Kong Xiuru leaned seductively against the door frame, her long jet-black hair still damp. It was obvious that she just showered. She was dressed in a low cut, snow-white tunic skirt with drapes of lace. She showcased her mature body with lovely lace r.i.m.m.i.n.g around her thighs, and her sleek, fair legs were whiter than her dress.

"My teacher is so beautiful today!" Ling Yun couldn't help but gape in awe.

Kong Xiuru was good at dolling herself up. She bought this dress just yesterday. Not only did it flaunt her figure, it further enhanced her figure. Anyone would drool in temptation.

Of course, this dress was for Ling Yun's eyes only.

Kong Xiuru blushed as Ling Yun's fiery gaze groped her. "I've waited for you for so long. What are you still standing there for? Come on in!"

Ling Yun's mouth curled up. He ran his hands hungrily around Kong Xiuru's delicate body, separated only by a smooth dress, and kicked the door open.

They headed for the sofa once they were in. Ling Yun lowered his head and stared at Kong Xiuru's pretty face, smiling. "So how is it? Is there anyone that still dares gossip about my beautiful teacher?"

Kong Xiuru exuded a charming, bashful aura. "Bad boy, is there anyone who hugs his form teacher the way you do? So lecherous," she replied demurely.

"My teacher is clad in such a s.e.xy dress. Wouldn't my teacher be disappointed if I wasn't lecherous at all?" Ling Yun teased.

Kong Xiuru's slender arms wrapped around Ling Yun's neck lovingly. "Don't say it so openly!"

Her delicate body snuggled as close to Ling Yun's body as possible, trying to make up for her missing Ling Yun.

"I just came back from the princ.i.p.al's office…"

Kong Xiuru described what happened yesterday.

Kong Xiuru shopped for the whole afternoon and bought so much stuff that she couldn't hold it by herself. She came back to school in a taxi.

She went to her cla.s.s immediately after she dumped her purchases in her dormitory. At that time, Grade 12 Cla.s.s 6 was having a period of self-study. The whole cla.s.s burst into applause as soon as they saw her entering the cla.s.sroom.

Kong Xiuru might have been tired, but she was radiating from her good mood. Her aura was completely different from the morning.

Ling Yun wasn't in the cla.s.sroom. Wei Tiangan wasn't there either; he had received the notice of expulsion from the school.

Kong Xiuru managed to quiet her excited students down with great effort. She said a few simple words, expressing her grat.i.tude to them, as well as her hope that the matter wouldn't affect their studies. Their main focus should still be on the college entrance exams.

Kong Xiuru then called Zhang Ling out to the corridor to get a thorough understanding of what happened.

Kong Xiuru's heart melted when she heard how Ling Yun, almost heroically, humiliated Director Liu, Vice-Princ.i.p.al Qiu Fenghua, and Vice-Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g Weicheng. At the same time, she could feel a sense of uneasiness creeping up on her.

She felt that Ling Yun went overboard with them. After all, they were authorities of the school.

However, the uneasiness was swept away when she heard how Ling Yun got Princ.i.p.al Zhang to restore her position and honor, promoting her to Acting Director while Director Liu was relieved of his position. She was enveloped in happiness.

Kong Xiuru was utterly shocked when she heard that Princ.i.p.al Zhang was going to compensate Ling Yun and her a total of one million yuan for "various losses"!

She had never dreamt of this. She just spent four hundred thousand yuan — which was all her savings — on Ling Yun. Ling Yun immediately flipped that to one million yuan!

Kong Xiuru's heart was surrounded by all sorts of intense emotion. Her pretty face was sometimes bashful, sometimes proud, and sometimes charming. That confused Zhang Ling.

The form teacher that Zhang Ling had known for three years always had a serious disposition. She was very gentle to her students but strict in her education. When had she ever shown such depths of expression?

Kong Xiuru sent Zhang Ling back to the cla.s.sroom when she noticed how Zhang Ling was looking at her. She was fearful that Zhang Ling would discover her shameful secret. Without anywhere else to go, Kong Xiuru returned to her dormitory.

Kong Xiuru was engulfed in a sea of affection. Ling Yun's good, his bad, it was all etched into her mind. She could never hope to escape from his grasp.

Spring had arrived for Kong Xiuru. She was all smiles as she went about her daily work today. Her colleagues were green with envy, some even looked at her with resentment. Kong Xiuru didn't care a bit, her heart was overflowing with happiness.

All the negative comments had disappeared. Even if there were any lingering, Kong Xiuru had seen past that. She was content.

Princ.i.p.al Zhang did a splendid job. After second period, he ordered the school to broadcast the school's apology to Kong Xiuru and restored her reputation. He also announced her promotion.

Of course, it was nothing more than formalities. Everyone in Qingshui High knew what had happened by then.

Then Princ.i.p.al Zhang called Kong Xiuru personally to his office and handed her a check for one million yuan.

"Teacher Kong, you have taught a very good student…" Princ.i.p.al Zhang said with profound meaning.

Kong Xiuru was extremely proud but shy at the same time. She accepted the meaningful performance by Princ.i.p.al Zhang and thanked him.

Kong Xiuru wouldn't have accepted any of these in the past, but she was different now.

Ling Yun fought hard to get these for her. She was afraid that he would be angry if she didn't accept them.

Princ.i.p.al Zhang sucked up to Kong Xiuru, telling her time and again to make sure that Ling Yun concentrated on his studies. He was a rare talent in a hundred years, and he wished for Ling Yun to s.h.i.+ne in the college entrance exams.

Kong Xiuru exchanged a few polite words with Princ.i.p.al Zhang before finding an excuse to leave his office.

Princ.i.p.al Zhang might be the most influential authority in school, but he was really nothing in her heart when compared with Ling Yun.

Everything came to her like a whirlwind. Things that she should have gotten, things she shouldn't have gotten. It was incredible. She cleaned up the house without any hesitation and took a shower. She put on some light makeup and, after a million thoughts, decided on this lace skirt to welcome the arrival of this teenager.

Ling Yun roared out in laughter as he listened. He smacked Kong Xiuru's round b.u.t.t and teased her. "My dear form teacher, you've done well. I would have been really angry if you had rejected the compensations!"

"Oh…" Kong Xiuru let out a moan as her b.u.t.t cheeks felt the slight pain coupled with excitement. She turned to look at Ling Yun with sorrow in her eyes. "You're still calling me Teacher?"

"What should I call you then? Big sister?" Ling Yun poked fun at her.

"Is there anyone that bullies their big sister like you? I'm going to ignore you, bad person!" Kong Xiuru glared.

Ling Yun looked at Kong Xiuru with interest. "Teacher, this is just a matter of t.i.tle. Don't worry, in less than a year, I'll be able to make you ten years younger. I can even call you little sister then if you'd like," Ling Yun said matter of factly.

"What!" Kong Xiuru jumped up from Ling Yun's embrace in shock. "Y-you can make me ten years younger?"

Ling Yun stuffed his hands shamelessly into Kong Xiuru's dress and explored the canvas underneath. "If you still think that's too old, another three to five years younger won't be a problem. I'm just afraid you will look so young that others will accuse me of trafficking underage girls…"

Ling Yun was nonchalant about it, but it completely destroyed what Kong Xiuru knew about the world!

She was twenty-eight years old this year. If she could really become younger by ten years, she would be the same age as Ling Yun!

"Don't bluff me, promise me that what you said is true!" Everything felt so surreal to Kong Xiuru that she was beginning to think that it might all just be an empty dream.

"Don't worry, my mom is already younger by ten years. If I can't do it, well, I'll just let your son bear my surname…" Ling Yun said sincerely.

Kong Xiuru responded faster than he expected. She banged her fist lightly on Ling Yun's chest. "You evil man, if my son bears your surname, doesn't that mean… you dare to bully your teacher!"

Kong Xiuru's body was reaching its limited after being teased by Ling Yun for so long. She took the initiative to tempt Ling Yun, eager to deepen their relations.h.i.+p.

Ling Yun had that urge since he was at Shangri-La Hotel with Yao Rou. He really wanted to devour Kong Xiuru immediately, but now wasn't the time.

He was here to treat Kong Xiuru.

"Yeah, of course I want to bully my teacher. Let's treat you first!"