Hmm?

Sakuragi Hitomi was slightly stunned and looked at Yan Huan beside her.

But she saw him staring straight ahead, and his expression became unnatural.

The President is...

Just as Sakuragi Hitomi was puzzled and also looked ahead.

She saw ahead, at the end of the road, a red-haired woman wearing a white tracksuit standing by the roadside with a highly aggressive smile.

Her figure was curvaceous, and compared to the impoverished... no, compared to the newly developing Sakuragi Hitomi, it was a dimensional blow.

Similarly, in stark contrast to the graceful and dignified Sakuragi Hitomi, the red-haired woman exuded feminine hormones filled with a wild aura.

Her mature demeanor, completely different from hers or Spencer's, came rushing like a tsunami, engulfing their innocence completely...

"Ah, isn't that the new sports instructor coming to Class A and Class B?"

"But she looks so strong and well-built... as expected of someone in sports..."

New...

Sports instructor?

Aren't you the boss of that President called "Tong Yingying"?

No, no, although both identities seem a bit odd...

Sakuragi Hitomi blinked and was momentarily stunned on the spot.

And ahead, the red-haired woman squinted her eyes aggressively, glanced at Sakuragi Hitomi and Spencer beside him, then walked over and lightly hooked Yan Huan's shoulder, saying,

"Sorry, Yan Huan has to come to the store to work today, he can't accompany you today～"

Yan Huan, with Tong Yingying's arm around his shoulders, tensed slightly, glanced at Tong Yingying beside him, and then looked at the completely dumbfounded Sakuragi Hitomi ahead with an unnatural expression,

"Yes, that's indeed the case. Sorry, Sakuragi, Aria... hiss..."

At the mention of the name "Aria," Yan Huan felt Tong Yingying's grip on his shoulder tighten a bit.

He glanced at Tong Yingying, only to see her looking back with displeasure.

Damn, I forgot about this...

But now, Yan Huan suddenly remembered something.

Previously, he had said the same thing in front of Sakuragi Hitomi, but she didn't have any particular reaction, which made Yan Huan underestimate it.

Now that he thinks about it...

Yan Huan was slightly stunned and looked at Sakuragi Hitomi again.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Sakuragi Hitomi had been completely blown away, and he couldn't read any special information.

Meanwhile, Spencer, who had read so many books yet still didn't understand their twists, just sniffed her nose.

Joking, if she understood, she wouldn't need the modifier AI to help.

At this moment, she scrutinized the evil-smiling Tong Yingying in front of her and then glanced at Yan Huan...

Surprisingly, there was no smell of lies?

Then she revealed a puzzled expression...

Though instinctively still not very happy, she didn't know what to say, so she looked at Yan Huan with some sadness.

Indeed, Spencer's lie detector isn't foolproof.

Earlier, he thought that Tong Yingying might also be at school, so he had Meow-chan send a message to Tong Yingying using his phone.

He initially said he was going to work and decided he really wanted to work.

So that when Tong Yingying came to pick her up to the Tongyao Tavern, this turned into the truth.

As long as Yan Huan didn't say "I forgot earlier," he could hide it from Spencer.

Seeing this, Yan Huan confirmed his inner guess...

However, looking at Spencer's little gaze at this time, he suddenly felt guilty.

So, to alleviate this guilt, he comforted,

"Later, after reconciling with An Le, how about I treat you all to dinner in the South District?"

Faced with Yan Huan's consolation, Spencer's hair instantly lit up with a golden glow, seemingly some kind of warning.

However, under that golden glow, Spencer pondered for a moment but still, based on her feelings for Yan Huan, showed a cute smile,

"Um... okay!"

As soon as she spoke, her long hair, like golden horns, instantly dimmed.

Soon, they drooped lifelessly until they gradually returned to normal.

Phew...

At last, this was over.

This was no longer just Yan Huan's effort to avoid the knife and survive.

More importantly, An Le had only just warmed up a bit now; if he didn't refuse now, An Le might worsen.

By then, if he were to reenact a Tentacle Purgatory at Linmen...

"..."

Thinking this, Yan Huan glanced at Sakuragi Hitomi beside him again.

Before he could speak, Sakuragi Hitomi smiled first and waved her hand at Yan Huan, saying,

"So that's how it is, President, you worked hard... I'll take a car back for now. See you tomorrow, President."

"Ah..."

As a result, Yan Huan was instead made uneasy by her natural strike.

After speaking, Sakuragi Hitomi took another look at Tong Yingying beside Yan Huan, revealing a thoughtful expression before smiling and saying goodbye.

Thus, Sakuragi Hitomi and Spencer turned and left, and at the edge of the parking lot, only Yan Huan and Tong Yingying remained.

"Phew..."

Yan Huan let out a sigh of relief and looked gratefully at Tong Yingying beside him,

"Sister Tong, I'm immensely grateful, you saved my life! You're now a hero saving the world!"

Upon hearing this, Tong Yingying released Yan Huan's shoulder and said with a pout,

"Hehe, you better be saving the world. If I find out you use me as a wingwoman in your mess..."

At these words, Yan Huan gently grabbed Tong Yingying's wrist, placed it on his chest, and said seriously,

"Sister Tong, feel my chest, what do you feel?"

Tong Yingying also became serious, feeling and lightly pinching a few times, then solemnly said,

"Manly delicious pecs? Not sure, let me feel more..."

Yan Huan's face turned dark, and he pushed away her groping hand, having to ask himself and answer,

"What the... you should feel my pure heart!"

"Hehe, compared to that unseen and untouchable thing, I'd rather feel pecs."

Tong Yingying gave Yan Huan a sideways glance with displeasure, then once again hooked his shoulder.

Following that, she revealed an evil smile, taking out her car keys as she said,

"However, you haven't come to work for a long time. Today, you took the initiative to come over... hehe, today I won't let you off easily, be prepared... prepared to be all mine tonight..."

"Ah?"

At these words, Yan Huan was slightly stunned, involuntarily swallowing his saliva.

...

...

"Ah... I'm exhausted..."

That night, at Yan Huan's home.

Yan Huan, shirtless, lay on the bed, behind him, An Le, dressed in pajamas, had her hair done up and gently massaged the sore muscles on his back with her delicate hands.

Feeling the pair of soft hands caressing his back, Yan Huan let out a long breath and couldn't help but say,

"Is this heaven, An Le?"

"Eh eh?"

Upon hearing this, An Le's little face blushed slightly, but she continued pressing the muscles on Yan Huan's body,

"As long as Xiao Huan likes it..."