C3 Punishment

She comforted Yang Zishuo and walked out of the classroom. She saw Yang Zhexu standing at the door, smoking a cigarette.

"This is a kindergarten. Can you control yourself?" she asked angrily. If it wasn't for the fact that she was so angry, she wouldn't have dared to speak to him in such a tone.

"Control?" Yang Zhexu shook the ashes off his cigarette on the trash can and looked at her sideways. His thin lips curled into a mocking smile, "What kind of control are you talking about?"

Those charming scenes and countless nights of lingering appeared in Jian Mo's mind, and her cheeks immediately felt as if they were on fire.

This pervert couldn't bring up any topic related to that kind of thing in front of him!

Jian Mo tried her best to remain calm and asked, "Yingyue is different from me. She doesn't owe you money. Why did you provoke her?"

As far as she knew, Xiao Yingyue's family background was not bad. She was born in a scholarly family and worked as a teacher in a kindergarten. It was just a hobby, or rather, a way to kill time.

She had been pampered since she was young and was as pure as a piece of paper. How could she fall into Yang Zhexu's hands?

A trace of surprise flashed across Yang Zhexu's black eyes, "Are you jealous?"

Jian Mo was stunned once again. She had indeed loved him a lot in the past...

"I'm not!" She denied it.

"No?" Yang Zhexu frowned. In the next second, her wrist was grabbed and her body was dragged into the classroom.

He kicked the door shut and supported himself with his arm against the wall. Jian Mo was trapped under him.

Jian Mo panicked. "What... what do you want to do?"

"Guess."

Yang Zhexu looked down at me, a fiery emotion brewing in his eyes.

Jian Mo's nerves trembled, feeling as if she was the prey that was sent to his mouth.

"Wu ~ ~ ~"

Her soft lips covered his mouth, overbearing and rude.

"Yang Zhexu, wuu... You can't do this, this is a school..."

"Slash ~ ~ ~"

The clothes on her shoulder were torn apart, and she was frightened. He had already kissed her snow-white neck and bit the ribbon with the bell hanging from it. "You can try to refuse me. You know the consequences."

The consequences would torture her until her bones broke, right?

Jian Mo pressed herself against the wall, allowing him to vent his anger. She felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted to push him away, but... She held back.

"Bam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

At this moment, the door to the classroom was pushed open. Jian Mo was scared out of her wits, and what she saw was Xiao Yingyue, who was slightly shocked.

Hearing the noise, Yang Zhexu stopped his movements and lifted his bloodshot eyes. He looked angry, as if he was very unhappy to be interrupted.

Jian Mo quickly grabbed her clothes and wrapped her body. She whispered, "I'm sorry," and ran out of the classroom as if she was running away.

Why did she apologize?

She didn't know either.

She was the one who broke up two months ago, and she was the one who charged thirty million yuan. In front of her real girlfriend, she was like a thief, unable to raise her head.

What should she do?

She did not go anywhere. After changing her clothes, she stayed in the classroom. It was almost noon, and the nurses were serving lunch. The children sat around the table, their eyes shining, waiting to taste the delicious food.

Yang Zishuo looked the cutest of the twelve children. His rolling eyes looked at Jian Mo from time to time, and he smiled like an angel.

Jian Mo sat there, her mind in a mess.

She should be happy that Yang Zhexu had a new girlfriend, right? Wouldn't she be able to get rid of him just like that?

Why did her heart feel empty?

"Momo."

Unknowingly, Xiao Yingyue had walked over with a faint smile on her face. It was as if she was a delicate sculpture with an expensive temperament.

Jian Mo felt as if her throat was being choked by a pair of invisible hands, and she was unable to say a single word.

"Don't be nervous, I understand." Xiao Yingyue still had a calm smile on her face, "Zhexu and I are connected by a family marriage and will marry him in the future. However, in this world, it doesn't matter if he has two little lovers."

Little lover!

Jian Mo's pupils contracted. Xiao Yingyue's words had undoubtedly slapped her into the mud, and she instantly became filthy.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xiao Yingyue went to take care of the little friend. She pinched Yang Zishuo's cheek and said, "Eat well. Sister and brother will take you to the amusement park after school, okay?"

"Alright." Yang Zishuo replied in his childish voice. Suddenly, he pointed at Jian Mo and asked, "Can you bring Teacher Mo along?"

"Sure."

Xiao Yingyue agreed without hesitation, but Jian Mo suddenly stood up. Her entire body seemed to be covered in barbs as she waved her hands, "No need, you guys can go!"

Yang Zishuo was not happy. He pulled her hand and shook it from side to side. She could only use the excuse that she was not feeling well to push him away.

In Xiao Yingyue's eyes, she was probably as pitiful as a bedbug, right?

That night, Jian Mo returned to the Yang family as usual. On the surface, she was teaching Yang Zishuo, but in reality, she was doing something shameful.

The servants had a tacit understanding and treated her like a guest. They served her tea and placed it on the coffee table.

That night, Yang Zhexu and Yang Zishuo had yet to return home.

She also understood. How could she remember that she had a pet at home when she was on a date with her fiancée?

Quietly going upstairs alone, Jian Mo laid on Yang Zhexu's bed.

The room was dark gray and the only light came from the skull-shaped night light at the head of the bed. In the dim light, the picture of Yang Zhexu in his prime, Yang Zishuo in a long trench coat, holding a baby.

I heard that the parents of the Yang family died in a car accident two years ago, when Yang Zishuo was only a year old.

The older brother was both a father and a mother, and it wasn't easy for him to raise Yang Zishuo. In order to make sure that Yang Zishuo didn't feel superior when he entered the garden, he tried his best not to drive him around or give him a luxurious life.

He didn't deliberately hide it from Jian Mo.

Jian Mo raised her hand and touched the glass with her fingertips. Her eyes were lonely and dim, and the pain was deep...

"Get up!"

Unconsciously, she fell asleep. A deep voice sounded in her ear, and when Jian Mo opened her sleepy eyes, she saw the drunk Yang Zhexu standing in front of her, staring at her coldly.

What time was it?

She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Suddenly, the blanket was lifted.

Yang Zhexu's tense face was so gloomy that it could squeeze out water, "You can actually sleep? And you slept soundly?"

What was he angry about?

Jian Mo still could not see through Yang Zhexu's emotions. She thought that he probably had some kind of conflict with Xiao Yingyue, so she silently got off the bed, stepped barefoot on the handmade wool carpet, and walked two steps to the side.

"Take it off!" Yang Zhexu ordered, pulling off his tie and holding it in his hand.

Jian Mo had nowhere to hide, but she still hoped to retain some dignity, "Zhexu, I just did it yesterday..."

"Take it off!" Yang Zhexu roared, the veins on his forehead visible.

Jian Mo bit her lips. In front of Yang Zhexu, she had no right to negotiate.

Her clothes gradually fell off. Although it was a summer night, she still felt a little cold.

Yang Zhexu grabbed the ends of his tie and took two steps forward to grab her white wrist.

"You are not allowed to sleep with me. This is your punishment!"

Yang Zhexu took a shower and went to sleep.