With Zhang Ling's words, Ling Yun calmed down immediately because she was right.

Back when he was about to be expelled, his form teacher, Kong Xiuru, went to confront the higher-ups. That was out of a teacher's responsibility, but it was still a pa.s.sable explanation.

If he went to the princ.i.p.al or director to start a commotion once he returned, he would definitely be able to make them pay. However, their relations.h.i.+p would be set in stone in the eyes of the public.

Even if it weren't real, it would mean that it was!

Even if Kong Xiuru could get her job back, her reputation would be tarnished!

It was really a case where he wouldn't be able to clear her name easily. Scratching his head, he was perplexed as he looked at Zhang Ling and said, "What do you think we should do then? Just let things be?"

Ling Yun didn't really care about such a matter, it didn't matter to him at all. However, because Kong Xiuru gave him extra cla.s.ses for his sake, her reputation went to shambles. How would she continue working as a teacher?

Zhang Ling couldn't think of a good solution either. She could only reply, "There really isn't a good solution to something like this. I think you should act like normal and have a regular conversation with the form teacher. Listen to her opinion, and we'll see what we can do next…"

Ling Yun pouted as he thought, Have a one-on-one conversation?

Just by having an extra cla.s.s, a huge rumor was born. They were the two most controversial figures in school now. If they met again, who would know how the rumors would continue to blow out of proportion?

This matter was very sensitive. Even in the Cultivation World, if such a rumor had happened between a disciple and his master, they wouldn't be treated kindly in their sect. They would turn into a laughing stock instantly.

Obviously, Ling Yun didn't care too much about the opinions of others. However, he had no choice but to be considerate of Kong Xiuru's reputation.

"Is there anything else I should know?" Ling Yun asked Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling looked at Ling Yun shyly. Her words sprinkled with jealousy, she told Ling Yun that two women had come to cla.s.s looking for him. It was exactly the same as Zhang Dong had described. Ling Yun smiled and nodded, conveying that he knew.

"And there's one more thing…" Zhang Ling suddenly tensed up as her cheeks turned red and her breathing hastened.

Ling Yun laughed. "What's up?"

Zhang Ling bit her lower lip lightly as she said, "My mother wants to meet you…"

Ling Yun had thought it was a huge issue. Chuckling, he said, "Oh, so your mother wishes to meet her future son-in-law. No problem, but I'll be busy these days. After I'm done with my matters, we'll do that…"

Hearing this, Zhang Ling was both surprised and happy. She said sweetly, "What, who said that I'll be your wife?"

A waft of fragrance entered his nose again as Long Wu returned from the corridor outside the cla.s.sroom. Standing in front of her seat, she said plainly, "Cla.s.s starts in a few minutes. Are you guys done?"

It was about time for Zhang Ling to return to her seat as well. She stood up reluctantly and said softly to Ling Yun, "The next two cla.s.ses will be taken by the form teacher, you…"

Ling Yun remembered clearly. The first two blocks on Tuesday were English. He nodded and smiled, indicating that he understood.

Zhang Ling left as Long Wu returned to her seat. Laughing at her, Ling Yun said, "Thanks!"

Long Wu was very forbearing. This put her in a new light in Ling Yun's eyes.

Three minutes before the cla.s.s started, Grade 12 Cla.s.s 6's form teacher, Kong Xiuru, walked into cla.s.s. With her long hair cascading down her shoulders, she wore a snow-white top with a black pencil skirt. She wore skin-colored stockings on her beautiful, thin legs. She looked elegant yet s.e.xy, though her expression was serious.

However, she was different from the first time Ling Yun had met her. Kong Xiuru's face revealed fatigue and exhaustion that was difficult to hide. Her eyes were slightly red and swollen. Evidently, she had been in turmoil over the past few days.

Stepping into the cla.s.sroom, Kong Xiuru walked straight to the teacher's desk. As she scanned the cla.s.sroom, the noisy cla.s.sroom quieted down completely.

When Kong Xiuru's gaze landed on Ling Yun's face, it stopped for a moment as her strict face revealed a slight blush. However, it faded instantly. Coughing lightly, she didn't say anything and began the cla.s.s.

The first block ended quickly. Kong Xiuru continued teaching the cla.s.s as usual for an entire lesson without revealing anything out of place.

However, only Ling Yun knew that Kong Xiuru hadn't taken a second look at him since the first time she had walked into cla.s.s. She was intentionally avoiding Ling Yun's gaze.

To explain the situation simply, it was awkward.

Furthermore, that awkwardness had created a strangely heated atmosphere in the cla.s.sroom, making the air very tense.

After a while, even the most concentrated and studious students could feel the tension as well. They secretly turned to look at Ling Yun.

With that, Kong Xiuru's expression became even stiffer. She could feel her cheeks flaming. With all her effort, she made it until the end of cla.s.s before leaving the cla.s.sroom hurriedly.

However, a voice traveled into Kong Xiuru's ears. It was Ling Yun's voice.

"Teacher Kong, would you care to give me another remedial cla.s.s in your room again? Right now! If you dare, we'll go now."

Ling Yun didn't like this feeling at all. His relations.h.i.+p with Kong Xiuru was clearer and purer than tofu. He didn't want to make their relations.h.i.+p so awkward. Hence, he made his move decisively.

Honestly, this move was strong. Putting it nicely, it was fighting poison with poison. Bluntly said, it was like destroying a jar.

Weren't there rumors that Ling Yun and Kong Xiuru had something going on? If he returned to Kong Xiuru's room so openly, they would be seen by the entire school. It was a challenge to see who dared to start rumors again. If they did, Ling Yun swore to make that person regret flapping his tongue thoughtlessly!

Obviously, he said that using telepathy. So, only Kong Xiuru could hear him. Whether Kong Xiuru agreed to it or not wouldn't change things at all.

Ling Yun's voice was firm and decisive. Hearing it, Kong Xiuru was in complete shock. She didn't know that Ling Yun had said it such that only she could hear it. Hurriedly, she turned to look at the entire cla.s.s.

However, all Kong Xiuru saw was the cla.s.s doing their own thing. Some were reading, others left their seats, and the rest were chatting away. None of them heard Ling Yun's words.

Her feelings of anxiety finally eased a little. Right now, it was time to make her decision.

Ling Yun must have heard about what was going on. Kong Xiuru understood the meaning of his words clearly as well. However, his method was too bold.

Kong Xiuru stopped in her tracks as she stabilized her beautiful silhouette. Her face burned hot while her thoughts were speeding.

Six years ago, Kong Xiuru had developed a deep fear and disgust for men because of a certain matter. After she graduated from a foreign university, she gave up the opportunity to stay in the city to work at a foreign company. Alone, she escaped to Qingshui City and worked as a form teacher for six years.

She had chosen to work in Qingshui High. Hiding in the school, she licked her wounds gradually and quietly, hoping to recover one day and open her heart once again.

In the span of six years, she rejected every man that had admired, liked, and chased after her. She would rather have the school think that she was a strange person than to be hurt by another man again.

Kong Xiuru didn't expect that because she couldn't find a suitable place for the lesson and brought Ling Yun to her own room, she would fall into such a situation!

After this happened, Kong Xiuru's heart was deeply hurt. She felt extremely oppressed as she quietly suffered through it all, not willing to clarify her situation.

She felt that this was fate. Fate was playing with her. She wanted to let it go just like that and run away again.

However, the only thing she couldn't leave behind was Grade 12 Cla.s.s 6; these students were about to graduate and walk onto their paths of becoming adults.

Kong Xiuru decided that this would be her last cla.s.s. Once this batch of students graduated, she would resign and leave on her own before the school could fire her.

However, Ling Yun returned. Once he did, he created a huge commotion. Qingshui City was in complete turmoil because of his return.

This was a boy who had immense power that exceeded Kong Xiuru's understanding and knowledge.

Kong Xiuru felt strangely proud of having such an amazing student. She felt like everything she did for him was worth it, and her heart felt completely satisfied.

Kong Xiuru had turned red when she saw Ling Yun because of his beauty. Furthermore, she recalled the rumor between them…

Being a single woman, Ling Yun was a suave man while she brought him back to her room. The two of them in a single room, they had spent two blocks revising on their own…

If such news spread, it would be strange if others didn't misunderstand.

Looks like fate isn't going to let me go. Forget it, since I can't hide from it, I'd better acknowledge it. Anyway, I've been through worse six years ago…

Thinking up until that point, Kong Xiuru suddenly grit her teeth decisively. Turning her s.e.xy body, she stared straight at Ling Yun and said, "Ling Yun, come with me for a bit…"

Ling Yun was waiting for those words. Hearing that, he stood up immediately from his seat like in the past and forcibly squeezed his way out from behind Long Wu.

"Okay, I'm coming!" Ling Yun smiled casually as he walked boldly towards the entrance of the cla.s.sroom.

Ling Yun could talk to people telepathically, but Kong Xiuru couldn't. The entire Grade 12 Cla.s.s 6 heard her!

Staring dazedly at Kong Xiuru and Ling Yun, everyone broke out into discussion while they left together!

"D*mn, why would the form teacher call Ling Yun out at this time?"

"That's right, if they do this, wouldn't it be like verifying the rumors?"

"Where are they going now? English corner? To the director? Or the princ.i.p.al's office?"

"Let's go, if we follow them, we'll find out. Right now, Ling Yun's a big shot. I don't believe there's anything he can't resolve!"

"That's right, he even managed to handle Qingshui City's Public Security Bureau Director. Why would he be afraid of our princ.i.p.al?"

"Let's go see…"

Long Wu sat in her seat without moving. She remained as calm as usual, her face carrying a dry smile.

Zhang Ling watched Ling Yun leave the cla.s.sroom. Turning to her deskie, Miao Xiaomiao, she sighed and said, "It's going to get busy now…"