Zhao Qian was a figure of no small notoriety across the entire senior grade, earning the fearsome moniker "the Tigress" from the male student body. Now, with Fang Yu summoned to her office by this very Tigress, the student body was convinced nothing good could come of it.
Even as wild speculation swirled through the classroom, Fang Yu was already standing inside Zhao Qian's office.
He had to admit, while Zhao Qian's features were unremarkable, there was truth to the old saying: a thousand tender sentiments pale in comparison to a full, curvaceous figure. For all her plain looks, her figure was absolutely smoldering, and it was little wonder Wang Zhengnan had been so eager to dally with her.
For all the lascivious thoughts running through his mind, Fang Yu's face remained a picture of innocent obliviousness.
Standing before Zhao Qian's desk, Fang Yu kept his gaze fixed on the woman seated behind it, his eyes darting every now and then to the flash of pale, smooth skin peeking out from the neckline of her blouse. He swallowed hard in secret, quickly averting his gaze the moment he caught Zhao Qian staring daggers at him.
"Ms. Zhao, may I ask why you've called me here?" Fang Yu asked calmly. He had never taken kindly to people putting on airs in front of him, even if they were his teacher. What's more, he held damning leverage over the woman before him; if she dared make things difficult for him, he would have no qualms about using it against her.
"Heh, Fang Yu, I've called you here to discuss a few matters with you." The perpetual scowl on Zhao Qian's face, the kind that made her look as if the entire world owed her five million, suddenly melted into a warm, genial smile, catching Fang Yu completely off guard.
"Speak your mind, teacher. I'll be sure to follow your instructions to the letter." Fang Yu nodded with a polite smile.
"Here's the thing: Director Wang has instructed me to take good care of you, so…" An odd, knowing smile tugged at Zhao Qian's lips, her gaze burning intently as she stared at the young man before her.
"I will strictly abide by all school rules and regulations. No smoking, no drinking, no fighting. I will strive to be a student of excellent character, top grades, and sound health." Fang Yu immediately grasped what his homeroom teacher was hinting at.
"That's not what I mean at all. What I'm saying is, starting today, you will be the class president of our class." Zhao Qian laughed at his words, dropping the formal pretense of teacher and student. Besides, Director Wang had previously instructed her to give special attention to both Liu Yi and Lin Ruofei.
Naturally, there was more to her decision than that—Zhao Qian had her own selfish motives. After all, if her affair with Wang Zhengnan ever got out, her career would be ruined forever.
"I appreciate the gesture, teacher, but I don't think I'm suited to be class president." Fang Yu shook his head.
"What's the matter? Afraid the class won't accept your authority?" Zhao Qian asked with a smile.
"No." Fang Yu shook his head again, even as his thoughts raced elsewhere. I couldn't care less about being class president. I'm only here at this school to protect those two girls, and the last thing I need is to be tied down with trivial busywork.
As for the so-called fear of the class rebelling against him? That was out of the question. Fang Yu had no doubt that, with his skills, keeping these snot-nosed kids in line would be child's play.
"If that's not the case, then there's no issue. This is final." Zhao Qian rose slowly to her feet, smiling softly at Fang Yu. "Let's head back to the classroom."
"Very well." Seeing no way to refuse, Fang Yu could only shake his head. It's not all bad, he thought to himself. Having an excuse to sneak glances at this curvy teacher during class will make the days pass a little more pleasantly.
"Oh, and about what happened earlier…" Zhao Qian spun around suddenly, staring intently at Fang Yu.
"Heh, my lips are sealed." Fang Yu pressed a finger to his lips in a gesture of silence, then turned and walked out of the office ahead of her.