Glug glug.
Xin Yu dared not think any further and drank more than half a cup in one gulp.
But why did she have to drink tea?
Fortunately, the tea was quite good.
Looking up at Mu Yichuan, her dark eyes trembled slightly. Please, is this enough?
Mu Yichuan's gaze quickly swept across Xin Yu's face before he walked to the podium.
"I presume you have received the notification? I am your adjunct professor, lecturing on the integration of architectural design and the market."
The classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. All eyes, regardless of gender, were fixed intently on Mu Yichuan.
Even Xin Yu was no exception. However, beneath her calm exterior, she inwardly grumbled, "This guy is so serious. Is he like this at the company too?"
Cold.
"I have four requirements for class. First, if I arrive early, everyone must enter the classroom on time. No one may arrive early..."
Huh? Xin Yu raised a delicate eyebrow. Had he... misspoke? Shouldn't it be "No lateness"?
"Secondly, no talking during my class without my permission." This successfully silenced the faint murmur in the classroom.
"Thirdly, follow any of my instructions."
"Fourthly, follow my instructions unconditionally!"
Damn! Xin Yu's lips twitched.
How heartless!
"A problem?" Mu Yichuan's magnetic voice rang out, his dark eyes bright but icy.
Xin Yu shuddered. He was asking her!
She quickly waved her hands, "N-no..."
She only managed two words before covering her mouth, looking at Mu Yichuan with some panic. Had she violated the second rule?
"Stand next to me."
...!
Xin Yu remained seated, completely bewildered by his intentions!
This was class!
There weren't many students in their grade, only about twenty! Besides, there was Gao Min, who had always been her "enemy"!
"Violated the second rule, and you won't accept punishment? You plan to violate the third and fourth rules?" Mu Yichuan's cold, inscrutable eyes were filled with impartiality.
No way?
He's going to use her as a scapegoat!
Xin Yu helplessly got up and walked to Mu Yichuan's side. Some of the students below the stage were gloating, some looked sympathetic, some were shocked, and some remained calm.
She thought Mu Yichuan would continue to torment her, but unexpectedly, he continued lecturing as if nothing had happened.
This… is too…
"Mu Yichuan, Mu Yichuan, you really always break records!" Xin Yu was momentarily lost in thought, but quickly regained her composure and listened attentively to his lecture.
She was only a step away from him. His clear aura, composed profile, and mellow voice, combined with his lecture…
No wonder even the professors and school leaders had gone to invite him.
He was truly perfect!
For a moment, she was stunned.
"What did I just say? Repeat it."
"Ah!" Xin Yu gasped, meeting his gaze. "The soul of architectural design lies in the human heart?"
That sounds like it, doesn't it?
I hope so!
If I get punished again, how will I face my professor?!
Mu Yichuan turned away and continued, ignoring Xin Yu, but inwardly he scoffed. "Quite quick-witted!"
After the class, Xin Yu, who was already quite tired, didn't feel fatigued at all, because Mu Yichuan's lecture was simply too good!
Many of his concepts were advanced and innovative, and coupled with his background in the Mu Group, he effortlessly presented case studies. Xin Yu was filled with admiration.
But thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel regretful. For so long, she had been by his side, yet she had forgotten to ask such an elite person for advice!
All that time was wasted…
Seeing the students moving quietly and orderly, Xin Yu glanced at Mu Yichuan. "Professor Mu?"
"Speak." His eyes flickered.
"I...I can go back to my seat—"
"No." Want to get that far away from him? No way!
"No, I just want to get my notebook!" He spoke so well; I have to write it all down!
She was fairly confident in her short-term memory, but not her long-term; she'd definitely forget.
"Hmm."
At least he had a conscience.
Xin Yu pulled out her notebook and returned to her seat, diligently and quickly taking notes, completely unaware of Gao Min's murderous glare!
"Well! Xin Yu, you've been using your 'white lotus' qualities again after just a few days. You're really willing to do anything to attract men!" Gao Min thought coldly, narrowing her eyes and shooting out a terrifying glint.
Until the end of class, Xin Yu barely looked up, only focused on writing furiously, oblivious to the fact that her legs were numb from standing.
Mu Yichuan said get out of class was over, then put one hand in his pocket and glanced at the little woman beside him.
Is there really so much to remember?
Or is she planning to use this to avoid looking at me? To ignore me? Or was it to gain her sympathy?
"Let's go."
"Hmm…" Xin Yu responded faintly, still standing and writing, not moving.
Mu Yichuan snatched the notebook from Xin Yu's hand, snapped it shut, and said lightly, "Let's go."
"Hey…" she growled angrily. She hadn't finished taking notes yet, but his glare froze her back.
"Professor Mu!" Gao Min approached with her notebook, followed by Xu Hui. "I have a question about your lecture today—"
"A question? You were listening so attentively—"
"Yes, yes!" Gao Min interrupted Mu Yichuan in her excitement, not even noticing, still fantasizing that she was a hundred times better than Xin Yu. This handsome man, even without investigation, was clearly exceptionally capable, and his background even more so!
"I listened so attentively today, I took half a notebook! Professor Mu, you lectured so well!" Gao Min chattered, expressing her admiration.
"So serious and you still have questions!" He coldly snapped, not even bothering to glance at Gao Min.
"I—" Gao Min stared at Mu Yichuan, feeling wronged, not expecting to be silenced.
Seeing him only looking at Xin Yu, the anger and jealousy in her heart burned even more fiercely.
Her blood was screaming—why did she have to do this?!
Xin Yu, of course, noticed this and could only look at Mu Yichuan with pleading eyes.
"Are you planning to have me go to Professor Dong and replace you as the teaching assistant?"
"No!" Xin Yu stood up straight and said firmly, then added helplessly, "Well, if anyone has any questions about the course, you can post them in the class WeChat group. I'll compile them and send them to Professor Mu later. I think Professor Mu is so responsible; he'll definitely take the time to answer everyone."
Hmph.
Mu Yichuan glanced at Xin Yu out of the corner of his eye. This little girl knows how to handle people.
Then he strode out of the classroom.
As soon as Xin Yu stepped out, a delivery person approached, carrying a bouquet of flowers.
"Miss, do you know Xin Yu?"
"Ah? I am..."
"What a coincidence! Please sign for this." The courier handed over the delivery slip.
Xin Yu was startled and wanted to ask Mu Yichuan, but he had already reached the end of the corridor.
"Excuse me, who sent these roses?" Xin Yu held a large bouquet in both hands; this was the first bouquet of flowers she had ever received in her life!
It looked like there were more than thirty roses.
"That gentleman said you could guess." After saying that, the courier quickly left.
She could guess?!
Mu Yichuan?
He sent her flowers?
Could it be an apology for her crazy behavior yesterday?
Hmph.
Xin Yu pouted and quickly walked downstairs, "Senior Brother Cheng Che? Hello!"
She actually saw Cheng Che as soon as she reached the lobby on the first floor.
"Junior Sister, you are more beautiful than the flowers." He praised her generously, his blue eyes warm and gleaming.
Xin Yu's face flushed instantly.
She chuckled awkwardly, quickly changing the subject, "Senior, what brings you to school?"
"I have some business with the professor," he smiled calmly. "Did Mr. Jiu send these flowers?"
"..." Xin Yu smiled awkwardly, then suddenly remembered Liu Hen. She scratched her head, "Senior, um, is there some misunderstanding between you and... Henhen?"
Cheng Che's blue eyes widened, unable to hide his surprise, and he slightly curved his lips into a smile, "I'm sorry to have worried you, Junior Sister."
Was that an admission?
"Senior, Henhen is a good girl," Xin Yu enthusiastically helped her friend, "I think it's not easy for feelings to develop between people, and if they do, we should be tolerant of each other—"
The phone buzzed.
Xin Yu took out her phone, her pupils contracting. She had completely forgotten about Mu Yichuan while focused on this. "Junior Sister, go ahead and do what you need to do!" Cheng Che said gently and gentlemanly. "I'll consider what you said."
"Alright! Senior Brother, you must think it over carefully." Xin Yu said and ran off.
Meanwhile, Cheng Che, standing there, curled his lips into a wicked, mocking smile.
"Junior Sister, I'm afraid I'll disappoint your kindness." He muttered, then coldly growled, "Come out!"
Gao Min jumped in fright and silently stepped out, head bowed.
"You know what to do about what happened just now."
…
Xin Yu hurried along, arriving at Mu Yichuan's silver Maybach, slightly out of breath.
She pulled at the car door but didn't open it.
"Mr. Ninth…Mr. Ninth!" Was it really necessary to be so petty?
"I just ran into…an acquaintance, and we chatted for a bit." Xin Yu didn't mention Cheng Che; she remembered Mu Yichuan's disdain and dissatisfaction towards him.
But no matter what Xin Yu said outside the car, the door wouldn't open.
Mu Yichuan sat in the car, staring at the eyesore of the roses. Was this woman stupid?!
She actually dared to get into his car with flowers given to her by another man!
"Mu Yichuan," Xin Yu said angrily, her face cold, "If it's inconvenient, I'll go back myself."
Good riddance!
The car window rolled down, revealing his dark, brooding face, as if covered in eternal frost.
"You dare?"
"Then let me in!" Xin Yu gasped for breath, furious. How could someone be so unreasonable?!
Are you kidding me?!
"The flowers are too ugly, throw them away," he ordered.
Xin Yu tilted her head to look at the flowers in her arms. They were quite pretty, buds about to bloom, so beautiful!
"You…you don't have to be so demanding," she tried to comfort her. After all, it was the first time she'd received them, and she hadn't even had a chance to warm them up yet.
"I said throw it away."
Mu Yichuan's words this time were very different from usual; it was immediately obvious that he had completely lost his patience.
Xin Yu pouted, wanting to disobey him, but then she remembered the madness of last night.
"I..." Before she could finish speaking, Mu Yichuan's long arm reached out and swept the flowers away.
His wicked gaze made Xin Yu tremble. She looked down at the fallen flowers at her feet, her anger flaring!
"Mu Yichuan, are you sick?! Didn't you decide the flowers were ugly?!" Did he think she cared?!
"I don't like them at all!" she said, stomping on the flowers twice in anger.