Ye Qian is very popular.

Whenever it was his class, not only would all the students in his class be present, but students from other majors would also flock to it. Leng Yue felt a mix of jealousy and pride; the person she liked was just that outstanding!

Ye Qian's classes are humorous and engaging; even dry material becomes lively and interesting when he speaks. Furthermore, he frequently uses case studies to analyze theoretical knowledge, making the students more focused and attentive to their learning.

Whenever Ye Qian lectured passionately on the podium, Leng Yue would gaze at him, chin in hand, lost in reverie. But as soon as Ye Qian looked at her, Leng Yue would immediately sit up straight and become a model student. Of course, sometimes, Leng Yue would exchange a glance with Ye Qian and then smile happily to herself.

Ye Qian knew all this, and he also knew that Leng Yue's behavior varied at different times. When she was paying attention in class, she would look back confidently; when she was daydreaming or daydreaming, she would hurriedly pretend otherwise. Ye Qian knew everything, but he never exposed her.

He could let his little girl swoon over him however she wanted! If her grades weren't good, he could catch up on them privately. He couldn't let his own girl suffer! A smile flickered in Ye Qian's eyes as he watched Leng Yue's attempt to cover up her misunderstanding.

The bell rang, signaling the end of Ye Qian's class.

As usual, Ye Qian was surrounded by students again, with a large group of girls rushing over to ask him questions.

Ye Qian was already very familiar with this situation. He cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Classmates, break time is limited. I think it's better to do it the same way as before: have the class monitor collect the questions and give them to Leng Yue, who will then pass them on to me. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

Upon hearing this, the girls all left, and very few actually handed the question over to class monitor Liu Lei.

"Teacher Ye is really something. She knows perfectly well that none of them have given me any questions, yet she still says the same thing every time," Liu Lei said, somewhat displeased.

“If Teacher Ye didn’t do this, how could she easily leave the classroom?” Yu Fangfang looked at Liu Lei. “Does our class monitor not want to do what Teacher Ye assigned?”

"Who said I didn't want to?" Liu Lei muttered softly. "I'm just upset that he mentioned Leng Yue again."

“But Leng Yue lives very close to Teacher Ye!” Zhao Anqi said naturally after hearing Liu Lei’s words.

"Yes, Leng Yue is really good at keeping things to herself. If Teacher Ye hadn't mentioned it, we wouldn't have known they were neighbors!" Yu Fangfang said this simply, without any ulterior motives.

But what was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Yu Fangfang, being a married woman, was indeed just talking. However, in this class, apart from people like Yu Fangfang, there should be very few who dislike Teacher Ye, right? Given this, it's hard to guarantee that some people won't be jealous of Leng Yue.

"You can only say she's lucky, a blind cat stumbled upon a dead mouse, and she actually got to live with Teacher Ye!" said Wang Xue, Yu Fangfang's roommate.

Yu Fangfang looked at her, frowned, and said, "Why are you talking so strangely? People will misunderstand you."

As a married woman, Yu Fangfang knew all too well that even the slightest criticism could be fatal. She also considered Leng Yue like a younger sister, and therefore found Wang Xue's tone extremely offensive.

"What did I do wrong? What did I say?" Wang Xue was furious.

"Why are you being so fierce? I was just trying to be helpful and remind you so you wouldn't say something that might cause trouble for yourself," Yu Fangfang said, rolling her eyes.

Wang Xue's family must have some connections; she's always been arrogant and disdainful of others. But Yu Fangfang isn't afraid of her. They're both from Beijing; who doesn't know a few important people?

"I made a fool of myself? What a joke!" Wang Xue rolled her eyes, grabbed her book, and swayed away in her high heels.

"Fangfang, why did you provoke her?" Zhao Anqi tugged at Yu Fangfang's sleeve and whispered.

Liu Lei looked at Yu Fangfang with worry on her face, "My parents also said not to offend Wang Xue, Fangfang, you shouldn't go to this for Leng Yue..."

"It's alright, it's alright, what's there to be afraid of!" Yu Fangfang waved her hand. "Leng Yue and her brother have had a tough time, let's help them if we can. Besides, I really can't stand Wang Xue's arrogant attitude, like the whole world owes her something."

"What do you mean, 'for my sake, it's not worth it'?" Leng Yue returned from the restroom to find these people gathered together, mentioning her. She looked at them suspiciously. "What are you talking about?"

"Fangfang offended Wang Xue because of you! Wang Xue said..." Zhao Anqi couldn't keep it to herself and started rambling on, quickly revealing the whole story.

“That’s right, you should be more careful in the future,” Liu Lei echoed.

In truth, Liu Lei's feelings towards Leng Yue were somewhat complicated. On one hand, she treated Leng Yue like a younger sister, but on the other hand, she secretly felt jealous of her. Although Wang Xue's words were sharp, Liu Lei had to admit that for a moment, hearing Wang Xue speak of Leng Yue like that, she actually felt a sense of vengeful pleasure.

When she came to her senses, Liu Lei would feel that her behavior was very dark. In short, she had some contradictions when it came to Leng Yue.

"Is that so?" Leng Yue pondered. She had been so happy lately that she had almost forgotten that darkness could exist in this world.

"Yueyue, you have to be careful. Wang Xue is a very vengeful person." Yu Fangfang was still worried about Leng Yue.

Leng Yue shook her head. "I'm fine. Those with nothing to lose aren't afraid of those wearing shoes. But what about you? Won't your family be implicated?"

Leng Yue was very worried and depressed. In this world, once it came to power struggles, she was truly powerless.

“You tend to overthink things,” Yu Fangfang tapped Leng Yue’s forehead. “I’m not one to play the hero, so don’t worry about me.”

Seeing that Leng Yue looked confused, Yu Fangfang smiled at Zhao Anqi and Liu Lei and then stopped talking.

The school bell rang again, and the students returned to their seats. With a different subject and a different teacher, the students seemed to have lost their enthusiasm.

Leng Yue flipped through her book listlessly, glancing at Yu Fangfang and thinking about what she had said earlier. Yu Fangfang seemed to sense something, turned to look at Leng Yue, smiled slightly, and showed no worry whatsoever.

Leng Yue was carefully examining Yu Fangfang's face. Yu Fangfang couldn't help but touch her cheek and quietly asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Leng Yue nodded, "Yes!"

"Huh? What is it? Is there dust? Oh dear, how embarrassing, I've been like this all morning!" Yu Fangfang said, taking out a handkerchief to wipe her face, while muttering that she would have to go out to buy a mirror or something later.

Leng Yue chuckled and poked Yu Fangfang, "It's not dust."

"What is that?" Yu Fangfang didn't believe it at all, and kept wiping herself until her face turned red.

“It’s happiness!” Leng Yue said, enunciating each word clearly, and then smiled softly.

Yu Fangfang was stunned for a moment, then reached out to hit Leng Yue, "You little brat, how dare you tease me..."

"The teacher is watching!" Leng Yue's words silenced both of them.

Yes, Leng Yue felt that Yu Fangfang's face looked familiar. Thinking about it carefully, wasn't that how she looked when she was with Qian Chen?

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Ye Qian: Who does this little girl actually like? Is it that name, or me—themselves?