Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 188: A Bold Idea

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Zhang Yunjing’s inexplicable hostility toward him was puzzling.

Liu Zhiyue wasn’t particularly interested in figuring it out. He knew his approach wasn’t ideal, but it was the fastest way to distance himself from her.

Zhou Shiyan had no strong opinions about the seat change. To her, it was just a simple matter of switching seats and continuing her studies.

Since they were already familiar with each other, they didn’t exchange many words and simply focused on their work.

Whenever she encountered difficulties in math problems, Zhou Shiyan would ask Liu Zhiyue for help. They assisted each other, immersed in the vast ocean of knowledge.

By the window, a pair of eyes secretly observed them.

Their homeroom teacher was watching in hiding, his gaze fixed on the two students. Seeing how quickly they got into study mode and even engaged in serious discussions, he nodded in satisfaction.

It seemed Liu Zhiyue was right—sitting with Zhou Shiyan did improve his efficiency.

These two... had the potential to get into a top high school.

They were worth nurturing.

Time passed quickly.

Evening self-study came to an end.

As students trickled out of the classroom, only a few diligent ones remained to finish their work, while most chose to head home.

Liu Zhiyue and Zhou Shiyan also decided to leave.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yunjing, who had been secretly observing them all evening, quickly packed her things and followed them as they exited the classroom.

Like a secret agent in a spy film, she moved stealthily—hiding behind walls and corners, keeping her eyes on them.

However, by the time she reached the school gate, the two of them had vanished.

Standing at the entrance, she looked around in confusion but couldn’t find any trace of them. Frustrated, she eventually turned toward her home.

Liu Zhiyue had been waiting on the school field for a while before Zhou Shiyan emerged from the restroom. Only then did they leave the campus together.

They walked in silence.

As they moved further away from the school, the number of students around them dwindled. Their homes were in relatively remote areas, and the farther they walked, the fewer classmates remained in sight.

Eventually, it was just the two of them.

At this point, Zhou Shiyan finally spoke.

“I didn’t see Zhang Yunjing pinch you. Who left those marks on your arm?”

“I pinched myself.”

The night was cooler than the stifling daytime heat. Liu Zhiyue glanced at Zhou Shiyan, who was looking up at him slightly, and replied.

“Since the first day of school, she’s been glaring at me. I don’t know why, but I had a feeling she’d become a problem if it continued.”

“She ranked 11th in the entire school last semester.”

Liu Zhiyue frowned in confusion.

“And what does that have to do with her glaring at me?”

“You probably knocked her out of the top ten.”

“No way… just because of that?”

Liu Zhiyue was surprised. If she held a grudge over something so trivial, then Zhang Yunjing was seriously petty.

Looks like what he did today was the right move.

Sitting next to someone like her was too dangerous.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Liu Zhiyue glanced at Zhou Shiyan’s blank expression and, after a brief hesitation, asked,

“By the way, is Aunt Lan still making those… savory pancakes?”

“Yeah.”

Zhou Shiyan nodded.

“They’re much better than when she first started.”

“I see…”

Liu Zhiyue had tried Lan Yixian’s savory pancakes once when he escorted Zhou Shiyan home.

She was considering adding them to the breakfast menu.

But Liu Zhiyue wasn’t too optimistic. Maybe something was off with the technique, but to him, the taste didn’t live up to the name.

It was just mediocre—bland, even.

Perhaps Lan Yixian noticed this too, because she hadn’t started selling them yet.

Apparently, she was still refining the recipe.

As they walked, Liu Zhiyue suddenly stopped.

Zhou Shiyan, who had taken a few steps ahead, noticed he wasn’t following and turned around. She saw him staring at a nearby trash bin.

She approached him and softly asked,

“What’s wrong?”

“Did you hear that? Something’s making a noise.”

Saying this, Liu Zhiyue stepped toward the trash bin. The dim lighting made it hard to see, but he could vaguely make out a shape.

Behind the deep blue garbage bin, something with a small tail was wagging, accompanied by the occasional rustling sound.

Liu Zhiyue crouched down slowly.

Zhou Shiyan leaned in, bending slightly to take a look.

“Why is there a puppy here?”

“A stray, probably. It doesn’t look very big.”

As he spoke, Liu Zhiyue peered into the narrow gap between the trash bin and the wall, where a tiny figure was desperately trying to squeeze through.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and grabbed it.

The moment he touched the puppy, he realized it wasn’t as chubby as it looked. Its fluffy fur had been deceiving—beneath it, the little creature was quite thin.

Startled by his sudden grasp, the puppy flailed its four legs frantically, letting out sharp, pitiful cries.

Watching him hold the struggling pup, Zhou Shiyan patted his arm and said,

“Don’t hold it up like that. You’re scaring it.”

Reminded by her words, Liu Zhiyue gently set the puppy on the ground.

The moment its paws touched the pavement, it immediately tried to run. But since Liu Zhiyue still had a grip on it, it couldn’t escape.

Its cries echoed through the area, loud and desperate.

The puppy’s fur was mostly yellow with patches of black—clearly just a common stray. But there were no signs of a mother dog nearby.

It yelped and squirmed, struggling to break free from Liu Zhiyue’s grasp.

Zhou Shiyan crouched down beside it and slowly reached out, gently stroking its little head.

“Don’t be scared,” she murmured.

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Her voice seemed to have a magical effect—the puppy immediately stopped crying.

The tiny yellow-furred pup stared at Zhou Shiyan with its dark, round eyes.

Seeing how the puppy calmed down under her touch, Liu Zhiyue was surprised.

“Why did it suddenly stop?”

“You were holding it wrong. Of course, it was scared and uncomfortable.”

“Really?”

Releasing the puppy, Liu Zhiyue lifted his hand and sniffed it.

Luckily, it didn’t smell too bad.

He then wiped his hand on his pants a few times.

Just as he was about to speak to Zhou Shiyan again, he abruptly paused.

His words got stuck, like a broken record, as he found himself staring at her profile.

Her delicate face.

The gentle smile that was barely noticeable.

Her long, draped hair, as she reached out and stroked the puppy’s head. The dog, completely at ease, wagged its tail enthusiastically.

It was obvious—Zhou Shiyan really liked this little pup.

Liu Zhiyue watched.

And then, an idea formed in his mind.

A bold idea.