SYLM Chapter 126
by VolareChapter 126 “You insisted on coming.”
That night, Han Chu Hui told Chen Qing Yu about Fu Yi Wen running into Tang Ying at the bar entrance.
Perhaps having anticipated this outcome, Chen Qing Yu didn’t react much.
Han Chu Hui leaned casually on the leather sofa, her slender fingers deftly playing with a silver butterfly knife, the blade drawing a cold arc in the light:
“Really don’t need me to do anything?”
In front of the liquor cabinet, half a glass of whiskey was poured. Chen Qing Yu glanced at her: “You dislike her that much?”
“Her” of course referred to Tang Ying.
“You didn’t see her pretentious, arrogant, and green tea-like behavior.” Han Chu Hui narrowed her eyes, the handle of the knife twirling a beautiful circle in her palm, the sharp tip suddenly pointing into the void: “No wonder she can play Fu Yi Wen, that little kid, like a fiddle.”
The cold light reflected from the blade cast a dangerous shadow on that charming face. Han Chu Hui didn’t answer directly, but anyone could tell she didn’t have a good impression of Tang Ying.
Chen Qing Yu took the glass of wine and sat down in front of the sofa: “Didn’t you promise Fu Yi Wen not to hurt Tang Ying?”
“I’ve promised many things.”
Han Chu Hui chuckled, reached out, took the wine Chen Qing Yu had just taken a sip from, and drank from the rim with the faint lipstick mark. Chen Qing Yu looked at her, her expression somewhat complicated:
“Then what if I say, don’t hurt Tang Ying?”
Han Chu Hui only took a sip of the whiskey, raised her eyes, and stared at Chen Qing Yu for a long time, with a half-smile:
“What, are you thinking of your daughter and that Gu Wan Jun again?”
24 hours a day, Chen Qing Yu thought about Chen Lu for almost 23 hours.
She could never compare to her daughter.
Han Chu Hui’s teeth itched with hatred at the thought of this.
Chen Qing Yu watched her drink in silence, her eyelashes trembled, as if a butterfly had landed on them:
“It has nothing to do with anyone else, I don’t want you to do this kind of thing again.”
“……”
Han Chu Hui’s pupils trembled slightly, and a hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes.
She had seen so many storms over the years, but none could compare to the turbulent waves of this moment.
Whether it was being rescued at their first meeting, or these years as a kept woman, Chen Qing Yu was always proud and stubborn at heart. She had never said those flattering words to please her so-called sugar daddy. This person was simply not the type to flatter or coax people.
Only sincerity.
After a long stare, the deftly twirling butterfly knife was neatly sheathed and thrown on the table. Han Chu Hui returned the glass of wine, her always ruthless voice containing a rare concession and softness:
“You decide.”
“……”
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Human joys and sorrows are not the same.
On the same night, some were happy and some were sad.
Morning light streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting fragmented light on the marble floor tiles.
Having finally made it to dawn, Fu Yi Wen felt like her eyeballs were about to fall out. In the washroom, she stood in front of the mirror, brushing her teeth while pressing her red eye sockets with cold water.
She lived on American time when she was in the country, how come she was living on domestic time after coming abroad?
Damn it.
It was all that annoying person’s fault!
The bathroom in the presidential suite was so big you could hear echoes. The water column from the gold-plated faucet crashed onto the ceramic basin. Fu Yi Wen spat out a mouthful of foam viciously, milky white exploding into an angry flower on the black marble countertop. As it was rinsed clean, the doorbell rang.
Speak of the devil.
Through the peephole, Fu Yi Wen saw Tang Ying standing outside the door carrying three orange-red Hermès gift bags. This person was wearing a Chanel tweed suit today, pearl buttons fastened all the way to the collarbone, and a pair of seven-centimeter Jimmy Choos on her feet gave off an aura of two meters and two. The soft light shone on her, like an international female star.
Why did this person come so early!?
Fu Yi Wen reluctantly opened the door. As soon as the door opened a crack, the scent of tuberose mixed with cedar drilled straight into her nose.
With a smile that was not a smile, her gaze swept from the disheveled head of the person in front of her to the pajamas printed with cartoon patterns, finally stopping on the bit of white foam at the corner of her mouth. Tang Ying raised an eyebrow and walked into the hallway without any politeness. Fu Yi Wen was startled and quickly retreated, but her left foot tripped over her right foot, and she stumbled. Luckily, her lower back hit the entrance cabinet, preventing her from falling backward!
Wait, wasn’t this her place? Why was she being so timid?
Fu Yi Wen puffed out her cheeks. Just as she was about to speak, several Hermès bags were stuffed into her arms. The kraft paper bags made rustling sounds, and the gilded logo made her ear tips turn red with a shiver.
“You, what are you doing?”
“I bought them casually downstairs. The crocodile skin one looks a lot like the one you lost in the taxi last year, try it out.”
“……”
The faint scent of lilies on the bag was indeed the scent from the hotel lobby.
Tang Ying even remembered what bag she had lost.
Fu Yi Wen was a little dazed, but after reacting, she shook her head frantically!
No, they were nothing to each other now, okay!
Fu Yi Wen pushed the bags forward, her tone indifferent: “Take them away, I don’t want them.”
“I can’t take them away, if you don’t like them, just throw them away, I’ll buy you new ones next time.”
“……”
Fu Yi Wen was speechless, but someone who spent money like water seemed to have noticed nothing. The earrings swayed with the turning motion, emitting a silver light. This person was actually looking around the room.
How could she have time to care about Hermès now?!
Fu Yi Wen piled the things in her hand on the cabinet, and blocked Tang Ying in three steps and two steps:
“Hey! What are you doing?”
Tang Ying was bending over to examine the TOEFL textbook on the coffee table. Hearing this, she straightened up: “Just looking around.”
“Who agreed to let you look!”
Tang Ying raised an eyebrow: “Is there something in your room that you can’t show people?”
“Whether there is or isn’t something you can’t show people, you can’t just wander around like this, do you even know what boundaries are!”
The air suddenly became quiet. Tang Ying slowly approached, and the pleasant base notes of the perfume crept into her heart without her noticing. Fu Yi Wen had no choice but to retreat step by step:
“You, what are you doing!?”
“If I can’t look at the room, I can only look at people.”
“……”
Fu Yi Wen’s heart beat like a drum, and her eyes blinked even more like hazard lights. She refused to be led by the nose by this person, and in a fit of anger, she simply stopped retreating, and the two were about to touch.
Fu Yi Wen didn’t move, and the person who was stunned changed to Tang Ying, and her movements also stagnated.
“You want to look, right? Look then.” Fu Yi Wen’s tone sounded obviously a little angry. Tang Ying looked at her, paused for two seconds, and took half a step back.
Fu Yi Wen’s anger hadn’t subsided, and she shouted loudly: “What’s wrong, why aren’t you looking anymore?”
“The agreed time is almost here, the teacher is coming soon.”
Tang Ying’s gaze moved down, landing on the corner of Fu Yi Wen’s mouth, and said with interest:
“You didn’t wash the foam off your mouth, are you planning to see people like this?”
“……”
The bathroom door slammed shut.
Listening to the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, Tang Ying stood in the sunlit room, the French windows reflecting her silhouette, exquisite makeup, and a well-ironed suit, too beautiful.
But no matter how beautiful the armor was, it couldn’t change the fact that the smile she forced out disappeared in an instant.
Fu Yi Wen really seemed to not care about her anymore.
Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang for the second time today.
The visitor was the first foreign teacher Chen Qing Yu had hired.
Dr. Amy Liu, 30 years old, a Ph.D. in Linguistics from Cambridge, gentle and intellectual, elegant and composed, always with a smile that made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze when she spoke.
Looking at the information on the official website, Tang Ying couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
Gentle, beautiful, knowledgeable, able to take care of people, the above completely matched the ideal type Fu Yi Wen had once said.
Was this Chen Qing Yu really hiring a teacher to tutor TOEFL or was she arranging a blind date?
Tang Ying cursed certain people with the surname Chen ten thousand times in her heart, and watched with a cold face as Fu Yi Wen and that woman named Amy hugged each other cheek-to-cheek.
Amy was standing at the door wearing a beige cashmere cardigan, chestnut curls hanging over her shoulders, and fine lines at the corners of her eyes when she smiled. When she saw Fu Yi Wen, the woman took the initiative to open her arms: “Miss Fu, finally we meet.”
A faint scent of sandalwood came to her face, and before Fu Yi Wen had time to back away, she was hugged tightly, followed by a cheek kiss.
These foreigners were really awkward, they even had to kiss cheeks, luckily she washed her face.
Fu Yi Wen muttered in her heart, inadvertently met a certain gaze from across the air, and was so frightened that she was shocked.
What kind of look was that from Tang Ying? It wasn’t like she took the initiative to kiss, so when people kissed, didn’t she have to return the favor?
Wait, that’s not right, why did she have to care about what Tang Ying thought?
Fu Yi Wen cursed herself in her heart for being sick.
Worthy of being the gentle and intellectual person written in the information, Amy brought handmade desserts for Fu Yi Wen the first time they met.
“I heard you like matcha, I made matcha financier, try it.”
When the exquisite little cake was pushed over, there was a crack on Tang Ying’s notebook, and she watched Fu Yi Wen accept the dessert a little embarrassed, watching that woman named Amy lean over to guide her, her hair falling on Fu Yi Wen’s shoulder, watching that pair of hands painted with nude nail polish occasionally “unintentionally” touch Fu Yi Wen’s wrist…
Tang Ying stared to death the whole time, and her face never looked good.
Good. Very good. Very good.
This Chen Qing Yu really knew how to find people, she was probably the reincarnation of a matchmaker.
While Amy was explaining example sentences, Tang Ying, who was listening even more attentively than Fu Yi Wen, finally found an opportunity.
“Amy, this grammar point actually has a more authentic expression.”
Tang Ying interrupted Amy’s words, and gave a more advanced replacement sentence fluently, and then naturally switched to Chinese to explain to Fu Yi Wen.
Although what Tang Ying said was indeed easier to understand, Fu Yi Wen couldn’t help but lower her voice to warn:
“The rules say you can’t interfere with other teachers.”
Tang Ying’s face remained unchanged: “I’m just stating the facts, wasn’t what I said just now better than her?”
Fu Yi Wen opened her mouth for a long time, but couldn’t say a word.
What Tang Ying said was the truth, what could she say.
Three hours later, the second foreign teacher came to the door.
Alex Smith, 32 years old, a male foreign teacher with authentic American pronunciation, his appearance was the kind of rascal type that young girls would like, humorous and funny, and he showed his tiger teeth when he smiled:
“Hey, sweetheart, ready to play a game?”
“……”
Fu Yi Wen’s eyes went black when she was called this name, and she felt like she didn’t need to eat dinner.
Was this the teacher’s teaching style? Why did it feel so greasy…
However, what made her even more speechless was yet to come. When teaching oral English, Alex stood next to her, his arm resting on the back of her chair, deliberately lowering his voice and said:
“Come on, repeat after me, I can’t take my eyes off you～”
“……”
Where did this mosquito come from.
Fu Yi Wen’s head was dizzy from the man’s “bass cannon” voice. Just as she was about to say something, Tang Ying stood up directly and said coldly to the man in the most standard English accent:
“You’re reading too fast, she can’t keep up at all.”
Fu Yi Wen: “……”
Okay, that’s true.
The third foreign teacher, Anna Chen, an American-Chinese female teacher, 28 years old, a graduate of the Ivy League, tall, with mixed-race features, with an enthusiastic teaching style and a lot of physical contact.
The last point was not written in the information, but Tang Ying saw it herself.
Another person surnamed Chen.
Tang Ying grinded her back molars.
Not surprisingly, this Anna Chen should be her biggest competitor.
It was true that what you feared would come to pass. Tang Ying watched that woman named Anna wearing a tight white shirt and a hip-hugging skirt, bending over to guide Fu Yi Wen’s pronunciation, her chest almost touching Fu Yi Wen’s back.
“This vowel should be pronounced from deep in the throat~”
Anna’s hand naturally rested on Fu Yi Wen’s throat, her thumb seemingly stroking her carotid artery, naturally switching between Chinese and English:
“Come on, repeat after me…Oh~”
Fu Yi Wen was focused on reading along and didn’t notice the abnormality, but Tang Ying saw the smug arc on Anna’s lips.
They were all thousand-year-old foxes, who couldn’t see through each other.
When Anna pretended to adjust her sitting position and hugged Fu Yi Wen from behind, the pen in Tang Ying’s hand “clicked” and the pen tip was snapped off.
During the intermission, Anna leaned against Fu Yi Wen’s table, twirling her long hair with her fingertips, and smiled:
“Wen, you smell so good, is it gardenia-scented body wash?”
“Ah? Does it smell good?”
Fu Yi Wen lowered her head and sniffed herself. Just as she was about to speak, Tang Ying squeezed in between the two, and the water glass slammed on the table with a “bang”, and a few drops spilled from the violently shaking water surface:
“Time to drink water.”
“……”
Fu Yi Wen was startled, and when she raised her head, she met Tang Ying’s eyes, which were almost spitting fire.
Anna keenly sensed the atmosphere between the two, raised her eyebrows and looked at the uninvited guest in front of her:
“This is…?”
“Sister.” Tang Ying answered first, her fingers pressing heavily on Fu Yi Wen’s shoulder: “I’m her sister.”
This title almost made Fu Yi Wen’s heartbeat stop, but no one cared about her life or death at the moment.
“Sister…”
Anna repeated it with a light smile, seemingly tasting the potential meaning of this title, and meeting Tang Ying’s cold gaze, Anna smiled gently:
“You’re very considerate, but what Wen needs now is professional guidance.”
Anna smiled, deliberately leaning close to Fu Yi Wen’s ear in front of Tang Ying, and said softly:
“I have a private film screening at my house next weekend, I have a lot of classic movies in my collection, are you coming?”
“……”
Fu Yi Wen, who almost died suddenly just now because of a title, suddenly got goosebumps all over her body, and almost bounced off the chair:
“No need! What, the ten minutes are up, let’s continue the class!”
Fu Yi Wen smiled awkwardly, and was polite on the surface, but she had already drawn a big cross on this Anna Chen in her heart.
Why were these foreigners more and more open? Was this Qing Yu aunt reliable or not! Was she really finding her a tutor or sending her to a spider demon’s cave?!
Fu Yi Wen complained silently in her heart. Of course, Tang Ying didn’t know this. In her opinion, Fu Yi Wen’s evasiveness was more like a shy performance.
Did Little Fatty like this Anna Chen?
If that was true, what should she do.
The fingers that broke the pen tip were bleeding, but Tang Ying was completely unaware.
Having finally made it to the end of the class, this was the last foreign teacher besides Tang Ying.
When sending Anna Chen to the door, Fu Yi Wen politely told Anna that it was not suitable, but Anna seemed unwilling to give up and wanted to fight for it again. She was about to pull Fu Yi Wen’s hand when her wrist was grabbed by another person.
“She already said it’s not suitable.”
Tang Ying’s face was frighteningly cold, and Anna Chen struggled twice but couldn’t break free, looking dissatisfied:
“It hurts, Wen?”
Anna cast a help-seeking gaze at Fu Yi Wen, and Fu Yi Wen also felt that Tang Ying was a little impulsive, and quickly reached out to try to pry the two apart, but found that Tang Ying’s thumb was bleeding.
“What’s wrong, why is it bleeding?”
Anna Chen, who had been OMG the whole time, was stunned and couldn’t break free.
Seeing the concern in Fu Yi Wen’s eyes, Tang Ying’s face softened slightly, and she shook her head:
“It’s okay.”
“What do you mean it’s okay, let go quickly, I’ll find you a band-aid!”
Anna Chen, whose wrist was being squeezed and hurt: ??? Excuse me???
Until Anna Chen left, Fu Yi Wen didn’t look at that person again.
Watching Fu Yi Wen turn her suitcase upside down, just to find two wrinkled band-aids for herself, Tang Ying had an indescribable feeling in her heart.
But this emotion only lasted for less than two minutes.
“That’s all, put them on yourself.”
Fu Yi Wen handed the band-aids to Tang Ying, and the eagerness that had been burning in her eyes had now turned into a clear light.
Seemingly understanding something, Tang Ying’s heart instantly cooled by half, and her eyes immediately became as cold as icicles:
“You used me?”
Fu Yi Wen looked at her for two seconds and didn’t deny it: “I guess so, that Anna Chen, I really can’t handle it.”
Joy and sorrow only lasted for a moment.
Fu Yi Wen didn’t like that Anna Chen.
But she actually used her to drive people away.
That is to say, her concern and anxiety just now were all fake?
Tang Ying felt a little breathless. She didn’t take the band-aids, but stared at Fu Yi Wen’s eyes:
“You know, I hate being used by others the most.”
“Yeah.” Fu Yi Wen nodded, her tone neither painful nor itchy: “You insisted on coming.”
“Fu Yi Wen!”
The thumb clenched into a fist was still bleeding because it was too hard. Tang Ying stared at the eyes of the person in front of her, but all she got were two wrinkled band-aids.
“Put them on, it’ll drip on the carpet in a while.”
Fu Yi Wen looked away from those beautiful eyes, and turned around to leave after saying that.
“Wait a minute.” Tang Ying grabbed her wrist, her voice very cold: “Can I take office?”
“Wh, what?”
Fu Yi Wen looked stunned. After what she had just said, she was already thankful that Tang Ying didn’t slap her or slam the door and leave. How could she still ask such a question now?
But Tang Ying did say it, and was still continuing to say it:
“Don’t say a week of trial classes, those three people just now didn’t even last one class. Even if Chen Qing Yu finds you more people, the situation won’t be any better than just now. Your foundation is poor, and you’re not suitable for these foreign teachers at all. You know in your heart that only I am the most suitable for you.”
“……”
Eyes met, and Fu Yi Wen felt like Tang Ying was crazy.
But she had to admit that Tang Ying was right.
Putting aside everything else, she was the most suitable teacher for her.
But…
Fu Yi Wen cleared her throat and pretended to be calm:
“Even if other people didn’t pass, that doesn’t mean you’ll definitely pass. You haven’t had a trial class yet, why should I let you teach me?”
Tang Ying’s tone was faint: “Haven’t I taught you enough classes?”
“……”
Fu Yi Wen was speechless for a moment.
Seeing the hesitation of this person, Tang Ying smiled coldly and stepped forward: “What, are you afraid?”
“…I, what am I afraid of?”
“Afraid of falling in love with me again.”
Fu Yi Wen frowned unconsciously, her tone a little impatient: “Tang Ying, is it interesting to deceive yourself?”
“I also want to ask you this sentence.” Tang Ying raised her voice and pressed closer step by step: “Knowing that I am the most suitable teacher for you, and knowing that you should make good use of me to pass your TOEFL exam, but you waste time on trial classes, why, isn’t it because you don’t dare to face me?”
“…Didn’t you say you hate being used?”
“Do you care?”
“I…of course not.”
“Fu Yi Wen, this time I’m willing.”
“……”
Twenty minutes later, the two signed a one-on-one TOEFL tutoring agreement.
Those two wrinkled band-aids lay quietly on the table, and were not opened until Tang Ying left.
Fu Yi Wen looked at the band-aids in a daze, not knowing how to face the self who was truly worried about Tang Ying just now.
At that moment, she was really anxious.
She shouldn’t be anxious, she shouldn’t keep being led by the nose by Tang Ying.
So she had to make up for it.
But she was too stupid, and couldn’t think of a good reason to hide her obvious inner thoughts in a short period of time.
Fortunately, Tang Ying was a smart person, and a sentence “You used me” gave her a perfect way out.
Yes, just think that she was using her, just like that.
That’s best.
Fu Yi Wen blinked, a little sour.
But why, why Tang Ying, why didn’t you slap me or slam the door and leave as usual, why did you have to wrong yourself and continue to fight for some bullshit home tutoring even if you wronged yourself.
Why Tang Ying.
You are clearly not the kind of person who would wrong yourself.
When Tang Ying came out of Fu Yi Wen’s room, it was already dark.
Tang Ying didn’t leave the hotel, but went to another room on the same floor.
She moved in last night and hadn’t had time to tell Fu Yi Wen.
She finally became Little Fatty’s TOEFL teacher, but she didn’t know if she should be happy or sad.
She hated starting to become a self that was not like herself, but she was even more afraid of completely losing Fu Yi Wen.
That sentence “I’m willing” was true.
Anyone else who wanted to take advantage of her was just courting death, but if that person was Fu Yi Wen, Tang Ying only hoped that her use value could be greater.
That way, she wouldn’t be abandoned so quickly.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the neon-lit Los Angeles, the wound cut by the pen tip had dried up, but Tang Ying’s heart was wet, and she felt pathetic and ridiculous.
The night wind wrapped around the rustling palm trees, this autumn was so cold.