Chapter 12, Brother Sheng is fighting for a formal title.

As Wen Hanyun approached from a distance, one of the senior teachers, who wore glasses, raised his voice.

"She lives a dissolute life, so why shouldn't she be afraid of what others say?"

With a cold expression, Wen Hanyun walked past the crowd toward the female teachers who were pointing and whispering.

The news of her annulment of her engagement with the young master of the Yan family had already spread like wildfire throughout the school. Her former colleagues, who used to be nodding acquaintances with her, now looked at her with a strange gaze.

During this period, preparations for the centennial celebration of University A are in full swing. As an art teacher, Wen Hanyun has recently become popular online and was immediately asked by the school to choreograph an instrumental performance.

She has never liked crowds and adheres to the principle of "the less trouble, the better." She tries to avoid crowds and ignores gossip, putting all her energy into rehearsing the show.

But that doesn't mean that just because everyone is jumping on her nerves, she should continue to be timid and forbearing!

"Madam, this is a school. Is this how you conduct a teacher?"

Wen Hanyun stepped forward, crossed her arms, and rudely interrupted their conversation.

“If you continue to launch personal attacks, spread rumors and slander against me, I won’t hesitate to send you a few court summonses.”

The older teacher pushed up his glasses and stood up slowly. "Teacher Wen, don't be so smug. Now that you no longer have a man backing you up, what right do you have to threaten us?"

"Who said she has no one to back her up?"

A cold voice rang out, and the old teacher looked behind Wen Hanyun in the direction of the voice, his pupils shrinking sharply.

As more and more people gathered to watch the spectacle, someone quickly recognized the man's identity.

"This is... Yan Sheng, the head of the Yan family!"

"Why did he come to our school?"

"He's even speaking up for Teacher Wen. Didn't they say Teacher Wen had already fallen out with the Yan family? What's the situation now?"

"......"

Putting everything else aside, Yan Sheng's seasoned aura alone was enough to scare these female teachers, who only knew how to gossip behind people's backs, into not daring to move.

"Mr. Yan... I'm sorry."

They quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Yansheng in trepidation, apologizing profusely.

"Apologize to me?" If it weren't for Wen Hanyun, Yan Sheng wouldn't have even bothered to give them a second glance. "Get this straight, you should apologize to her!"

"Teacher Wen, we didn't mean to talk about you, we're really sorry!" The female teachers, who had been so arrogant just now, quickly bowed and scraped to Wen Hanyun like chickens pecking at rice.

Seeing a smile appear on Wen Hanyun's face, Yan Sheng snorted coldly, "Why aren't you getting lost?"

The group scattered and fled as if granted a pardon.

"Are you alright?" Yan Sheng turned to Wen Hanyun, his tone softening, and couldn't help but gently pat the top of her head.

Wen Hanyun shook her head.

"I'm fine, Yansheng, thank you."

If it weren't for him, she would have been harassed by them for quite a while.

Yan Sheng chuckled, "You still can't break this bad habit of always thanking me. I'm going to get angry if you keep doing this."

"I......"

"Okay, just kidding. Let's not talk about that. Did you receive all the gifts I sent you?"

"A gift?" Wen Hanyun was stunned for a long time before she reacted.

Could Yansheng be referring to those gift boxes of all sizes that have been delivered to her door recently?

The items looked valuable and were unsigned, so she thought someone had sent them to the wrong address. She didn't dare open any of them and even arranged for the courier company to come and return them the next day.

"What, you don't like it?"

Yan Sheng observed her expression, a hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes.

"Uh, no, no, it's just that next time you could fill in the name, I really don't know who sent it, so I haven't had a chance to open it yet," Wen Hanyun quickly explained.

Yan Sheng: "...Okay, I'll be more careful next time."

Could he say that this was the first time he had personally prepared a gift for someone and he forgot to sign it?

"By the way, is there something you need from me today?"

Feeling guilty, Wen Hanyun changed the subject, thinking she would secretly cancel the appointment tonight.

Seeing Yan Sheng smile without speaking, Wen Hanyun had no choice but to break the silence first, "Yan Sheng, I know you keep saying you want to take responsibility for me because you care about my reputation. You don't have to wrong yourself like this. We're both adults..."

"I'm not wronged..."

Yan Sheng listened in silence for a long time before finally speaking.

“I said, I’m not wronged.”

"Hanyun, I like you, can't you feel it?" Yansheng took Wen Hanyun's hand and placed it on his chest. "I'm pursuing you, and I hope you'll give me a chance."

Her fingertips touched a warm, solid chest, feeling the steady, powerful heartbeats. Looking at the seriousness in Yan Sheng's eyes, those words echoed in Wen Hanyun's mind, like a burst of fireworks.

She lowered her eyes, suppressing the emotion in her heart, and slowly withdrew her hand, carefully choosing her words: "Ahem, Yansheng, you are a very good person."

But they were ultimately not meant to be. He was so unattainable, while she was just an ordinary person.

Yan Zhe is a stark lesson about the dangers of a mismatched relationship.

Yan Sheng's brow twitched violently.

What he is doing is...

Did I get friend-zoned?

The young man standing next to Yan Sheng lowered his head silently.

He really didn't hear anything.

Don't laugh, don't laugh. Brother Sheng is just trying to gain a legitimate status.

If you laugh, your boss will kill you.

He's not Miss Wen...

“It’s alright,” Yan Sheng took a deep breath and regained his usual gentle and refined demeanor in front of Wen Hanyun. “It’s getting late, I’ll take you upstairs.”

He could wait until she turned back.

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Time flies, and the school anniversary celebration arrived as scheduled.

On the day of the performance, the place was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. In addition to the school and teachers, many media reporters and audience members from outside the school also came.

Wen Hanyun arrived backstage two hours early to get her makeup done.

"Teacher Wen, you are so beautiful, your skin is completely flawless, I don't even know how to start."

The woman in the mirror had clear, bright eyes; even without makeup, she was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

The makeup artist sincerely praised her, applied a thin layer of foundation to Wen Hanyun, drew her eyebrows, applied lip gloss, and then began to style her hair, without doing anything unnecessary to ruin the perfect look on her face.

With the performance about to begin, Wen Hanyun left the dressing room to find her costume.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Ms. Wen. We've messed up the dressing room. Please find your costume yourself if you don't mind."

Not long after Yan Sheng dealt with her, those jealous female teachers reverted to their old ways and started finding new ways to ostracize her.