TLCBITAR Chapter 232

In the silent office, the sound of high heels echoed. Chen Qihang, lost in his vexed thoughts, didn’t pay attention to the abrupt “clack, clack” sound.

“Brother Chen, have a cup of coffee to perk you up.” A short-haired female teacher stopped next to Chen Qihang, bending down and gradually getting closer.

Chen Qihang smelled a strong, pungent perfume, and immediately sneezed. He endured the itch in his nose and looked up at the woman standing next to him.

However, before he could see clearly, an accident occurred.

“Ah!”

A sharp exclamation exploded in Chen Qihang’s ear.

The next second, the right side of Chen Qihang’s shoulder was soaked with warm coffee. Before he could react, the female teacher quickly took out a beige handkerchief and wiped him.

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault for being clumsy and not holding it steady. Brother Chen, I saw that you didn’t look well and thought you had a class later, so I made you some coffee… I’m really sorry.” The female teacher’s body was almost touching Chen Qihang’s, her expression showing panic and apology, but a dark, obscure light flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Chen Qihang wasn’t used to others being too close. He quickly stood up and took two steps to the side, looking down at his wet shirt, the annoyance in his eyes even more obvious, his eyebrows tightly knitted together.

He always ran into such troublesome things.

“It’s okay.”

He pulled out a few tissues from his desk, methodically wiping the area soaked in coffee.

Since he was wearing a white shirt, the coffee stains were very obvious. His shoulder, chest, and even abdomen were all wet. The shirt stuck to his skin, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

It was too late to go home and change clothes. He sighed inwardly, resigning himself to his bad luck.

The female teacher frowned, her eyes reddening. “Teacher Chen, why don’t you take off your shirt, and I’ll wash it in the sink? There’s a quick-drying machine in the storage room next door, and it’ll dry your clothes in less than five minutes.”

Chen Qihang hesitated for a moment, thinking this method was feasible, but he’d be shirtless in front of the female teacher.

The female teacher was perceptive and naturally knew what he was considering. “You can take off your clothes in the lounge. I’ll take them out to wash them… I… I won’t go in. I’ll bring them back to you after they’re dry.”

Chen Qihang was prone to getting hung up on things, but at this moment, looking at the female teacher’s apologetic eyes, he nodded.

His next class was two hours long, and he couldn’t bear the sticky coffee liquid running down his body.

With less than ten minutes before class, he didn’t have much to hesitate. He quickly walked into the lounge next to the office, unbuttoned his shirt in a few quick motions, and took off the dirty clothes.

The coffee liquid soaked through the shirt and stained his fair skin, leaving obvious marks. He reached out and touched it, the sticky feeling very uncomfortable.

At this moment, the door of the lounge suddenly opened. Chen Qihang frowned and turned his head, looking at the female teacher standing at the door with her head slightly lowered, his heart growing more and more irritated.

Tsk, knowing he was changing clothes, why didn’t she knock? His eyes darkened, looking at her with an ambiguous expression.

The female teacher raised her flushed cheeks, glanced shyly at Chen Qihang, then lowered her head again, staring at her toes, explaining haltingly, “Ah… I forgot to knock, I’m sorry… This towel is new and has been warmed with water. It’s not good for the coffee liquid to stay on your skin, so use it to wipe yourself.”

Chen Qihang pursed his lips, turned back around, and put his shirt back on.

“No need, go out first.”

His cold voice was emotionless. The female teacher tightened her grip on the towel, took a few steps forward, and closed the door without hesitation.

Chen Qihang assumed the female teacher had already left and didn’t bother to look back, slowly buttoning his shirt.

He was really unlucky today. First, he was cornered in the bathroom by that Qin Yang and kissed until he was dizzy, and now he had coffee spilled on him by a female colleague.

He could imagine that his disheveled appearance would attract a lot of attention from the students.

“Teacher Chen.” A soft, gentle female voice came from behind, accompanied by the sound of high heels.

Chen Qihang’s whole body trembled, obviously startled. As soon as he turned around, the female teacher quickly hugged him around the waist from behind, saying shyly and nervously, “I… I’m sorry, it’s rare to have just the two of us alone. I… I like you! Teacher Chen, I’ve liked you since you were in college. I know I’m being presumptuous like this, but I can’t help it. My parents are forcing me to go on blind dates and marry a man I don’t like. I’m afraid if I don’t confess to you, it’ll be too late.”

She spoke with great emotion, tears welling up in her eyes, falling down in a torrent, looking very pitiful.

Chen Qihang reacted strongly, pulling her hands away without any tenderness, his dark face and the annoyance in his eyes undisguised. “You’re doing this on purpose.”

His words were always direct, without a trace of euphemism, his cold eyes scanning the female teacher, whose shoulders were half-exposed and whose neckline was wide open, vaguely revealing her full breasts.

A trace of panic flashed in the female teacher’s eyes, but she quickly calmed down. “Teacher Chen, what are you talking about?”

Her eyes were full of confusion and helplessness, making her face look even more innocent, but her disheveled clothes betrayed a sense of incongruity.

She had been neatly dressed just now, but in the blink of an eye, she was in this disheveled state. It was obvious what she was up to.

Chen Qihang sneered, bypassed the female teacher, and walked towards the door. “Don’t treat me like an idiot.”

The female teacher’s whole body stiffened, she bit her lower lip tightly, her voice thick with a nasal tone, “Is it wrong for me to just like you?”

Chen Qihang opened the door, coldly throwing down a sentence: “It’s wrong to affect me.”

The female teacher glared at his departing back, rolled her eyes, and cursed in a low voice, “Doesn’t understand the situation, doesn’t want a woman who’s offered herself up, could he be impotent?!”

She thought she looked good, and there were at least five or six men in the school who were pursuing her. If she hadn’t looked down on them and thought their status was too low, she would have found someone already.

The female teacher felt uneasy, walked out of the lounge with a gloomy face, and looked up at Chen Qihang’s desk, which was empty, obviously he had gone to class.

“What man doesn’t like women, could it be…”

A thought surfaced in her mind, and she felt like she had discovered the truth, the corners of her lips curving into a sinister arc.

On the other side, Chen Qihang walked on the school road, quickly attracting a lot of inquisitive gazes.

He looked straight ahead, his expression calm, as if the subject of discussion had nothing to do with him.

Soon, photos of him in disheveled clothing spread on the school forum, and students had different opinions, discussing it animatedly.

“Is this the latest style of shirt?” Some students joked.

In the past, Professor Chen’s clothes were always neat and tidy, and he had never appeared in front of everyone in such a sloppy state. Some students rumored that he had a cleanliness obsession and obsessive-compulsive disorder and couldn’t accept even a tiny wrinkle or stain on his clothes.

What was going on now?

“I just passed by him and smelled a coffee fragrance.” A passing student guessed, “Did he accidentally spill coffee?”

At this time, an anonymous person on the campus network posted several photos and a few seconds of video, the title of the post was very eye-catching.

[Super Scumbag, Used and Thrown Away!]

There were many gossiping students in the school, and the post was clicked on almost immediately after it was posted.

The first photo was of a man’s back, with half of his shoulder exposed, putting on his clothes.

The second photo was taken at close range, and it was easy to see that the photographer was holding the man’s waist, intimate and suggestive.

The third photo was of the man’s cold and arrogant profile, his eyes slanted, showing contempt and disdain.

The video was shaky, but it was enough for a group of students to see the “scumbag” heartlessly pulling away the photographer’s hand, ruthlessly displaying his cold and heartless side.

A group of students were shocked and stunned, their eyes wide.

“Holy shit! It’s actually Professor Chen!” Some students couldn’t help but roar.

Professor Chen was a heartless “scumbag”?!

In less than five minutes, there were more than 999 comments below the post.

At this time, in the practical class classroom, Qin Yang crossed his legs, occasionally looking up at the classroom door, waiting for Professor Chen’s arrival.

“Damn it! This gossip is huge!” The classmate and dog friend sitting next to Qin Yang instantly changed from a lying position to a straight sitting position.

Qin Yang was startled by his reaction, raised his hand, and slapped the dog friend on the head, “What the hell are you doing!”

The dog friend rubbed his head, zoomed in on the photos in his optical brain, and excitedly moved closer to Qin Yang, “Look, I can’t believe Professor Chen is this kind of scumbag! It’s bad enough that he’s having a teacher-student relationship, but he’s also messing around in the office, and now he’s been exposed by the victim!”

He thought Qin Yang would be as excited as him to gossip, so he looked up at him.

Holy shit! What was that expression?!

It was the first time he had seen Qin Yang show such a death-demanding expression. His sunny and handsome face was covered with a gloomy and terrifying look.

He swallowed and silently moved to the position next to the next one.

He couldn’t help but suspect that Professor Chen had stolen the person he liked, right?

After all, Qin Yang’s eyes were murderous, clearly wanting to tear the man in the photo into pieces.