The matter was simple and could be explained in just a few words, though Yang Haoran omitted some details. For instance, heβd never be foolish enough to mention that heβd publicly declared his deskmate, Ji Youxi, to be his girlfriend.
“So, he took your seat, and you got into a conflict with him when you confronted him about it?”
Gu Qingying looked at Yang Haoran with suspicion. This little smooth-talker’s words couldnβt be fully trusted.
“Teacher, I havenβt caused any trouble recently. I should be considered a well-behaved, rule-abiding honor student.”
“Tch.”
Gu Qingying let out a disdainfulε·η¬, making Yang Haoran somewhat embarrassed. He changed the subject: “Teacher, I heard that the art teacher, Ms. Ruan, came back from abroad specifically to pursue you. Is that true?”
To avoid the focus being on himself, it was natural to steer the topic toward her. This rumor had been circulating around the campus for a long time, but no one had ever dared to ask Gu Qingying directly.
Gu Qingying gave him a strange look. “Why are you asking about this?”
“Hehe… just curious!”
Yang Haoran didnβt avoid the topic. “Teacher, with your breathtaking beauty, itβs no wonder Mr. Ruan is so infatuated with you.”
He scrutinized his homeroom teacher, Gu Qingying. Her reputation as “Big Dairy Cow” was well-deserved. Her hair was elegantly tied up, she wore light makeup, and her appearance was stunningly beautiful.
Her slender, moon-like eyebrows, her tall and exquisite jade-like nose, her small, rosy mouth adorned with dark red lipstick, and her smooth, flawless cheeks that seemed to glow with a captivating radiance under the light.
Just below the lower right corner of her mesmerizing peach-blossom eyesβeyes that could make one lose themselves in a single glanceβwas a small beauty mark. It served as a finishing touch, adding to her allure and enchantment.
What was most astonishing was the way her stark white shirt, tucked beneath her professional black blazer, strained over two breathtakingly enormous peaks. They stood tall and firm, easily a G-cup, stretching the white shirt to its limits until it seemed ready to burst, without a single crease. They curved in an exaggerated, extreme slope. Her straight spine and slender wasp waist made it seem impossible how they could support such a heavy weightβwillow-like waist, abundant and full fruit.
Beneath her black blazer skirt, her hips swelled generously, filling the entire office chair with their voluminous curves. From Yang Haoranβs perspective, his homeroom teacher Gu Qingyingβs plump thighs were sheathed in thin, transparent black stockings. The tightly closed hem of her skirt hinted at a deep, black seam between her legs, like a dark abyss, exuding an endless sense of mystery and temptation that stirred a powerful desire to explore.
The contrast between her enormous breasts and full hips was extremely exaggerated, showcasing Gu Qingyingβs bombshell, voluptuous body to its fullest.
Homeroom teacher Gu Qingying had a particular fondness for black stockings and high heels. Her two long, sexy legs stretched over a meter in length. Paired with her noble and elegant demeanor, it was enough to make one feel intoxicated and spellbound.
Her almost cartoonishly voluptuous figure, combined with her stunning beauty, made Gu Qingying a captivating and eye-catching sight wherever she went on campus.
“Ahem, ahem…”
Yang Haoranβsθ΄ͺε©ͺ gaze was undoubtedly disrespectful toward a teacher, but Gu Qingying was long accustomed to such looks. She pretended to cough twice, snapping Yang Haoran out of his trance. He chuckled awkwardly.
“Why are you asking about this?” Gu Qingyingβs tone seemed calm, without scolding him for his earlier disrespectful gaze.
When you find yourself in any environment where such looks are unavoidable, you eventually learn to handle them with composure.
“Just curious! Teacher, you have so many suitors, yet youβve remained single. Isnβt that a bit strange?”
“Hehe…”
Yang Haoranβs logical response drew a light laugh from Gu Qingying. She seemed to understand his thoughts perfectly. She looked at him and said with a smile, “Do you think that because I have a good face and figure, itβs a waste of resources if I donβt find a man, is that it?”
Seeing that his teacher seemed willing to talk, Yang Haoran nodded in agreement. He was genuinely curiousβcould it be that none of her many suitors had caught her eye?
The corners of Gu Qingyingβs lips curled into a faint smile, half-teasing, as she said:
“Donβt you think… itβs rather amusing to let those men see what they canβt have?”
Huh?
Yang Haoran was instantly stunned. “Teacher, what are you saying? I donβt understand!”
Seeing Yang Haoranβs hesitant expression, Gu Qingying pursed her lips and chuckled softly. “Are you sure you want to inquire about your teacherβs secret, student Yang Haoran?”
Her relaxed and self-satisfied demeanor made one want to pin her down right there…
“I think you wonβt actually tell me. Youβre just teasing me, right?”
Yang Haoran didnβt think he was special in any way. If it were really a secret, why would she reveal it to a student?
“Youβre quite self-aware.”
Impressed by Yang Haoranβs insight, Gu Qingying glanced at him appreciatively.
Then she continued as if speaking to herself, “I could actually tell you, but Iβd need you to do me a favor first.”
“Teacher, what is it? As a student, Iβm afraid I might not be able to help you with much.”
Yang Haoran wasnβt ruled by his hormones. There had to be a reason for this; since the teacher brought it up, she must have some purpose in mind.
“To be precise, you really canβt help.”
There was no disdain in Gu Qingyingβs tone as she stated frankly, “What I need is your grandmotherβs help.”
Yang Haoran inwardly sighed in relief, glad he hadnβt agreed rashly out of curiosity. He said with a bitter smile, “Teacher, although my grandmother dotes on me, if what you need involves breaking the law or violating rules, Iβm afraid even if I wanted to help, my grandmother wouldnβt agree.”
Yang Haoran laid out the bottom line clearly. His grandmother was a strict, rule-abiding person. She wasnβt entirely selfless, but her influence was reserved for protecting her family.
For example, when he was young, Yang Haoran had seen people come to his grandmother with gifts, asking for favors. They all spoke respectfully and humbly, but his grandmother never accepted a single giftβshe remained uncorrupted.
But when it came to his schooling, his mother didnβt have to worry at all. His grandmother just said a word to those below, and it was easily settled.
He had entered the advanced class through connections, and the teacher knew this. “Do I look like someone who would commit a crime or break the law?”
Gu Qingying was left speechless. Yang Haoran awkwardly scratched his head.
“Never mind, you can go. Itβs just a small favor anyway.” Gu Qingying said this lightly, as if dismissing him.
Yang Haoran remained seated. If the teacher really wanted him to leave, she wouldnβt have added that last part. Clearly, she was baiting him.