Chapter 960: Chapter 960: A Day as a Teacher (29)
Chuzheng investigated the properties under Father Qiao’s name.
What Lu Zhou couldn’t find before, Chuzheng also checked, but no one was inside.
Chuzheng, frustrated to the point of a headache, called Qiao Hong directly.
“Where is Qiao Lian?”
“Teacher Ruan?” Qiao Hong quickly recognized Chuzheng. “Calling me this late, is there something you need?”
“Where is Qiao Lian?” Chuzheng repeated in a flat tone.
“I’ve already informed the school of his absence,” Qiao Hong replied. “Teacher Ruan, personal matters shouldn’t concern you.”
“It seems Mr. Qiao didn’t remember what I told you before.” If Qiao Lian had returned voluntarily, she could let it go, but clearly, this was not the case.
Any bastard who forces the Good Person Card on me should be dealt with!
“…” Qiao Hong fell silent. “Teacher Ruan, Qiao Lian is still young, you and he are not suitable.”
“Whether we’re suitable or not, he knows himself,” Chuzheng said. “I’ll ask one last time, where is he?”
Qiao Hong chuckled on the other end, “Teacher Ruan, I am his father.”
Beep beep beep—
Chuzheng: “…”
Damn bastard hung up on me!
Just you wait!
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[Miss, please proceed to Century Manor Villa No. 7 on Fenghai Road.]
Fenghai Road?
On the way, Chuzheng cursed Qiao Hong intensely in her mind.
Even stabbed a few voodoo dolls for fun.
Chuzheng found Century Manor and skipped the main entrance procedures, scaling the wall to get in.
The estate was immense, and it took Chuzheng a while to find Villa No. 7.
There were guards in the villa. Chuzheng circled to the back, dealt with the guards there, and climbed in through a window.
The villa was absurdly large, and Chuzheng didn’t know which room Qiao Lian was in.
The place was crawling with bodyguards.
After observing for a while, Chuzheng noticed the bodyguards were more concentrated on the third floor.
He should be on the third floor…
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Qiao Lian shook his head, unsteadily supporting himself on the table.
“Qiao Lian, are you alright?” The girl stood up, worried, trying to help him.
Qiao Lian stepped back to avoid the girl’s touch, looking at her with disgust. “You drugged me…”
The girl’s expression froze, weakly explaining, “I’m sorry, Qiao Lian, it was… Mr. Qiao instructed me to do this… I… I had no choice.”
Although it was Qiao Hong’s instruction, the girl felt the task was worth it.
There was money involved, and such a handsome boy.
Blushing slightly, the girl approached Qiao Lian, “Qiao Lian, let me help you rest for a while.”
Qiao Lian just felt a bit dizzy, but nothing else beyond that.
He retreated, hitting a chair, and fell with it.
“Qiao Lian…”
The girl gasped.
She hadn’t gotten close when the glass shard in Qiao Lian’s hand made her freeze.
Qiao Lian’s eyes were cold as ice. “Get out if you don’t want to die.”
The girl’s face turned pale under Qiao Lian’s stare, but she mustered up the courage, “Qiao Lian, don’t be like this, that’s very dangerous, please let it go.”
She tried to approach Qiao Lian, seeing no reaction from him, bravely reaching out a hand.
“Ah…”
The girl clasped her arm, collapsing to the ground, the glass shard had grazed her arm, but it was just a surface cut, nothing serious.
The boy’s eyes were sharp as blades. “Get out.”
He gripped the glass shard tightly, slicing open his palm.
“Qiao… Qiao Lian, if I don’t do it, Mr. Qiao won’t let me off.” The girl was frightened inside; after all, Qiao Lian looked terrifying.
Yet she gritted her teeth and approached Qiao Lian again.
Bang—
A bodyguard was thrown in from outside the door.
The girl was startled, frozen in place.
A figure walked in slowly, steps measured and unhurried, as if she was taking a leisurely stroll, exuding an air of quiet grace.
It was a young woman, she didn’t seem old, her indifferent gaze swept over the room, devoid of any ripple, like a robot preparing to clean up a battlefield.
Upon seeing Chuzheng, Qiao Lian’s tense nerves inexplicably relaxed.
Chuzheng walked past the two bodyguards.
The girl, intimidated by her presence, swallowed nervously and unconsciously retreated.
The coldness on this person’s face… was terrifying.
Even scarier than the Qiao gentleman she had met.
Chuzheng walked up to Qiao Lian without a word, bending down to remove the glass shard from his hand, his hand bloodied, she casually wrapped it up to stop the bleeding.
Qiao Lian watched her intently, not daring to blink as if afraid that if he closed his eyes, Chuzheng would disappear.
Chuzheng patted his head, “Don’t be afraid.”
The tone was still icy, yet Qiao Lian felt it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
Qiao Lian reached out to hug her, “Teacher.”
Chuzheng patted his back, lifting him onto the bed without letting go, holding him so he could lean against her.
Chuzheng looked at the girl who had retreated to a corner, “What did you intend to do to him just now?”
The expressionless woman’s gaze was cold, not as sharp as Qiao Lian’s earlier, but her eyes carried a chilling aura from the depths of a glacier of thousands of years, emanating a coldness from the soul.
The girl had the illusion of seeing death in her eyes.
Cold sweat crept down the girl’s back, her legs suddenly weakened, leaning against the nearby wall to barely stand.
She shivered and replied, “It was… it was Mr. Qiao who instructed me to do this.”
“What did he instruct you to do?”
“He wanted me… wanted me…” The girl was left only with fear, had she known it would come to this, she would never have done such a thing, but now it was too late for regrets.
Chuzheng, with limited patience, asked colder still, “What did he want you to do.”
“He wanted me… to teach… to teach Qiao Lian…” the girl’s voice trailed off.
Unclear if it was fear or inherent shyness causing the weakness of her voice.
Qiao Hong had brought this girl to let Qiao Lian experience romance.
Chuzheng remained calm, calmly wanting to kill someone.
How old was Qiao Lian?
Qiao Hong, as his father, could actually do such things.
This guy’s a damned pervert!
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Chuzheng took Qiao Lian back to the dormitory.
“Teacher.”
Qiao Lian clung to her, unwilling to let go.
“It’s alright now, I need to get the medicine, let go first.”
Qiao Lian shook his head, refusing to release her.
Even after saying it twice, Qiao Lian wouldn’t let go.
Chuzheng running out of patience, directly threatened him, “If you’re not obedient, I won’t care for you anymore.”
“I’ll be obedient…” The boy’s voice was small, if he wasn’t held so closely, Chuzheng might not have heard it.
“If you’re obedient, let go.”
The boy hesitated, slowly releasing Chuzheng.
Chuzheng fetched the medical kit, tending to his wounds, bandaging them.
Chuzheng noticed the bloodstains on his clothes, unsure when they got there.
Chuzheng fetched clean clothes from the room, crouching down to unbutton his shirt.
The boy looked at her blankly until she undid the third button, he suddenly realized, “Tea… Teacher?”
The boy hurriedly placed his hands over his shirt, looking at her in fluster.
“Just changing your clothes.”