Momo Ling continued on her own, her tone soft and ingratiating, "It seems like you are quite busy, teacher. I will put the food into the thermal box first, and you can eat after you’re finished with your work." Content originally comes from noᴠelfire.net
Li Qingshen stopped his busy work, turned his head, and swept a look toward Momo Ling with a detached gaze.
Momo Ling immediately smiled at Li Qingshen, squinting her eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly on her fair skin, like the wings of a butterfly, "Teacher, but you still need to eat on time. It’s good for your health. Health is the capital of revolution. I would be very sad if you exhausted yourself."
Li Qingshen just silently watched for a while, his expression unchanging. He put the pen in his hand aside and slowly stood up, finally speaking.
"Yesterday, why didn’t you come?"
Momo Ling felt a load off her mind when Li Qingshen finally started talking to her.
Her tone grew even softer, "I got held up with some matters yesterday, so I didn’t come."
Li Qingshen fell silent again.
His eyes set straight on Momo Ling.
His gaze was very calm.
Calm to a somewhat frightening extent.
Momo Ling felt a bit panicky inside, and looking at Li Qingshen, she quickly admitted her mistake, "Teacher, I was wrong. If I can’t come in the future due to other matters, I will call you in advance."
Li Qingshen’s slender brows slightly raised. He didn’t speak, just continued to gaze at Momo Ling.
The brilliant golden sunlight from the window cast fragmented light on his handsome face, a scene that looked like something out of every schoolgirl’s dream—unbelievably beautiful.
A faint fragrance filled the air, the scent of shower gel, refreshing yet clean, profound yet shallow.
Momo Ling couldn’t discern his expression whether it was anger or calmness.
After a moment’s thought, she continued to explain softly, "Teacher, I embarrassed you the day before yesterday, so yesterday I didn’t dare to see you and stayed home to write a self-criticism."
While speaking, Momo Ling took out her self-criticism letter.
Of course, she wouldn’t tell him that the main reason she hadn’t come to the villa yesterday was because she went to see Lu Niange, dealing with the last obstacle in her heart.
Li Qingshen was just her teacher, not her friend, nor someone very close to her; she didn’t want to share her hurt and pain with unrelated people!
Li Qingshen stared at the paper in Momo Ling’s hand, and his mind flashed back to the scene from that CD, a flicker of anger once again igniting deep in his eyes.
She clearly went to see Lu Niange, yet she told him she was at home writing a self-criticism!
Li Qingshen’s tall figure moved slowly toward Momo Ling, his body cool yet elegant, his entire demeanor emitting a refined quality that made it hard to look at him directly.
He reached Momo Ling and with a touch of sarcasm in his faint eyes, brushed over her self-criticism and spoke in a measured tone, "I gave you a chance, but you didn’t seize it. You may leave. Don’t come here anymore!"
Momo Ling hadn’t anticipated such a grave outcome.
Li Qingshen actually asked her to leave, not allowing her to be his student any longer.
Momo Ling’s eyes clearly panics as she involuntarily opened her mouth to speak, but Li Qingshen slammed the door shut.
Momo Ling didn’t leave; she stayed squatting at Li Qingshen’s doorstep, knowing that this time, Li Qingshen was truly angry!