Chapter 91: This Bastard Is Simply Unforgivable

  Yang Fei was speechless. Maybe because she rarely interacted with men, she was fully aware that her fashion sense was bold and her skirts short. That was why she was always extremely careful with her posture, never letting any man take even the slightest advantage.

  In the office, there was always something blocking below.

  During class, she never sat.

  When eating, she always went alone to a café. Even when shopping, she’d change into casual clothes.

  When she got back to her dorm or her own apartment, the first thing she did was close all the curtains and windows tightly, not letting a single beam of light from inside leak out.

  In short, she was a beautiful woman who protected herself to the extreme.

  Yet only in her dorm or at home—maybe because she felt too safe—would she loosen up a little. But even then, her carelessness was never without restraint.

  So no one ever had a chance to see Yang Fei exposed, not even a glimpse of cleavage.

  Except this guy in front of her. He had made her defenses crumble twice now. Twice her beauty had been accidentally revealed. And she had clearly seen the desire in his eyes—he had reacted to seeing her underwear.

  This bastard was simply unforgivable.

  Her next move was to slam the textbook onto the coffee table and say coldly, her voice full of suppressed anger, "Class!"

  Zhang Yang stiffened, snapping back to his senses. His throat felt dry. Yang Fei’s legs, which had been pressed tightly together, were now crossed to the side, revealing the pale curve of her smooth thigh.

  "I reviewed your past English test scores and papers," she said. "Honestly, if you could’ve chosen a major without English, that might’ve been better. But what’s done is done, time can’t turn back. So you’ll start over from junior high level."

  "So... this textbook is for me?" Zhang Yang just realized she was holding *New Concept English Book 1*—middle school level English. He was nearly in tears. Was he really that bad?

  His college entrance score wasn’t even that bad! But fine, even if it was, did she have to say it out loud? Couldn’t she at least let him keep a shred of pride?

  "Any objections? I couldn’t find a lower-level textbook, so this one will have to do."

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  "No objections." Zhang Yang was speechless. If he said another word, she might really go find a grade-seven textbook.

  Yang Fei taught seriously. At least Zhang Yang thought so. She seemed to have set personal grudges aside—or maybe it was because his Nuwa System’s Primary Brain Domain Development made him learn faster—but after two hours, he had basically mastered everything she taught.

  Before ending class, Yang Fei wrote fifty English words on a sheet and handed it to him. "Memorize these by tomorrow. I’ll test you. Get one wrong, and don’t bother coming back. I believe, since you’re capable of creating an anti-cancer drug, this shouldn’t be hard for you."

  Thanks to that incredible Primary Brain Domain Development ability, Zhang Yang had already memorized most of them. But when Yang Fei looked at him, he still had to pretend like it was a struggle.

  Seeing his miserable expression, Yang Fei’s irritation lessened a little. She checked the time and said coldly, "It’s nine o’clock. You can go."

  Without even checking if he’d forgotten anything, she kicked him straight out of the dorm.

  Taking a cab back to the villa, the first thing Zhang Yang did was look for Beauty Qiao. If that damn girl hadn’t caused trouble with good intentions, he wouldn’t have ended up in this pit of fire. English tutoring? Why couldn’t she teach me herself?

  Damn it, she just had to shove me together with the Ice Queen.

  But his plan failed—Beauty Qiao wasn’t home. Tian Tian told him she’d gone out after getting a call once the lab work finished.

  Zhang Yang glanced at the time—it was already ten. What was that girl being so secretive about lately?

  He called her several times, but she didn’t pick up.

  That pissed him off. He knew she always kept her phone on her. Except for that one time she’d been in a rush, if she wasn’t answering now, it had to be deliberate—or something else was going on.

  Fuming, he stormed toward his room—right as he ran into Big-Tits Gao Qi. Seeing his angry look, she asked curiously, "Sis didn’t cheat on you or something. What’s got you so worked up?"

  Her words made Zhang Yang realize how ridiculous he looked—getting this upset just because Qiao Xier didn’t answer her phone.

  That meant... he actually cared about that girl.

  But looking at Gao Qi, then at the closed door of Room 203, he sighed, wrapped an arm around Gao Qi’s slim waist, and said, "Come on, let’s have a threesome."

  Gao Qi punched him. "Bastard, my pussy’s still sore, what threesome are you talking about?"

  Zhang Yang gave her a helpless look and muttered, "Don’t believe you."

  "Don’t believe me?" Gao Qi lifted her skirt slightly—as if about to pull down her panties to prove it.

  Zhang Yang quickly stopped her, pulled her into his arms, and said apologetically, "Alright, alright, I’m sorry. But hey, not all my fault—you were the one who jumped me. At most, I’ll just fool around with Lulu while you watch."

  "Dream on. Who else am I supposed to blame?" Gao Qi said smugly, pointing toward Xu Danlu’s room. "You can jerk off tonight. Lulu went to the hospital to be with her dad."

  "Why didn’t she tell me?" Zhang Yang frowned and checked his phone. Sure enough, Xu Danlu had sent him a quiet text saying she was doing a night shift at the hospital.

  Her father’s cancer cells were gone, but his lungs were still infected. Every meal made him choke, and his nutrition was in poor shape. He’d just had a gastric feeding tube installed. They didn’t trust the nurse completely, and her mother couldn’t handle everything alone.

  So Xu Danlu helping out made sense.

  Zhang Yang looked at Gao Qi and asked, "What about Uncle He? Who’s watching over him tonight?"

  Gao Qi gave him a sly smile. "Why, you planning to come keep me company tonight?"

  "Didn’t you say you were sore?" Zhang Yang grumbled, giving her plump butt a squeeze.

  "Hmph. Exactly why I’m resting tonight. Once I’m healed, we’ll go three hundred rounds again." Seeing his darkened face, she smirked, glanced around, and quickly pecked him on the cheek. "Just teasing you. The nurse you hired’s there tonight, and my sister and Muscle Lee are around too. You think I’d go play light bulb?"

  Hearing that, Zhang Yang frowned. "Wait—you’re not worried that your sister might get... y’know, by Li Jindong?"

  "Please. Even if he wanted to, he can’t. My sister’s on her period." Gao Qi said carelessly, rolling her eyes.

  Damn, this woman really plans everything. Poor Little Lee’s gonna suffer with a sister-in-law like her.

  "Forget it. I’m exhausted anyway. I’ll just sleep." Zhang Yang shrugged and headed for his room. Even his little brother was on strike tonight.

  Gao Qi caught up with a few quick steps and teased, "Hey, how about lending me your mouth for a bit?"

  Zhang Yang grabbed her and growled, "You said it yourself."

  "Mm-hmm!" Gao Qi nodded pitifully. "Just one tiny problem—I’ve got mouth ulcers... pretty sure it’s ‘cause your dick wasn’t clean."

  Zhang Yang almost cried. "Fine, fine. I’ll just hold you and sleep. Happy?"

  Gao Qi nodded hard.

  But before they reached the door, Zhang Yang’s phone buzzed with a text—from Qiao Xier. This was the iPhone 5 Beauty Qiao had gotten him, and her messages had a special tone.

  He opened it—and his face changed instantly.

  Just a few words on the screen: “Sis is at Royal Hee, Jingyue District. If you’re not here in twenty minutes, I’m getting fucked.”

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