Zhu Yaya nodded. "The medicinal liquor from the school infirmary works really well."
Of course, Yan Heng's massaging technique was also very good.
Zhu Yaya asked curiously, "Where is Chen Zicheng's mother?"
Zhu Jianjun's face instantly darkened, and he frowned in disgust. "She left."
Zhu Yaya noticed that her homeroom teacher, Chang Wen, was still in the office. Knowing she hadn't eaten yet, she dragged Zhu Jianjun away. "Ms. Chang, we'll be leaving first. Hurry up and go eat your lunch! You still have classes this afternoon."
"Alright. Zhu Yaya, Zhu Yaya's dad, goodbye. If there are any other issues, you can always contact me, Zhu Yaya's dad." Chang Wen's expression softened a bit.
While walking Zhu Jianjun out of the teaching building, Zhu Yaya asked about what had happened afterwards.
Zhu Jianjun explained that Chen Zicheng's mother had maintained her terrible attitude until Chen Zicheng suddenly showed up and confessed everything.
"Hmph, so it turns out that kid has a secret crush on our Yabao." Zhu Jianjun said, clearly displeased. But when he caught sight of Zhu Yaya's thoughtful expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he panicked a little. "Yabao, don't tell me you also like..."
"Of course not! Dad, don't let your imagination run wild." Zhu Yaya rolled her eyes at him.
Zhu Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief. "Your mom and I want to keep you by our side for a little longer. Wait, no, you're still in high school, you absolutely cannot date right now. Don't be fooled by those boys. Dad once heard a saying: 'Any romance that doesn't aim for marriage is just playing around'."
"The little boys nowadays might say they like you, but it's all empty talk, not genuine affection. They are either after your looks, doing it out of vanity, or just want to try out what it feels like to be in a relationship. So, you need to study hard, reach a better platform, and meet more outstanding people. Blah blah blah..."
...
It was Zhu Yaya's first time seeing a father who was even more nagging than a mother.
"I know."
Knowing that Zhu Jianjun meant well, Zhu Yaya nodded. But in her heart, she thought: Yan Heng would never be like that.
Chen Zicheng's prediction was spot on. Now, everyone at Scott High School knew that Zhu Yaya had been hit by Chen Zicheng's mother and called a "vixen." In an instant, a barrage of gossip and rumors attacked Zhu Yaya. The campus forum was flooded with posts filled with malicious speculations about her.
Worse still, someone even made a post titled: [How much does it cost to sleep with Zhu X?]
Below it, quite a few disgusting boys were leaving comments.
Zhu Yaya's usually smiling face turned freezing cold when she saw such posts.
Because of Zhu Yaya's situation, the attacks on the forum against Xu Chun, who had stolen Murong Beichen away, actually decreased.
Her deskmate, Xu Baoying, comforted her. "It's okay, Yaya, let's just not look at these messages. We all know your character; you're not that kind of person."
Zhu Yaya kept her cold expression and said nothing. But in the very next second, all the malicious posts about Zhu Yaya were locked.
Xu Baoying was pleasantly surprised. "Yaya, look, they've all been locked. Someone must have hacked the forum. You know our school's forum generally promotes freedom of speech; they wouldn't lock them for you."
Zhu Yaya scrolled through the page and found that it was indeed the case.
"Who is so kind-hearted?" Xu Baoying said excitedly beside Zhu Yaya.
The only person who would go to such lengths for her was him.
Zhu Yaya smiled mysteriously. "I know."
"Who is it?"
Zhu Yaya locked her phone screen. "I'm not telling you."
Meanwhile, Yan Heng was in the school's computer room. He shut down a computer.
Li Hao pushed up his glasses, looking at Yan Heng with eyes full of worship. "Badass! As expected of my Brother Yan! Your computer skills are so sick! Brother Yan, you have to teach me someday!"
Yan Heng gave Li Hao's head a meaningful look and shook his head. "You can't do it."
Li Hao: "...Brother Yan, didn't you know? You can't just casually say a man 'can't do it'."
"And so?" Yan Heng asked slowly and methodically.
"Nothing." Li Hao's body trembled, and he offered a flattering, apologetic smile. "Brother Yan, you're right, I can't do it! I'm the worst at it!"
