I became beautiful by eating melons

"What are you all doing standing here?"

A gentle male voice suddenly sounded.

The three people turned around and saw it was Wen Bo.

He was wearing a white shirt with buttons on, his skin was very white, and his eyes were as gentle as a spring breeze, without the slightest aggression. By the time you noticed it, he had already wrapped you up tightly, unable to break free.

Wen Bo was not as tall as Zheng Daoguang, but he had a well-proportioned body. Although he was over 30 years old, he still had an unexpected youthful look. The strong and tall Zheng Daoguang looked particularly clumsy when he stood next to him.

"Teacher Wen." Zhu Bingying stared at the person who came with her watery eyes, and her voice was like spring water.

"Yeah." Wen Bo responded calmly, looked at Ye Rou, and said with a smile: "Student Ye, come with me."

Ye Rou was about to move when she was stopped by Zhu Bingying.

She forced a smile and said, "Teacher Wen, what do you want to talk to Ye about?"

Wen Bo was still smiling, but his smile was a little colder than before.

"Class is about to start. You two should go."

Zhu Bingying was reluctant to leave, but Zheng Daoguang couldn't be late.

It seems that his grandfather has fallen out with Ji Chunming. During this sensitive period, he cannot let Ji Chunming catch him.

Zheng Daoguang pulled Zhu Bingying away.

Zhu Bingying watched as Teacher Wen opened the door for Ye Rou and the two of them entered the office building one after the other.

She felt choked up in anger and didn't care about maintaining her gentle persona. She shook off Zheng Daoguang's hand.

Zheng Daoguang looked shocked.

"Bingying, what's wrong with you?"

Being rejected by Zhu Bingying one after another, Zheng Daoguang felt hurt and even more anxious. He said in an urgent voice:

"Weren't we getting along well before? Why did you suddenly change?"

"It's not that I've changed." Zhu Bingying raised her face and stared at him with a strange look that Zheng Daoguang had never seen before.

"You can't give me what I want."

Zheng Daoguan grabbed Zhu Bingying's hand and looked at her pleadingly.

"Bingying, you can tell me, I can give you whatever you want."

He tried to find himself in Zhu Bingying's eyes, but failed. In her clear pupils, there were only two shrunken versions of himself——

He was hunched over, with tears in his eyes and a humble expression.

Zhu Bingying shook off Zheng Daoguang's hand again and said coldly: "The daughter-in-law your grandfather wants is Tian Meng, not me. We are destined not to be together."

Zheng Daoguang shook his head blankly.

"No, that's not the case."

He still remembered the day when they confirmed their relationship. Zhu Bingying had a high fever, wore very little clothes, and was pink all over. She kept snuggling into his arms. At that time, her heart and eyes were full of him, with a look of love and trust. He would never forget it!

Zhu Bingying didn't notice that Zheng Daoguang was in a bad mood and turned around and left.

Zheng Daoguang was left alone, and although he was still standing in the sun, he seemed to be abandoned in the shadow of the past.

He was shaking so hard that his teeth were chattering, not from fear but from anger.

Deep anger.

He was very sure that Zhu Bingying's change was not because of his family, but because she had changed her heart and fell in love with someone else.

And this was something he absolutely, absolutely would not allow to happen.

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It was time for the teacher to teach, and the office was empty.

The air is much fresher than in the classroom. The wood scent is not very noticeable, but inexplicably pungent.

Wen Bo put down the textbook in his hand, turned around and saw Ye Rou still standing there, and gave her a gentle smile.

"Student Ye, please take a seat."

Ye Rou refused and urged, "Teacher Wen, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Wen Bo said helplessly: "What a quick temper."

He took the thermos cup and sat down, looking at Ye Rou carefully.

She stood far away from him, one hand clasped on her arm, in a typical defensive posture, her plump lips pursed, her pretty and charming face expressionless and cold.

But it is still very beautiful, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it once they see it, and can't forget it even if they want to.

Quince didn't want to scare away the lively and nimble little bird.

He put away his aggressive gaze and said gently, "I called you here to thank you."

Ye Rou frowned: "Thank me for what?"

Wen Bo said softly: "My wife said you helped my teacher."

This is the topic that Wen Bo often talks about with his female students: a savage and unreasonable wife, a crazy teacher who needs care, and a three-year-old daughter who is often sick.

Every time the topic is brought up, the girls' overflowing sympathy will unfold and the unfamiliar distance between teacher and student will be shortened.

Wen Bo is a very handsome teacher, elegant and easy-going. While he shoulders the burden of the family, he is also suppressed by his domineering wife. What a good character who needs redemption.

He used this trick every time and it always worked.

But unfortunately, the person he met this time was Ye Rou, who came from the future and was used to the tricks of scumbag men.

She crossed her arms and said casually, "Okay, I received your thanks. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Wen Bo paused his smile, and when he looked at Ye Rou again, some of the contempt in his eyes that was determined to win was gone.

He pretended not to hear Ye Rou's words that she wanted to leave, and continued to talk to himself: "My teacher helped me a lot, but unfortunately for some reason three years ago, he suddenly became seriously ill and lost his mind. He often hurts people and needs someone to take care of him. The people in the family compound are also very hostile to my teacher, especially this year. People often bully my teacher behind my back, and I..."

Wen Bo spoke these words very emotionally, and his sad expression made him very endearing.

But the more Ye Rou listened, the deeper her frown became.

"Wait a moment."

Wen Bo raised his eyes, looking pitiful, as if he was under a lot of pressure and needed comfort.

Ye Rou suddenly stretched out two fingers and shook them.

"I have two things to say about what you just said."

Wen Bo vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he did not stop her. After all, when it comes to love, you have to talk before you can feel the love.

He said gently, "You say."

Ye Rou spoke.

Her voice was extremely pleasant, soft and ethereal, as if she was singing, but the words she spoke caught Wen Bo off guard and left him speechless.

"First, you have to go to class, and it's your wife who takes care of your teacher. It's your wife who is tired, and it's your wife who should complain, not you.

Second, if your teacher really has a madness that causes harm to others, I suggest you send him to the hospital. In a family compound with lots of people coming and going and many sources of stimulation, the possibility of him getting sick is very high.

It is normal for your neighbors to have concerns and fears. Instead of complaining that your neighbors are inconsiderate, it is better to take practical actions to solve the problem. "

Wimber was stunned.

Ye Rou could see with her own eyes that the smile on Wen Bo's face froze, like frozen pork thrown into a cold storage, losing its color bit by bit and becoming deathly white and cold.

But he is thicker-skinned than others. Even though his pity-playing was exposed, he still did not break down.

Finally, his expression froze in disappointment. "Student Ye, you are not me. It is normal that you cannot understand my pressure. The teacher will not blame you."

Ye Rou said in a gentle tone, "Teacher, I'm going to tell you the truth. Please don't be unwilling to listen. In my opinion, you don't have the ability to solve the problem, and you have brought yourself a lot of trouble."

Her unyielding attitude and insistence on telling the truth completely infuriated Wen Bo.

He took a deep breath and said with a fake smile, "Student Ye, what should I do if my teacher, whom I regard as my father, falls ill? Should I just abandon him and take care of him?"

Ye Rou blinked and said, "I don't know."

"What?" Wen Bo couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

"This is your problem, teacher, not mine. How should I know what you should do?" Ye Rou's expression became even more innocent.

She blinked her big eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, and a fluffy halo appeared on her delicate and fair face. She was still very beautiful, but Wen Bo had no intention of appreciating her.

After hearing Ye Rou's words, he felt like a huge rock was blocking his chest, choking him and making it difficult for him to breathe.

He slumped in the chair, unbuttoned his collar almost roughly, and gasped for breath. When he finally recovered, he looked towards the door, but there was no one there.

The door was open and a cool breeze blew in, making a rustling sound, as if mocking him.

"Ye Rou!"