Just as he picked up his pen to respond , he suddenly noticed a shadow looming over him .
The next second , he heard his name being called from above .
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That voice carried an innate sense of authority . If it were an ordinary person, they would have been scared out of their wits. But how could an heir , subjected to constant devilish training, possibly feel fear ?
So, he followed the voice and looked straight ahead, meeting the teacher’s cold and fierce gaze. Yan Hao Xiang asked calmly , "Teacher, what's wrong?"
As soon as he spoke , the surrounding classmates couldn't help but gasp . After all, this teacher was known as a demoness !
This so-called demoness was strict in enforcing discipline and showed no mercy when it came to punishment .
Standing in the hallwayb, getting scolded, or even receiving lashes were all real consequences—even the sons of wealthy families had suffered under her hand. This made everyone break into a cold sweat .
At the same time, some students maintained a spectator mindset , eager to see whether this fearless demoness would be forced to bow before the Yan family's power. And besides, this was a rare drama—surely, merely watching wouldn’t get the audience punished too, right ?
The teacher, known as the demoness, saw Hao Xiang turn his head toward her and sternly reprimanded him, "Yan Hao Xiang! Even though you are the future heir of the Yan Corporation, you cannot be so insolent! It’s only your first day at school, and you’re already disregarding classroom rules . "
As she scolded Yan Hao Xiang, she frequently shot contemptuous glances at He Jun Lin. Yan Hao Xiang, listening to the teacher's rebuke, could easily decipher the meaning behind her small actions. However, he didn’t react—he merely furrowed his brows, deep in thought..
The demoness finally concluded her lecture with, "Some people think that cozying up to the rich will guarantee them a good life ! "
Everyone present understood that this remark was clearly meant to mock He Jun Lin, and many of them chuckled in ridicule .
Hearing this, He Jun Lin pursed his lips and lowered his beautiful eyes. His desolate appearance resembled a homeless rabbit caught in the rain, evoking a deep sense of pity .
After reprimanding them, the demoness ordered both of them to stand outside the classroom as punishment. Yan Hao Xiang stood up nonchalantly, and with the screeching sound of his chair dragging against the floor, he strode out the door .
He Jun Lin watched as Yan Hao Xiang walked out in long strides. He sighed softly, pressed his lips together, and silently followed in his footsteps .
As He Jun Lin stood up, he caught a fleeting sneer of sarcasm and contempt on the demoness’s lips . He wasn’t sure if she had done it deliberately for him to see or if it was unintentional .
But he had long grown used to it—so much so that if a day passed without such mockery, he might even find it strange. The only pity was that Yan Hao Xiang had to suffer alongside him .
Not wanting to pay attention to the wealthy students' ridicule, He Jun Lin quickened his pace to catch up with Yan Hao Xiang. Seeing the two of them stepping outside for punishment, the demoness let out a sneer, preparing to resume the lesson .
However, the moment she turned around, she was met with a classroom in chaos—some students were chatting, others were gossiping, and some had even left their seats to talk to their friends. No one seemed interested in listening to the lesson .
Furious, she shouted, "If you all don’t want to listen my lesson, then get out now !"
Only then did the students scramble back to their seats, sitting quietly as if nothing had happened.
Just outside the classroom, the two of them listened to the commotion unfold in silence .
As He Jun Lin stood by the wall outside, Yan Hao Xiang had already settled into place. Jun Lin subtly twisted his fingers, contemplating how to break the awkward atmosphere and apologize .
Yan Hao Xiang, watching him from the corner of his eye, found his small, fidgety actions incredibly endearing—one moment rubbing his index fingers together , the next pursing his lipsv, and then slightly opening his small, cherry-red mouth as if he was about to say something .
In Yan Hao Xiang's eyes, these little gestures made He Jun Lin look like a helpless little rabbit .
Amused by the thought, Yan Hao Xiang leaned down, bringing his lips close to He Jun Lin’s sensitive ear, intending to tease the " little rabbit . "
Of course, He Jun Lin —who was still preoccupied with figuring out how to apologize—didn't notice any of this. He was completely lost in his own little world.
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