"Yes...it was another teacher in the school who reported this to me."

"They said they saw someone from the relocated households coming to pick you up, and they thought it would have a bad influence. As the head teacher, I have to ask about it, right?"

School teacher reported?

Lin Jianxue's face darkened completely, and a sharp cold light flashed in his cold eyes.

Which blind guy dislikes her and is willing to meddle in her affairs to this extent?

And he used such despicable means to stab her in the back and report that she was taken home by Fu Zhewei?

Almost immediately, a face flashed through Lin Jianxue's mind. The man wore gold-rimmed glasses. He looked gentle, but there was always a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Zhang Ruichen.

Apart from him, she really couldn't think of anyone else who would do such a back-stabbing thing.

Was it because I rejected him yesterday that he held a grudge against me?

Lin Jianxue sneered in his heart.

It seems that some people will not restrain themselves unless they are taught a lesson.

She originally didn't want to bother with Zhang Ruichen.

This guy actually put his intention on her head.

Since he wants to walk into trouble, don't blame her for being rude.

Lin Jianxue nodded, her voice still emotionless: "I understand, Wang Yuren."

She turned around and left the teaching office.

I returned to the staff office, opened the door, and saw Zhang Ruichen at a glance.

He was walking in from outside, holding an enamel cup in his hand, with steam rising from the rim.

As soon as he saw Lin Jianxue, Zhang Ruichen immediately came over with a concerned smile on his face.

"Teacher Lin, are you okay?"

"Wang Yuren...did he not give you any trouble?"

His tone was attentive, but his eyes darted around her face with undisguised inquiry.

Lin Jianxue looked at his hypocritical face and sneered in her heart.

"Teacher Zhang is thoughtful."

Her voice was faint, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.

"I'm fine."

Zhang Ruichen seemed unconvinced, a hint of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be relaxed and asked:

"That's good, that's good."

"Wang Yuren is looking for you...what's going on?"

"I see you've been here for quite some time. The other teachers in the office are a little worried."

His words seemed to show concern, but in fact they were a hint that he already knew that everyone in the office was talking about her.

Lin Jianxue's lips curled up slightly, revealing a very faint arc with a hint of mockery.

"nothing."

"Just asking me how my preparations for Friday's open class are going."

Zhang Ruichen's smile froze slightly when he heard this, and he seemed to not believe it was that simple.

His eyes narrowed behind the lenses and he continued:

"That's it?"

"Nothing else?"

The smile on Lin Jianxue's face deepened a little, but the smile did not reach her eyes. Instead, it carried a hint of cold oppression.

She looked at Zhang Ruichen leisurely and asked slowly:

"Teacher Zhang, you seem particularly interested in what Wang Yuren asked me to talk about?"

"Could it be that you still hope that I will be severely criticized by Wang Yiren, so that you can satisfy your wishes?"

Her voice was soft, but like a sharp knife, stabbing Zhang Ruichen's heart.

Zhang Ruichen's expression changed instantly.

He waved his hands hurriedly and argued hastily:

"Hey, Teacher Lin, please don't misunderstand!"

"That's not what I meant! I'm just...just worried about you."

"After all, you're a new teacher. I'm worried that you're young and don't understand the intricacies of this. What if you're wronged..."

He spoke with such sincerity, as if he were a good colleague who really cared about the younger generation.

Lin Jianxue just watched his performance quietly, with the mockery in her eyes becoming even stronger.

Zhang Ruichen felt a little guilty when she looked at him, so he quickly changed the subject, his eyes unconsciously lingering on her overly beautiful face.

"By the way, Teacher Lin, after school tomorrow...how about I take you home?"

"I have a bicycle. It's very convenient and fast."

He deliberately emphasized the word "bicycle" with a subtle sense of showing off and superiority.

It seemed to imply that he was much stronger than Fu Zhewei, who could only walk.

The smile on Lin Jianxue's face faded, and her expression returned to her usual coldness.

"No need, Teacher Zhang."

"Again, someone pick me up."

After saying that, she stood up and sorted out her lesson plan book.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a step and walked out of the office.

Zhang Ruichen looked at her slender yet upright back, and the smile on his face instantly collapsed, replaced by gloom and annoyance.

This woman is really stubborn and won't give in! She has no shame even when I give her face!

Does she really want Fu Zhawei to pick her up every day?

Does she really not care about her reputation at all and doesn't want to get away from this school?!

He was so angry that his teeth were itching, and his eyes behind the lenses were flashing with unwillingness and resentment.

*

Lin Jianxue left the school and was not taken home.

She turned a corner and walked towards a street corner on the other side of the town as if she knew the way.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling and there were not many people walking on the street.

Soon, she saw the familiar figure in a dark alley.

Jiang Yan was leaning against an old locust tree, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, squinting his eyes, looking bored.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he lazily raised his eyelids.

When he saw clearly that the person coming was Lin Jianxue, a hint of barely perceptible surprise flashed across his sleepy eyes, and then he resumed his nonchalant tone.

Lin Jianxue walked up to him, took out a few neatly folded bills from her pocket and handed them over.

Jiang Yan glanced at the money in her hand, raised his eyebrows, slowly reached out to take it, and twisted it between his fingers.

He sneered, his tone somewhat teasing:

"Hey, Miss, what brings you here?"

"Tell me, you want me to help you stretch your muscles again this time, and take care of that blind man?"

Once is new, once is familiar.

He said this as if he was greeting Old Gu in a familiar manner.

Listening to his lazy yet somewhat helpless tone, Lin Jianxue couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, which had been tense all morning.

"Zhenhai High School, a male teacher named Zhang Ruichen."

Her voice was calm, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.

"Help me put a sack on him and give him a good beating."

"Preferably, the kind that keeps him out of bed for a month."

Jiang Yan paused slightly as he held the dogtail grass in his mouth, and the lazy expression on his face froze.

Can't get out of bed for a month?

He looked up in surprise and looked carefully at the smiling woman in front of him.

Although his smile was so gentle and warm, the words he spoke contained a cruel force that made people's backs chill.

Tsk, this woman, looks so pretty, but she is so cruel.

"My dear Miss, how great is this hatred and resentment?"

Jiang Yan spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and asked with interest, a hint of inquiry in his tone.

"How could he be so blind as to offend you, the great Buddha?"

The smile on Lin Jianxue's face remained unchanged, but her tone was a little lighter.

"nothing."

"It's just that you're too talkative and irritate me. I'm upset."

She explained it lightly, as if it were just a trivial inconvenience.

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Jiang Yan inconspicuously and changed the subject:

"It's you, Jiang Yan."

"You're such a talker, what's going on? You're talking more and more."