The face of Yun Yao, drawing ever closer, was reflected in the pupils of Su Yuchen.
"Yun Yao! What do you think you're doing?"
"You," Yun Yao replied without a moment’s hesitation.
Su Yuchen froze, stunned by the response. He could not fathom how a creature like Yun Yao could exist in this world.
Yun Yao used one hand to lift Su Yuchen’s chin, and then, she leaned in and kissed him squarely on the lips. Where men were concerned, Yun Yao was always the one to take the initiative.
Su Yuchen found his limbs completely paralyzed, forced to watch helplessly as he was "devoured" by Yun Yao. Just as she was about to take the next step, a piercing ringtone shattered the intimate atmosphere.
Yun Yao rose from Su Yuchen’s body, wiping her lips with her index finger, looking as if she had been interrupted mid-enjoyment. The phone vibrated violently, as if it might explode if left unanswered. Yun Yao felt a flash of irritation, and upon seeing the number on the screen, her annoyance only deepened.
"Yun Jianghai, are you looking to die?"
On the other end, Yun Jianghai, who had been ready to unleash a torrent of verbal abuse, was left completely dumbfounded, unable to react for a long moment. Finally, Qiao Lan snatched the phone away.
"Yun Yao! Is that any way to speak to your father? Have those five years as a vegetable rotted away your basic manners?"
Yun Yao adjusted her clothes with one hand, her voice cold as ice. "Qiao Lan, are you tired of living, too?"
She had been enjoying herself, and if they were truly begging for an early exit, Yun Yao was more than happy to oblige.
Qiao Lan deliberately hit the speakerphone button. "Jianghai, listen to her! I told you, this isn't our Xiao Yao!"
"Our Xiao Yao was always gentle and sensible. She would never be this rude, uncultured country girl!"
Yun Jianghai’s temper flared. "I don’t care who you are, but as long as you are in the Yun household, you are a member of my family! Tell me, what kind of trouble have you stirred up at Jingnan University?"
So, they were here to hold her accountable.
Yun Yao sat beside Su Yuchen, idly playing with his slender, elegant fingers. "Nothing much. I just helped you discipline your child. Someone as ignorant and disrespectful as Yun Xinru—hitting her would only dirty my hands. If you’re calling to thank me, you’re welcome."
Yun Jianghai’s voice rose sharply. "Yun Yao! You dare admit you hit Xinru? I will settle this score with you! But for now, you get back to the Yun household immediately!"
Yun Yao let out a cold laugh. "Yun Jianghai, do you have any idea what you're saying?"
He was dancing on the edge of a grave.
Ignoring her entirely, Yun Jianghai barked, "You, someone who never even finished high school, only got into the Archaeology Department at Jingnan University because of your connections to the Su Family! You should have just kept your head down, but instead, you choose to be a troublemaker!"
"Three professors are already on their way to my house to demand an explanation! You still don't show an ounce of remorse! The whole circle is laughing at the Yun Family! Get back here, apologize to the three professors, and drop out of school!"
The three professors from the Archaeology Department were at the Yun house?
Yun Yao glanced at Su Yuchen, her expression indifferent. "Understood."
Without waiting for another word from Yun Jianghai, she hung up. With a flick of her hand, she released the restraint on Su Yuchen. Not even sparing a glance for the man who looked ready to commit murder, she turned and walked away.
Su Yuchen looked down at his torn clothes and roared, "Chen Dong!"
Chen Dong had been waiting outside the door the entire time, having heard nothing. But when he opened the door and saw the scene inside, he slammed it shut in terror. Had he not been sleeping well? Was he seeing things? He wasn't sure—he had to look again.
When he caught sight of Su Yuchen’s eyes—burning with incandescent fury—through the door crack, he couldn't help but shiver. It was real! The Young Master had been... stripped by a woman?
"Young Master, what... what happened? What’s going on?"
Su Yuchen stood up, his face expressionless, and began to put his clothes back on. "Chen Dong, at any cost, kill Yun Yao! Spare no expense!"
Chen Dong gulped. "Young Master, I have good news and bad news. Which would you like to hear first?"
Su Yuchen shot him a look that made Chen Dong shudder.
"The good news is that the company we’ve been negotiating with has agreed to the partnership. We sign the contract tomorrow morning." Chen Dong’s voice dropped. "The bad news is that the old man already knows you and your wife registered your marriage. He’s throwing a grand banquet tomorrow night to celebrate your wedding."
Su Yuchen’s fists, hanging at his sides, cracked audibly. Chen Dong glanced at him cautiously. "So, Young Master, the Young Mistress cannot die just yet!"
Su Yuchen wanted to tear Chen Dong’s mouth apart. Was he to just swallow this humiliation and let Yun Yao toy with him as she pleased? A terrifying aura radiated from Su Yuchen, forcing Chen Dong to lower his head.
"Young Master, you..."
Su Yuchen glared at him, then stormed out. Chen Dong watched his back and sighed helplessly. What a mess! Since he had known the Young Master, the man had always been in total control, masterminding everything. This was the first time he had ever been played by someone. And most importantly, that someone was a woman!
"Hey! Young Master, wait for me!"
...
At the Yun residence, Yun Jianghai sat on the sofa, forcing a strained smile at the three professors sitting opposite him.
"Professor Wu, what brings you three to our home today?"
Wu Chen looked at Yun Jianghai, then at Qiao Lan sitting nearby. "To be honest, we are here because of the student, Yun Yao."
Hearing this, Qiao Lan tugged on Yun Jianghai’s sleeve and whispered, "I told you! They’re here to settle the score!"
Yun Jianghai glared at her, signaling her to be quiet, then quickly flashed a deferential smile at Wu Chen. "Professor Wu, there must be some misunderstanding here!"
Though he disliked Yun Yao, he knew that the reputation of the Yun Family was at stake.
Wu Chen looked solemn. "I want to ask, how exactly did you raise your child?"
The smile on Yun Jianghai’s face stiffened. Realizing the situation, he hurried to pour tea. "Professor Wu, to tell you the truth, we were unaware that Yun Yao had entered Jingnan University. It was all arranged by that idiot husband of hers! But... despite his disability, he is the Third Young Master of the Su Family! If you have any grievances, you really should take them to the Su Family."
"Yun Yao was a vegetable for five years. Since waking up, she’s been like a completely different person—rebellious and stubborn. Whatever she does has nothing to do with us! We have already severed all familial ties with her!"
Hearing this, Wu Chen and the other two professors exchanged glances, their brows furrowing in unison.
"Are you saying that the student, Yun Yao, no longer has any relationship with the two of you?"
Before Yun Jianghai could answer, the front door was kicked open from the outside.