Han Yun ultimately relented, a person under someone else's roof must bow their head.
Facing the forceful and shameless Mo Yihan, she retreated.
"Hmph, I didn't lose to you, but to the circumstances!" Han Yun said coldly after softening and apologizing.
"Tsk, Xiao Yunyun, have you forgotten the eighteen consecutive defeats you suffered at my hands? If I hadn't fallen for your man, you wouldn't have had the upper hand just now!" Mo Yihan scoffed and said fiercely.
"You can say something so shameless?" Han Yun raised her eyebrows.
"My face is already with your man!" Mo Yihan replied.
Han Yun: "..."
Yang Feilong: "..."
Had the fiery Mo Yihan returned so quickly?
"He's my man, doesn't that make him your man too?" Han Yun said irritably.
"Not yet," Mo Yihan said calmly. "We haven't crossed that line yet."
"Poor woman, already played with by her husband, and still thinks she's a pure little white flower," Han Yun pouted.
"You're the one who's been played with," Mo Yihan retorted, blushing.
Yang Feilong smiled, not taking sides, and quietly watched the two best friends bicker.
They found a restaurant and ate. Naturally, the meal itself doesn't need much elaboration; nothing worth mentioning happened.
At most, Yang Feilong's good fortune was enough to make others envious and jealous. When the two women entered and exited the restaurant, they were each linked arm-in-arm with Yang Feilong. This fortune of having two women was both enviable and made people want to curse him as a rich second-generation brat.
Yang Feilong didn't bother with such sour grapes behavior. If he dwelled on such trivial matters, he wouldn't be able to go out with his girlfriends. He would just stay home with them all day.
"I have classes for the first two periods later, so I can't accompany you shopping. Where will you go next? I'll drop you off and head back to school." After eating, Yang Feilong started the car and asked.
"We're going to the lingerie store in the mall ahead to buy some clothes. Do you want to come in and offer some suggestions?" Han Yun asked with a smile.
Yang Feilong rubbed his nose. He had a feeling there was a trap, so he flatly refused, "I won't offer suggestions. Just buy whatever you like, you don't need to consider my feelings."
"Aren't we buying them for you, you scoundrel of a man?" Han Yun huffed. "Otherwise, wouldn't a few sets suffice? Right, Xiao Han?"
"That makes sense," Mo Yihan also looked at Yang Feilong strangely.
Yang Feilong: "..."
"Well, if you want my opinion, you can pick out a few more 'romantic' sets then," Yang Feilong coughed.
"We knew what kind of person you were long ago," Han Yun rolled her eyes. "Shameless."
Yang Feilong: "..."
I knew there was a trap. It seems I'm going to be lectured.
He dropped the two women off at the mall and then drove back to school.
Without resting, he grabbed his textbooks and headed to the classroom.
The class he had previously taught had now entered their second year. Although his teaching period was short, only a little over two months, Yang Feilong missed these students who were roughly his age.
"Teacher Yang is here."
"Teacher Yang has become even more handsome!"
"Teacher Yang, it's been so long, have you missed us!"
"..."
Yang Feilong didn't put on any airs of a teacher, so he could mingle with the students. This was why, even though he wasn't their homeroom teacher, he could get along so well with them.
"You're all asking at once, I don't know who to answer," Yang Feilong said with a smile, speaking heartily. "Then I'll answer them all at once. Hmm, I haven't seen you all for a month or two, and I do miss everyone. After all, without you, no one teases me, and no one praises my handsomeness and talent. Suddenly, I feel a bit neglected."
"As for someone saying I've become more handsome, well, what can I do? I'm still young, cough, still developing. Heaven is chasing me to feed me meals, I can't not eat them. Here, I apologize for my excessive handsomeness. I hope everyone can forgive me, your handsome teacher, for continuing to accompany you for many years to come."
"As for someone asking if I have a girlfriend, well, I'll tell you all that too. I do, and quite a few. My small car can barely fit them all. If we go on a trip, we'll need a bus!"
Yang Feilong's witty and humorous style immediately erupted into bursts of hearty laughter in the classroom.
"Haha, Teacher Yang, you're bragging again. Girlfriends needing a bus?"
"Teacher Yang, you say we're naughty, but after the holiday, you've become even naughtier!"
"Teacher Yang, there are quite a few beauties in our class. You have so many girlfriends, why didn't you consider anyone from our class? Many girls have their eyes on you!"
"......"
The students in the class spoke one after another, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.
Lin Qiaoxi propped her chin on her hand, looking at the handsome Teacher Yang speaking enthusiastically on the podium. Her cute face was full of smiles. It's so good, he's still our teacher.
But she felt a little resentful. During the summer break, she was bored at home and specifically invited Teacher Yang to visit her hometown, but he always refused with excuses. This made her a little upset. Then, she looked at her roommate Ouyang Yixue sitting next to her.
Why was Ouyang Yixue's smile so radiant?
Could it be that their guess was correct, and Ouyang Yixue had actually become Teacher Yang's girlfriend?
She knew that Ouyang Yixue had been very troubled before leaving school. Why was she so happy since arriving at school, especially in the last few days? She remembered asking her in the dorm a couple of days ago, "Yixue, are you dating someone?"
"Yes!" Ouyang Yixue replied with a generous smile.
"Who is your boyfriend? Is he from our school, or was he introduced by your family? Or did you meet him yourself off-campus?" Not only Lin Qiaoxi, but her two other roommates, Zhu Mengmeng and Xie Ying, were also extremely curious.
"Until he announces it himself, I won't tell you," Ouyang Yixue smiled. Although she secretly wanted to say, she wouldn't. She knew that her relationship with Yang Feilong couldn't be revealed yet. If it were, it would be trouble for Yang Feilong, and he might be forced to leave the campus. Otherwise, if she dropped out of school early, and word got out, that wouldn't be good for Yang Feilong either.
Therefore, she decided to keep this secret. Moreover, her relationship with Yang Feilong was still unstable. What if Yang Feilong thought she was pressuring him by revealing it and stopped talking to her?
"Something's not right. Yixue, you're acting strange. Don't you like Teacher Yang? Could you have become his girlfriend?" Lin Qiaoxi's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Ouyang Yixue nervously.
"Then go ask Teacher Yang," Ouyang Yixue shrugged, not revealing who her roommate was to the others. "Anyway, I won't tell you."
"Could it be Teacher Yang?" Seeing Ouyang Yixue like this, everyone was a little suspicious. If it were Ouyang Yixue, even if she didn't tell others, she would at least tell them, her roommates, right?
After all, the roommates had a very good relationship.