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Lu Yishan wore a smug and mocking expression, her gaze contemptuously sweeping across my face. She turned her body and walked away first, while Handsome Teacher was still waiting for me to handle my withdrawal.
I hadn't planned to learn anything here; it was just a pastime for me. In fact, after the last incident, I had considered withdrawing completely. However, after today's commotion, if I really left, wouldn't that just make Lu Yishan even prouder?
Why should I fulfill her wish? The more she wanted me to leave, the more I refused to go.
Passing by the Entrance, I ignored Handsome Teacher and headed straight for the Training Class bulletin board.
There, I found the contact information for all the teachers in the Training Class. I first called Handsome Teacher's girlfriend, and then I called the head of the Training Class.
Half an hour later, both of them hurried over, along with Xiao Minxing.
As soon as I saw him, I felt a bit intimidated and instinctively took two steps back, only to be pushed forward again by Lu Yishan, who had somehow appeared behind me.
She tiptoed over to Xiao Minxing and timidly said, “Xiao Minxing, I'm afraid this situation will escalate, which is why I rushed to call you. You see, even the teachers from the Training Class are here. She was really fierce just now and argued with the teacher…”
Handsome Teacher had already been pulled away by his girlfriend, and the head of the Training Class, a woman in her forties, wore a friendly smile on her face. However, her gaze was sharp as she quickly glanced at Lu Yishan and me before not speaking right away but instead staring intently at Xiao Minxing.
Xiao Minxing was the last to arrive and stood outside the circle. However, everyone turned their attention to him, especially since Lu Yishan was almost clinging to him again, so those watching naturally made way for him.
He did not disappoint; he walked straight up to me and whispered, “You really know how to stir up trouble.”
I felt extremely wronged at that moment. When I looked up at him, tears nearly spilled out but I forced myself to hold them back.
The only reason Lu Yishan called him over was that she anticipated he would ignore me and defend that green tea girl instead.
Xiao Minxing was not as weak as I thought. Those moments when he seemed vulnerable were merely my own psychological projections; it was just my way of wanting to keep a path open for continuing our relationship, which had nothing to do with him.
I turned around to go to the Studio to pack my things. Before my new Tears could come out, I wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
But before I could take a step out, my hand was caught by Xiao Minxing. His voice rang out above me: “I paid money to send my wife here; now you need to refund me and get her out. Please give me a valid reason.”
He looked around at everyone present, his gaze finally resting on the face of the person in charge.
The person in charge immediately stepped forward and smiled at Xiao Minxing, saying, "Mr. Xiao, I apologize. It was our fault for allowing Mrs. Xiao to be wronged before we clarified the issue. I am truly sorry. I will investigate this matter as soon as possible and provide you with a satisfactory answer."
However, there was no hint of a smile on Xiao Minxing's face. His piercing gaze fixed on the person in charge as he said, "Regarding today's incident, if my wife is indeed at fault, I have no objections to how you handle it. But if she is not at fault, it won't be as simple as just giving an explanation."
After saying this, he did not look at anyone else and released my hand, saying, "Go get your things. We're leaving now. I expect your training institute to come up with the best results within three days."
As I followed him out of the Training Class, I finally dared to breathe and looked incredulously at the person walking ahead of me.
It seemed like just this morning we had argued, like this phone call was from Lu Yishan to him, and like he had always taken pleasure in bullying me. How had everything changed so suddenly?
I couldn't quite articulate my feelings; shock and confusion far outweighed any other emotions.
It wasn't until we got into the car that he shot me a fierce glare and said, "From the day you entered this household, you have carried the title of Mrs. Xiao Minxing. I can bully you if I want, but no one else can touch you without my consent. I hope you realize this too in the future; no matter who it is, they cannot act against you without going through me."
His words hung in the air as the car sped forward. I listened to him with a vague understanding and took a long time to grasp the meaning behind his words.
I belonged exclusively to him; others were not allowed to touch me.
Did that mean even Lu Yishan was off-limits? She was his ex-girlfriend, the woman he cared about deeply, the one he had suffered for?
I found it somewhat strange; given Xiao Minxing's personality, he seemed completely incompatible with Lu Yishan—one too deep and the other too flamboyant. I really couldn't understand how they had interacted in the past.
Moreover, after he arrived today, he showed no kindness towards Lu Yishan at all. From beginning to end, he acted as if he didn't know her. Even when she spoke sweetly to him, he didn't respond. Why was that?
Was he really treating me as his wife in front of others while secretly explaining things to that woman behind my back?
Thinking about this made me steal another glance at Xiao Minxing.
He drove seriously, his eyes fixed ahead. The knuckles of his hand gripping the steering wheel were clearly defined, with a slight whiteness at the tips. His long fingers naturally curved inward, even their shape was pleasing to the eye.
He didn't take me home; instead, he brought me to his company. As soon as we entered, he just tossed me into the office and ran off to a meeting.
It wasn't until noon that I saw him return, looking slightly fatigued. He pinched the bridge of his nose before asking me, "What do you want for lunch?"
Sometimes, when I face Xiao Minxing, I become particularly soft-hearted, to the point of having no boundaries.
Like now, seeing his expression and recalling what happened last night and this morning, I automatically skipped over the unpleasantness from earlier and just wanted him to rest a little longer.
"Why don't you lie down here for a bit? I'll go buy lunch," I said.
He paused for a moment and, like before, asked me, "Do you have money?"
This question surprisingly didn't sound as harsh as it used to; perhaps it was because I really had money in my pocket. So I took out the cash he had given me in the morning and spread it out in my palm, asking, "Is this enough for us to eat?"
He glanced at it and replied irritably, "If it's not enough, then you'll just have to go hungry."
As I walked out of the corridor, I even heard him mumble behind me, "Can't even save up some pocket money; how can you be this foolish?"
Seeing my own smile reflected in the glass of the corridor, with my eyes curving up slightly, felt like a long-lost joy.
Yes, I was smiling. It felt like a small flower blooming in my heart. Although its color wasn't beautiful enough and the flower wasn't as big as I had imagined, and its fragrance was far from rich, it had bloomed nonetheless.
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