After a short rest, the two of them slowly stood up and began to pack their bags, ready to go to school. Yan Qing's eyes were full of tenderness and thoughtfulness. He was like a professional fashion consultant, carefully selecting clothes for Qing Yao.
Finally, he settled on a stunning pink sports dress. The pink pleated skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, like a flower in bloom on a spring day. The pink blazer, perfectly tailored with flowing lines, perfectly outlined Qingyao's slender figure, showcasing her elegant temperament. The pink camisole underneath was a perfect embellishment, subtly revealing Qingyao's youthful, vibrant skin and captivating charm.
When Qingyao put on this carefully selected outfit, it was as if she was cast under a spell, and her whole body instantly exuded the clarity and beauty of a college student.
Yan Qing stared at the charming woman in front of him, and an irrepressible emotion surged in his heart. He took a step forward and gently kissed the corner of Qingyao's mouth.
This sudden gesture of intimacy made Qingyao smile and respond to Yan Qing's affectionate gaze. Then, the two of them clasped their fingers together, holding hands, and walked briskly towards the underground garage.
Finally arriving at the underground garage, Qingyao suddenly stopped and turned around, a questioning look in her bright eyes. She parted her red lips and asked Yan Qing softly, "Should we keep a low profile or a little more high profile when we go to school today?"
After hearing this, Yan Qing thought for a moment, and then said to Qing Yao seriously: "Let's keep a low profile."
Qingyao nodded gently, and then asked, "Yanqing, do you mind showing up with me and letting others know that you are taken?"
Yan Qing nodded without hesitation, a happy smile on her face, and said affectionately: "Don't mind, I also hope that you and I can walk openly on campus, letting everyone know that you are my girlfriend. I know you won't only have me, that's all I have in mind."
Hearing this, Qingyao nodded gently in agreement. Then, she took Yan Qing's hand and scanned the many sports cars before finally choosing a slightly more low-key business car.
The two drove slowly onto campus, eventually parking in a secluded spot. As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Yan Qing quickly got out, walked around to the passenger side, and gracefully opened the door for Qingyao. He extended his right hand, carefully helping Qingyao out of the car. Then, with immense care, he took her delicate hand and walked steadily towards his instructor's office.
After a while, they arrived at the door of the tutor's office. At this moment, Qingyao suddenly stopped, turned around and said softly to Yan Qing beside her, "Why don't you go in alone first? I'll wait for you here."
Yan Qing smiled and nodded in agreement. Then, he raised his hand and gently knocked on the door. A voice quickly responded from inside the room: "Come in!" After receiving permission, Yan Qing slowly pushed the door open and stepped into the room.
Sitting at the desk was a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing black-framed glasses. She looked calm and capable. Yan Qing quickly walked over to the desk and respectfully handed the carefully revised paper to his instructor, saying, "Instructor, this is the paper I revised based on your previous comments. Please help me see if there are any areas that need improvement."
The instructor took the paper and began to carefully read it. Before long, she frowned slightly, put down the paper in her hand, pointed to a few places and said, "Well, overall, it's improved compared to last time, but there are still some problems. For example, here, it's obvious that you lack practical experience, which makes the writing of this report seem a bit lacking in depth and breadth. Come, I'll explain to you in detail how to deal with this situation..." As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out to pull Yan Qing, as if wanting him to come closer so that she could explain it better.
However, Yan Qing swiftly dodged the instructor's outstretched hand. He stepped back slightly, keeping a certain distance, and said politely but firmly, "Teacher, please don't bother. I'll just stand here and listen to you. I can hear you clearly."
The woman showed a hint of displeasure on her face, with a cunning and threatening look in her eyes, and she said in a tough tone: "Yan Qing, you are already a senior student now. If you still want to graduate successfully, don't even think about repeating a grade! As long as you can be obedient and coax the teacher well, so that the teacher feels at ease, then passing this course will be a piece of cake, right?" After that, she once again stretched out her hands painted with nail polish, trying to hold Yan Qing's hand.
Yan Qing was about to open his mouth to retort when, with a loud bang, the classroom door was flung open and a figure flashed in like a gust of wind. It was Qingyao! She sarcastically said, "Wow, it's quite lively here! Professor Liu, I wonder if your husband knows about his wife having so much fun out there? Oh, by the way, let me tell you a little news: your dear husband is on his way! No need to thank me too much! Also, I recorded everything that just happened with my phone! I'll call the police and hand over all the evidence. Also, my legal team will file a lawsuit against you for what you did today. Let's see what happens in court!" As soon as she finished speaking, Qingyao strode forward without hesitation, tightly grasped Yan Qing's hand, and turned to walk out the door.
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