Chapter 17: He Backed DownAfter Yan Yan got her hands on some money, she hired a dedicated cook to prepare her three daily meals.She went home for lunch, took a nap, and then leisurely made her way to the classroom just in time for class.As she was about to sit down, her gaze fell on the layer of transparent glue smeared across her chair.She then glanced up, scanning the room.Many students deliberately avoided her eyes, but the corners of their mouths betrayed the smug satisfaction of a prank about to succeed.Among them, Wang Fu, sitting in the back corner, wore the most brazen grin.Such a childish trick… Yan Yan curled her lips disdainfully.As luck would have it, this was another one of Ren Fei’s classes. He stared at Yan Yan, his displeasure evident. "What are you waiting for? Are you planning to stand through my entire lesson?"Yan Yan looked up at him. "Give me five minutes. I need to handle a personal matter."Ren Fei was stunned. "Five minutes? Who do you think you are? If you delay my class—"Yan Yan cut him off. "Most of them aren’t listening to what you’re teaching anyway, and they wouldn’t understand it even if they were."The words felt like a slap across Ren Fei’s face.Of course, he knew that hardly anyone paid attention in his physics class. Even though this was the top science class at County No. 1 High, only a handful of students in the entire room stood a chance of getting into college. Finding even a few who could pass physics was a struggle. Most of the time, his lectures sounded like gibberish to these students.Just as Ren Fei was about to unleash all his anger on Yan Yan and give her a good scolding, she reluctantly offered, "I’ll help organize some basic knowledge points for you later. The reason you can’t teach them is that their foundations are just too weak—even worse than Li Yuanyuan’s level."Li Yuanyuan hung her head in shame.Ren Fei’s face flushed with anger. "You think I don’t know their foundations are weak? But they don’t even bother to listen. What am I supposed to do?"Yan Yan replied matter-of-factly, "If they won’t listen, give them incentives.""Offer 100 yuan for solving a physics problem correctly, and another 100 for understanding a key concept. Simple."Ren Fei glared at her in fury. "Do you think money grows on trees? What kind of teacher motivates students like that?""You don’t have to. I can. If I waste your time, I’ll make sure they make up for it."Yan Yan addressed the class with a dismissive tone. "I wasn’t joking earlier. For every concept you master, I’ll give you 100 yuan. Same for solving a problem correctly."The students exchanged bewildered glances, struggling to process her words.But with such a straightforward monetary temptation, Yan Yan was confident they’d be swayed.After all, these students were either daydreaming or secretly playing on their phones in class, wasting time anyway.Might as well use this blunt method to force them to focus on studying.Ren Fei couldn’t help but think Yan Yan had too much money and nowhere to spend it.And truth be told, Yan Yan really wasn’t short on cash."Alright, just five minutes."Without waiting for Ren Fei’s approval, Yan Yan walked straight to the back of the classroom, making her way down the aisle until she stood in front of Wang Fu.Wang Fu hadn’t expected Yan Yan to come for him. He froze, then growled menacingly, "What do you want?"Yan Yan’s sharp, phoenix-like eyes glinted coldly. "Did you put glue on my chair?""…What the hell are you talking about?! What does this have to do with me?! You…"Before he could finish, Yan Yan had already grabbed him by the collar: "Let me tell you, the classroom surveillance has been on the whole time. Either I check the footage, find out you did this, and make sure you're kicked out with enough money to bury you…""Or, you go clean the glue off my chair right now. You choose."Wang Fu was utterly stunned, unable to react for a long time.Given his large build, he should have been able to completely overshadow Yan Yan, but everyone in the classroom who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel…Yan Yan's presence was so overwhelming, even more terrifying and threatening than Wang Fu's.Wang Fu wasn't ready to back down yet and shouted, "Who do you think you are?! Why should I…"At that moment, Wang Fu's eyes suddenly filled with terror, his pupils widening in fear and panic.Reflected in them was Yan Yan's icy expression.And the pen refill she had casually picked up from Wang Fu's desk was almost pressed against his eyeball.She even smiled, her naturally crimson lips curling slightly: "Well? Made your choice yet?""Get kicked out, or go clean it up?"Wang Fu swallowed hard. Neither of Yan Yan's two options had included this…He had no doubt that if he provoked Yan Yan any further, she might very well make him blind on the spot.Wang Fu was so scared his face turned pale. He had intended to bully Yan Yan but never expected such a fierce retaliation…Especially the way Yan Yan looked at him—like he was already dead—sent a chill down his spine he had never felt before.Seeing this, Ren Fei quickly shouted, "Yan Yan, stop this! What do you think you're doing…"Yan Yan tossed the pen onto the desk and clapped her hands: "Nothing much, just reminding him to make a choice."She said coolly, "Hurry up and tell me, what's your decision?"Others could only see Yan Yan's back, but Wang Fu was the only one who could see the terrifying glint in her phoenix eyes, dark as ink, that made his soul tremble.He didn't understand how Yan Yan could be so dangerous. In all his life, he had never met anyone like her.So, he backed down."I… I'll go clean it up!"Under the complicated gazes of everyone, Wang Fu hunched over, his arrogance completely gone.He went to Yan Yan's massage chair and tried to wipe off the transparent glue with his sleeve.But the super glue he had used had already stuck firmly to his clothes.Seeing Yan Yan slowly approach, Wang Fu's voice trembled uncontrollably: "I-I'm sorry, I'll go buy you a new chair right now… You can sit in mine for now!""Who wants your chair? Get lost. If you bother me again, your fate will be even worse."Yan Yan lifted the massage chair herself, carried it out of the classroom, and tossed it into the hallway.She decided to stand for the rest of the class.Li Yuanyuan cautiously suggested, "You can sit in mine, I'll stand…""Do I need you to tell me what to do? Focus on your own class and pay attention!"Yan Yan then looked at Ren Fei, her expression indifferent: "Nothing else. You can continue teaching.""…" Ren Fei felt that his teaching career had encountered an unprecedented Waterloo. He had never met a student as domineering and unruly as Yan Yan!Yet he couldn't utter a single word of reprimand…Yan Yan stood there like that for the entire class.And the conflict between her and Wang Fu was captured perfectly by the live broadcast.All those good-for-nothing second-generation heirs in the capital were utterly stunned.

Young Master Feng, Don’t Cry, Madam Isn’t Playing You This Time