Yang Feilong pondered for a moment, then said, "If you truly want to escape Ouyang Tian, you don't need to do this. I can help you."
"You can help me next time, but what about the time after that?" Ouyang Yixue got out of Yang Feilong's embrace and sat up straight. At this moment, she looked quite intellectual. She took a sip of coffee and chuckled lightly. Her current demeanor was completely different from her previous state of despair.
Looking at the change in Ouyang Yixue's temperament, Yang Feilong couldn't help but sigh. The women he encountered were all superb actresses.
No wonder the ancients said that women are natural actors when it comes to matters of the heart. Yang Feilong felt a pang of realization; their words were indeed true.
Regarding Ouyang Yixue's question, Yang Feilong remained silent, unsure of how to answer for a moment.
"You can help me twice, thrice, or even four or five times. Can you help me for a lifetime?" Ouyang Yixue asked again.
Yang Feilong fell silent once more.
"Besides, how do you know I only want to escape Ouyang Tian and don't truly like you? My dear Teacher Yang!" Ouyang Yixue placed the brewed coffee in front of Yang Feilong, looking at him with a smile, her eyes sparkling with affection.
Yang Feilong opened his mouth, speechless.
"Is this how you treat your Teacher Yang?" Yang Feilong gritted his teeth, unwilling to be outdone by his student.
"Mwah!" Ouyang Yixue pecked him on the lips twice. "Is this okay? Dear Teacher Yang."
Yang Feilong: "..."
The lingering scent in his mouth was either from the coffee or from the sweet taste of intimacy.
"Just drink your coffee properly," Yang Feilong said, his face flushed with annoyance.
"Heh heh, little brother, you're so cute. I like you more and more," Ouyang Yixue chuckled heartily, seeing his reaction. Her lips were red and teeth white, her smile bright and beautiful.
Yang Feilong rolled his eyes in exasperation. He felt his dignity had been severely trampled upon, being called "teacher" and "little brother" interchangeably. What did she take him for?
"If you keep this up, I'm leaving!" Yang Feilong threatened.
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Let's chat for a bit, and then you can accompany me shopping," Ouyang Yixue said affectionately, looping her arm through his, genuinely concerned that Yang Feilong might be angry.
"Shopping? Alright." Yang Feilong thought about it and agreed. He had nothing else to do during the day anyway, and he had promised Li Xiya that he would attend her birthday banquet, so he could buy a gift for her.
When Yang Feilong asked Ouyang Yixue what would be a suitable birthday gift for a girl.
Ouyang Yixue's eyes flickered, and she asked, "What's your relationship with this girl? Is she your girlfriend?"
"No!" Yang Feilong shook his head. "She's my assistant."
"Your assistant?" Ouyang Yixue looked puzzled. "Shouldn't she be called a secretary!"
"..." Yang Feilong was exasperated. "Don't overthink it. She's a proper secretary, no, assistant. You're leading me astray!"
"Tsk, if you didn't have that in mind, why would you be led astray?" Ouyang Yixue said with an air of knowing it all.
Yang Feilong was speechless. Why didn't anyone believe him when he told the truth?
"Is she pretty?" Ouyang Yixue asked with a smile.
"So what if she's pretty? I don't like her," Yang Feilong shrugged.
"Not liking her now doesn't mean you won't like her in the future," Ouyang Yixue said. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have so many girlfriends!"
"You know how many girlfriends I have?" Yang Feilong said indignantly.
"When you rejected me before, didn't you say you had several girlfriends? Add me, and that's even more!"
"..."
This statement seemed to hold a lot of logic.
He really wanted to say that he had been tricked by her into becoming her boyfriend.
Ouyang Yixue linked her arm through his. "A beauty like me is throwing herself at you. You should be happy, not acting like everyone owes you money."
"Am I?" Yang Feilong took out his phone to check it, replying to messages while answering.
"Are you chatting with one of your sisters? You've replied to several messages just now!" Ouyang Yixue said softly.
"Yes, I have too many girlfriends, I can't even keep up with the messages," Yang Feilong replied with a straight face.
"Hmph, are you intentionally trying to anger me so you can break up with me? I won't let you have your way. Hand over your phone!" Ouyang Yixue said with a huff.
"What do you want my phone for?" Yang Feilong looked at Ouyang Yixue suspiciously, wondering if she intended to cause trouble.
"What are you looking at me like that for? I just saw you replying to messages so stiffly, not like you're chatting with a girlfriend at all. Your wording is so unromantic," Ouyang Yixue said. "So I'm going to teach you."
"You, teach me? To chat with girlfriends?" Yang Feilong looked at Ouyang Yixue in astonishment.
What was this?
My girlfriend teaching me how to talk to my other girlfriends?
Wasn't this too bizarre?
Then, while Yang Feilong was still stunned, Ouyang Yixue quickly typed away.
"My little darling, what are you busy with now? *Kisses* (emoji)."
"..." Yang Feilong's face turned red as he looked at Ouyang Yixue.
"How is it? Your girlfriend will surely be very sweet when she sees this," Ouyang Yixue said proudly. "Girlfriends love these sweet terms of endearment."
*Ding dong*, a reply came from the other side.
"?"
"Mr. Yang, did you send the wrong message?"
Ouyang Yixue's triumphant expression froze instantly. "She's not your girlfriend?"
"That's my assistant!" Yang Feilong gritted his teeth as he looked at Ouyang Yixue.
Ouyang Yixue let out an awkward laugh. "Can you blame me? Who told you to nickname her 'Sweetheart'?"
"Who nicknamed her? That's her own WeChat name," Yang Feilong said helplessly, looking at Ouyang Yixue. "You explain it!"
Ouyang Yixue clicked on the profile picture, feeling incredibly embarrassed. "Uh, you explain it yourself! Who knew your female assistant had such a habit, giving herself such a misleading name!"
Saying that, she shoved the phone into Yang Feilong's hand as if it were a hot potato, feeling extremely awkward.
Yang Feilong wanted to recall the message but found that the time limit had expired. He had no choice but to reply, "En, sent it by mistake."
"I never expected Mr. Yang, who appears so upright and serious, to say such mushy words. Hehe, this is truly unexpected. I've gotten to know Mr. Yang anew! *Covers mouth and laughs* (emoji)." Sweetheart's reply followed.
Yang Feilong: "..."
Ouyang Yixue snuck a glance, then looked up at the sky, pretending not to see Yang Feilong's exasperated expression.
Yang Feilong wanted to explain further, but on second thought, he decided against it. It was already tarnished; it would be difficult to clean up. He had initially intended to explain clearly, but after much thought, he realized it was better not to. How could he explain that his new girlfriend wanted to teach him how to chat with his other girlfriends and accidentally sent the message to her?
Just hearing that explanation, he thought it was worse than no explanation at all. She might retort, "Wow, Mr. Yang, your excuses for lying are so fresh and refined," or something similar.
Of course, whether she would say that or not, Yang Feilong didn't know. He was just imagining it.