.

Seeing He Ziyu getting closer and closer, almost touching him, Jiang Chengyu hesitated for a long time before finally unable to resist asking, "Ayu, could you... move a little further away from me?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, He Ziyu was stunned.

What did Jiang Chengyu say? Did he tell him to stay away?

Does this mean they dislike him?

"Why should I stay away from you?" He Ziyu frowned. "You never said anything when I was next to you before, so why not now? Do you find me annoying?"

Like a child throwing a tantrum, He Ziyu put down his spoon, moved his chair closer, and wrapped both arms around Jiang Chengyu's waist.

"You told me to stay away, but I won't. I'm not only going to stay close to you, I'm going to hug you too." He Ziyu's tone was full of strong dissatisfaction. "I'm not going to feed you anymore. You can eat with your left hand. I'll let go when you're done eating."