The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

”Teacher Hu, how can you say something like that?”

Hu Xiuqiao hadn’t bothered to lower her voice. There was still another male teacher in the classroom who hadn’t left—the same one who had previously passed a message from Leng Yuan to Gu Jiaojiao. His name was Zhao Zhengfei.

He chided Hu Xiuqiao before turning to Gu Jiaojiao, his tone gentle.

”Teacher Gu, don’t worry. Making desks and chairs for the school is everyone’s responsibility. We may not be carpenters, but we’ll help out too.”

He was genuinely afraid that Gu Jiaojiao would go and persuade Leng Yuan not to do it.

From his interactions with them recently, Zhao Zhengfei could see that Leng Yuan absolutely doted on his wife.

If Gu Jiaojiao just said the word, Leng Yuan might actually refuse to help.

But the school’s desks and chairs were nearly all broken. The principal had submitted a request almost half a year ago, but the higher-ups kept rejecting it.

He’d heard that this time, the principal was preparing to pay for it out of his own pocket.

To be honest, ever since the principal took office, his meager salary had probably all been spent on the school. His wife had already argued with him about it several times.

If the principal had to subsidize the school again, his family might just fall apart.

That was why he was so worried Gu Jiaojiao would stop Leng Yuan.

Hu Xiuqiao couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

”This has nothing to do with Mr. Leng in the first place. What’s wrong with refusing? Besides, this is a matter for the higher-ups. If you’re so capable, why don’t you go find them and get them to approve it!”

”Teacher Gu, don’t you agree?”

Hu Xiuqiao looked at Gu Jiaojiao.

She felt that as Leng Yuan’s wife, Gu Jiaojiao ought to feel for him and refuse this task.

Gu Jiaojiao didn’t say much of anything. She answered neither Hu Xiuqiao nor Zhao Zhengfei, simply gathering her things and walking out of the classroom.

Hu Xiuqiao was speechless.

’Wait, I just said all that. Did Gu Jiaojiao even listen to a single word?’

Zhao Zhengfei waited until Gu Jiaojiao had left before turning to Hu Xiuqiao.

”Teacher Hu, everyone knew you used to have feelings for Mr. Leng. But he’s married now, and they have a great relationship. You should give up!”

When they were both single, no one said anything. But now that Leng Yuan was married, it wasn’t right that Hu Xiuqiao still clearly had feelings for him.

Hu Xiuqiao’s expression suddenly turned ugly.

”What nonsense are you spouting? Mr. Leng is married. How could I possibly still be interested in him? I’m just being objective about the situation.”

After speaking, she shot Zhao Zhengfei a vicious glare and left.

’She did like Leng Yuan, but she was a teacher. If anyone found out she had designs on a married man, she’d probably lose her job immediately.’

’That Zhao Zhengfei was so meddlesome.’

Hu Xiuqiao was furious at Zhao Zhengfei’s meddling, but also jealous that Gu Jiaojiao had married Leng Yuan, yet didn’t seem to consider his feelings at all.

’It was such a huge project, and a total waste of effort. If *she* were Leng Yuan’s wife, she would definitely make him refuse to help.’

Gu Jiaojiao didn’t see Leng Yuan when school let out, so she went to pick up Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang first, then returned to the school to wait for Leng Yuan to finish his work.

She led the two children inside, thinking the classroom would be empty, but to her surprise, Zhao Zhengfei was still there.

She was a little surprised.

Zhao Zhengfei, however, was very calm. ”Teacher Gu, could I have a private word with you?”

Gu Jiaojiao had the two children sit at her and Leng Yuan’s desks, giving them each a book to read. Only then did she walk outside with Zhao Zhengfei.

Outside, the sun was turning red, its light dyeing the clouds on the horizon and coloring half the sky crimson.

A cool breeze was blowing, feeling pleasant against the skin.