Chapter 44: Did her ex-husband think she was jealous?

Yu Yan unleashed a torrent of words like a machine gun, but her emotions were still somewhat out of control.

These words had been weighing on her mind for a long time.

Countless sleepless nights, countless moments of bitterness and tears because of the name "Gan Xiaoxing," and all the self-doubt and inner turmoil she felt all surged into her heart at this moment...

She had never said these things to Xiang Jingheng before, and thought she would never say them to him in her life, but he pushed her to the limit today.

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. If Yu Yan really had a gun, she would definitely shoot Xiang Jingheng without hesitation.

Xiang Jingheng stared straight at Yu Yan.

He hadn't expected that Yu Yan would be so bothered by Gan Xiaoxing's existence.

Admittedly, he knew Gan Xiaoxing's feelings, but he never responded to her, nor did he ever think about having anything happen between them.

...If it could have happened, it would have happened long ago.

He had absolutely no romantic feelings for Gan Xiaoxing. Even a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow; they were too familiar, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He assumed Yu Yan knew all of this.

"I see."

After hearing Yu Yan's thoughts, Xiang Jingheng was shocked but also relieved.

"So the problem between us was Gan Xiaoxing, then it's much easier to solve. You don't need to worry about her. Gan Xiaoxing and I are just business partners, nothing more. There's absolutely no need for you to be jealous of her."

"Of course, if you mind her presence, I'll be more careful in the future and keep my distance from her."

"..."

Yu Yan looked up at Xiang Jingheng. His nonchalant attitude was both unexpected and expected.

Yes, that's just who he is, he hasn't changed at all.

Always so relaxed and detached, quietly watching her go crazy.

He'll drive you crazy, then stand by and calmly question you from a superior position:

—Oh, is that all?

—What did I think it was?

You're overthinking it. Don't take it to heart.

...Go to hell with you!

Yu Yan is someone who never swears, yet she has a whole bunch of swear words stuck in her mouth.

"I'm wasting my breath talking to you." Yu Yan laughed self-deprecatingly. "It's like casting pearls before swine."

Xiang Jingheng frowned.

He's already said all that, and it still doesn't work?

Yu Yan stopped walking forward, turned around, and followed Jing Heng, calling out, "Yu Yan..."

"Stop following me."

Yu Yan's eyes turned cold, filled with utter rejection. "If you contact me again, I'll report you for harassment."

Xiang Jingheng stopped in his tracks.

Yu Yan turned and walked away, bumping directly into someone's arms. Before she could even say "sorry," she smelled a refreshing minty scent that cleared her nose.

He came back to life.

She looked up at the man's handsome features and said, "Uncle Yan."

His emotions were so heavy that his voice was hoarse.

Shao Muyan frowned. Seeing Yu Yan's expression, he knew that Xiang Jingheng must have said something unpleasant.

His usually gentle and calm expression turned cold as he pulled Yu Yan closer to him in a protective gesture.

Should I call the police?

Xiang Jingheng narrowed his eyes.

There is a police station inside Shangzhou University. Xiang Jingheng left voluntarily before the campus police arrived.

Because Shao Muyan never jokes, he really could do that.

Xiang Jingheng is a man of considerable standing; he can't afford to lose face like this.

—

Shao Muyan also had class today, and on his way back to the lab, he saw Xiang Jingheng and Yu Yan arguing outside the teaching building.

Most students were in class at the moment, and not many people passed by, but it still attracted some attention... because it was obvious that they were arguing.

Shao Muyan rarely saw Yu Yan so angry, like a cat with its fur standing on end, her whole body trembling.

He really wanted to go up and punch Xiang Jingheng.

He did it just a second away.

Shao Muyan went to the newsstand and bought two cups of hot coffee, handing one to Yu Yan.

Yu Yan sat on a bench under the shade of a tree, took the coffee, and smiled, "Thank you."

Shao Muyan sat down next to her.

It wasn't evening yet; the sun was shining brightly, and the temperature was still quite scorching. Logically, one should drink some iced cola to cool down at a time like this, but instead, a sip of warm coffee went down into my stomach.

My icy heart warmed up a little.

Sitting under the shade of the tree, drinking afternoon tea, both Shao Muyan and Yu Yan, two very busy people, felt like they had stolen half a day of leisure.

"Are you feeling better?" Shao Muyan tilted his head slightly, observing Yu Yan's expression.

Yu Yan turned her head, looked at him, and nodded very seriously.

"Yes. Much better, thank you, Uncle Yan."

Yu Yan clinked her coffee cups with his and smiled.

She downed most of a cup of coffee in one gulp, as if it were a drink, and because it was so hot, a fine layer of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.

Standing up from her chair, Yu Yan said, "Let's go, Uncle Yan. There's a lot of work waiting for us in the lab. We can't slack off for too long."

She stepped into the sunlight, looked back at him, and the smile and ease on her face seemed genuine.

Shao Muyan nodded and followed her. Yu Yan always had this ability, like a sunflower that blooms gently towards the sun. No matter what storms she experienced, as long as she stood in the light, she would stand tall and proud.

—

Xiang Jingheng is not so easily discouraged.

He somehow figured out Yu Yan's class schedule. Yu Yan had two classes a week, and Xiang Jingheng was always present in each class.

As time went on, the students got used to it, and many even exchanged contact information with Xiang Jingheng.

Through their various "betrayals," Xiang Jingheng gradually learned about Yu Yan's daily life and experimental progress.

Yu Yan was annoyed by this, but she knew that there were plenty of ways to find out if she asked Jing Heng, so she could only ignore him and do what she needed to do.

On this day, Xiang Jingheng not only came by himself, but also brought his child.

When Yu Yan entered the classroom, she saw a group of older children surrounding a younger child. Xiang Chu, sitting in the university classroom, looked so out of place.

He wasn't intimidated at all. After all, Xiang Jingheng would sometimes bring Xiang Chu along to meetings and business talks, and being exposed to him was part of his education.

Yu Yan took a deep breath. She was extremely disgusted by Xiang Jingheng's behavior of intruding into her life and work without prior notice or regard for her. She had reached the limit of her tolerance.

"Mr. Xiang, could you please take your child to the teachers' lounge and wait for me?"

Yu Yan stood on the podium, her attitude cold and indifferent. "This is a university classroom, not a kindergarten. I'm here to teach the students; don't distract us."

She rarely spoke so sternly, and the students fell silent, obediently returning to their seats.

Xiang Chu's face turned bright red. Sensing that the woman didn't welcome him, he grabbed Xiang Jingheng's arm. "Dad, let's go."

Xiang Jingheng looked up and glanced at Yu Yan.

She not only disrespected him, but also completely disregarded the child's self-esteem.

Xiang Jingheng's eyes turned cold and deep. Yu Yan stared back at him coldly. The school bell rang, but she showed no intention of giving a lecture and waited for him to leave with the child.

The classroom was completely silent; no one dared to speak.

After a brief standoff, Xiang Jingheng stood up, said "Excuse me," and led Xiang Chu out of the classroom through the back door.

Yu Yan watched Xiang Chu's small figure, secretly clenched her hands, and her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, but she still didn't call out to him. She composed herself and said, "Class begins."

The teachers' lounge was empty, so Xiang Jingheng led Xiang Chu inside.

Xiang Chu looked up and said, "Dad, let's go. I don't want to stay here."

Xiang Jingheng sat on the sofa, holding his son on his lap. "Don't you want to see your mother?"

"I don't want to." Xiang Chu shook her head, her expression stubborn.

Xiang Jingheng patted his head and said, "Kids shouldn't say one thing and mean another. It's normal to miss your mom, there's nothing shameful about it."

Xiang Chu pursed her lips and remained silent.

Xiang Jingheng fell into deep thought, pondered it again and again, and finally made up his mind.

"Xiao Chu, Dad has a task for you, and I hope you can complete it."