Cheng Shuya had no choice but to agree.

Besides, she didn't intend to refuse.

Although she hadn't seen Qin Sheng's exam paper yet, Cheng Shuya firmly believed that Qin Sheng must have achieved four perfect scores through improper means.

Putting everything else aside, she had done the English test herself this time, and including the essay, she only scored 146 points. Some of the reading comprehension and listening comprehension questions were very tricky, and it was easy to make mistakes if you weren't careful.

So, even she, an English major graduate who passed the TEM-8 and worked as an English teacher for ten years, only scored 146 points. How could Qin Sheng, a student who never listens in class, possibly get a perfect score of 150?

She must have cheated!

With that thought in mind, Cheng Shuya's expression became even more determined, and she nodded heavily, saying, "Okay!"

“But in return, if you can’t win, then apologize publicly. Also,” Cheng Shuya’s gaze swept over Wen Muyun and Song Yu behind her, a flash of hatred in her eyes, “I want Wen Muyun to get out of here too!”

Song Yu's face instantly darkened, but before he could speak, the girl's soft laughter slowly rang out.

Qin Sheng: "Teacher Cheng, can't you understand human language?"

She tapped the stair railing with her slender, pale fingertips, her voice clear and calm: "I am threatening you."

"Holding a bargain." She glanced at Cheng Shuya, her contempt undisguised. "You're not worthy."

Cheng Shuya was so angry that her whole body trembled.

Qin Sheng had already walked past her downstairs, leaving only her cool voice drifting back: "Go to Director Wang's office and find someone."

Wen Muyun realized what was happening and quickly chased after Qin Sheng, calling out as she ran, "Sheng Sheng!"

Only Song Yu and Cheng Shuya remained in the narrow corridor of the teaching building.

Cheng Shuya didn't go looking for him immediately. After making sure everyone was far away, she took a small step closer to Song Yu and called out, "Senior Song, I..."

She had barely begun when Song Yu coldly interrupted her: "Ms. Cheng, please address me as Chairman Song."

A hurt look appeared in Cheng Shuya's eyes, and her eyes quickly reddened: "Song Yu, do you have to keep me so distant? I've been waiting for you all these years!"

Song Yu's face grew even colder: "Cheng Shuya, I thought I had made myself very clear. I have a family and I love my wife very much. Please have some self-respect!"

"Love?" Cheng Shuya suddenly chuckled, her tone slowly mocking. "Pressing Wen Muyun against the wall and kissing him in the middle of the night, forcibly carrying him into your office, is this what you call loving your wife?"

Her emotions gradually intensified: "Why, why can she do it, but I can't!"

"I've been chasing you for twelve years! From Ancheng to Tiandu, then from Tiandu to Ozhou, and back to Ancheng. I'm the one who truly loves you. Why would you rather have that old woman Wen Muyun than accept me? What is it about me that I don't have compared to her!"

As she spoke, she reached out to grab Song Yu's hand.

Song Yu frowned deeply, and the words "because she is my wife" almost slipped out, but a loud shout rang out before he could speak.

A slender young man quickly ran down the stairs and kicked Cheng Shuya in the leg. Cheng Shuya couldn't react in time and fell to the ground with a thud.

Song Yanzhi was furious when he saw the woman staring at her father with a shocked and heartbroken expression. He almost kicked her again, but Song Yu stopped him.

Looking at the hand blocking his way, Song Yanzhi was so angry he felt like killing his father. His eyes were red as he glared at Song Yu: "You actually helped her?!"

Song Yu's temples throbbed. He had barely finished saying, "Your mother and Qin Sheng are waiting in the grade office to teach her a lesson," when Song Yanzhi abruptly shook off his hand and roared, "Song Yu, you bastard!"

"You want to break my legs? Let me tell you, from today onwards, I only have my mother and grandparents. I'll pretend my grandmother never gave birth to a son like you!"

Then she got angry and ran away.

Song Yu: "..."

Can't you give him a chance to explain?

What a son of a bitch!

Song Yu was so angry that his heart was pounding. He couldn't help himself and ran over Cheng Shuya's feet as he left.

What the hell is wrong with him?!

He broke the law by kissing and hugging his wife in the middle of the night, so what right does she have to interfere?

Who the hell wants her to pursue them or love them?!

He only wants his Ah Yun in the whole world!

Thinking of Wen Muyun, Song Yu frowned even more and increased the pressure on his feet.

Cheng Shuya didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain.

She was completely stunned by what Song Yanzhi had just said.

Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, Son...

Song Yanzhi is actually Song Yu's son!!

Therefore, Song Yu's claim that he was married was not a fabricated excuse to reject her; he was indeed married and even had a son!

It took Cheng Shuya a good six or seven minutes, until someone walked by in the corridor and called her several times, before she slowly came back to her senses, her face becoming even more gloomy.

So what if we actually get married?

He could even go after that old woman Wen Muyun. She's younger, prettier, and more outstanding than Wen Muyun, so she can do it too!

She rejected countless suitors for Song Yu, wasting the best years of her youth, and he tried to dismiss her with a simple "I'm married"?

Don't even think about it!

Despite the pain in her feet, Cheng Shuya got up from the ground and slowly walked upstairs.

Now, she's going to ruin Wen Muyun's prized disciple, making her unable to maintain that arrogant attitude any longer!

At this moment, Wen Muyun was unaware that she had been mistaken for a mistress, and even less aware that someone was determined to steal her "mistress" position and her husband.

She caught up with Qin Sheng in a few steps, her gentle eyes filled with helplessness: "Why are you paying attention to her?"

Qin Sheng: "Ugly, annoying, stupid."

In short: "I don't like the look of her."

Wen Muyun thought for a moment and said, "That's fine too."

Although she was too lazy to argue with such inexplicable people, it was indeed quite annoying to have grasshoppers constantly hopping around in front of her.

It's good to keep fighting.

The two then strolled leisurely to the grade-level office.

The six teachers who had arrived earlier were still there. When they saw Wen Muyun bringing Qin Sheng along, their expressions changed slightly. Even Director Wang couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Wen, what's going on?"

Wen Muyun said calmly, "Qin Sheng and Teacher Cheng made a bet, so we came together."

Gambling again?

Everyone's eyes lit up, and Director Wang was the first to ask, "What are we betting on this time?"

Wen Muyun calmly recounted the bet between the two of them, and smiled at the stunned gazes of the crowd: "It's perfect that everyone is here. All the teachers for the six courses are gathered, so we can set questions on the spot and have them witness the event."

All the teachers: "..."

They're here to cause trouble, not to act as referees.

but……

That's fine.

The teachers exchanged knowing glances, their eyes darting around.