Student, do you want your teacher to be strict with you?

Chapter 59 Student, do you want your teacher to be strict with you?

Jiang Huiyuan's heart skipped a beat when she saw the few strands of hair in front of her, but she put on a surprised expression and stared at Jiang Yongtai with wide eyes in disbelief.

"It's just the four of us! Oppa, have you ever brought other women home?!"

Hey, what's that woman's hair doing here? Are you really a Shiba Inu? You're shedding too!

Jiang Yongtai saw through her lie immediately. Cui Yena's resentful gaze, coupled with the few strands of orange-red hair on the pillow—

Putting the two things together, the answer was crystal clear. He sighed and withdrew his hand.

"You met Sana yesterday, right? What's she doing here?"

Seeing that he had already guessed, Jiang Huiyuan simply put on a different expression, pouted, turned her head to the side, and muttered something under her breath.

"How was I supposed to know what she was doing here? — It's all Oppa's fault, he hasn't changed his password in so long!"

It was impossible for her to relay what Sana Minatozaki said to Kang Young-tae.

That woman still has feelings for Oppa, otherwise why would she say those things!

Oppa is the same—if he really let go, how come he still has her room, her things, and hasn't even changed the password after two years?

If I tell them everything that happened tonight, what if they get back together? Wouldn't that be helping them get back together?

Jiang Yongtai frowned, and could roughly guess that Minatozaki Sana had come to pick up something, since she had said outside the barbecue restaurant that she would come to pick it up when she had time.

I just didn't expect her to come over without saying a word, just like Jiang Huiyuan. It seems she had a fight with Huiyuan.

Jiang Huiyuan grew angrier the more she thought about it, and turned around to stare into his eyes.

"Oppa, when are you going to change your password?!"

Jiang Yongtai was forced to step back a little by her and reached out to touch her forehead.

"Didn't I tell you? This is between her and me, you shouldn't interfere."

Okay, you're saying that to me too!

Jiang Huiyuan slapped his hand away, snorting heavily, and crossed her arms, turning her face to the side.

"I don't care, who cares! Oppa, I hate you!"

Jiang Yongtai was taken aback.

The scene before me overlapped with our last argument, but last time Jiang Huiyuan was faking it; this time, it was real.

He simply couldn't understand what deep-seated hatred existed between Huiyuan and Minatozaki Sana, and why Huiyuan would get so angry every time she was mentioned.

Seeing her slightly trembling shoulders, Jiang Yongtai sighed inwardly, stood up, and walked around to the other side of the sofa.

Jiang Huiyuan immediately turned her face to the other side, refusing to let him see.

Jiang Yongtai tried several times without success, so he had to resort to his old trick: he took out his phone, turned on the front camera, and handed it over.

Her face was reflected on the screen. She was biting her lip, and her eyes were much redder than when she was faking her tears. Her nostrils were flaring slightly, and a few drops of water that she had been trying so hard to squeeze out were finally hanging on her lower eyelashes.

She snatched the phone from Jiang Yongtai's hand, finally turning her head away, but still stubbornly glaring at him, refusing to say a single soft word.

"Oppa, what are you doing! I hate you!"

Looking at that little face that was clearly on the verge of collapse but was still trying to hold on, Jiang Yongtai's heart softened completely.

He took two tissues, sat down on the floor at her feet, gently wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, and chuckled, "Hmm, it's raining now."

When Jiang Huiyuan heard him still teasing her, the corners of her mouth completely turned down, and she threw herself forward and crashed into his arms, burying her face in his shoulder and sobbing.

Jiang Yongtai staggered from the impact, put his arm around her shoulder, and gently patted her back.

"Oh my god, you're so old and still crying like that? You get all worked up over a couple of arguments with me?"

Jiang Huiyuan wiped her tears on his shoulder, looked up, sniffled, and glared at him with a wronged expression.

"It's all because of Oppa, he's always arguing with me about a woman from the past—"

"Huiyuan".

"Don't call me! Go find that wicked woman!"

Anyway, nothing I say works. I told you I hate her, but you wouldn't listen. I told you to change your password, but you wouldn't change it either.

"Jiang Huiyuan".

She stopped because Jiang Yongtai rarely called her by her full name; the last time he did was when he was angry about Quan Enfei.

But this time there was no anger in his voice, only the tenderness he showed when she fell and cried on the ground after scraping her knee as a child, and he knelt down and called her name.

"I'm not speaking up for Sana, I just want to ask, what did she do to you that makes you hate her so much?"

It's not about what happened between me and her, it's about you.

Jiang Huiyuan looked into his earnest eyes and spoke after a long while, her voice muffled, unlike the fearless Jiang Huiyuan she usually was.

"—She didn't do anything to me."

She sniffed. "She just stole you away!"

Jiang Yongtai's hand, which was supporting her shoulder, trembled slightly, but he did not interrupt her.

"Oppa, you've always given in to me since I was little. When I was three, I asked for a brother, and you came—"

When I was in art high school, I said I was tired, and you would come running over after school and sneak out to play with me and Ruina—carrying my favorite crucian carp cakes with you.

Her voice trembled more and more.

"But after she came, you were no longer mine; you only had eyes for her!"

I told you I got into the top three in my quiz for the first time and wanted to stay at your place for the night, but you said it wasn't possible today because Sana Minatozaki's overseas trip was over and you two were going to meet.

I told you I didn't like her, and that she bullied me when you couldn't see me, but you didn't believe me. You thought I was just throwing a tantrum and wanted me to give in to her!

Why? I'm the younger sister, she's older than me!

Tears streamed down her face, landing on Jiang Yongtai's trouser leg.

"You two have already broken up, why is she coming back?"

She raised her arm and wiped her eyes forcefully, then broke free from his hand on her shoulder and stood up to leave, but Jiang Yongtai reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Let go."

"Huiyuan".

I said let go!

Jiang Huiyuan shook off his hand and turned around, her face a mess of tears.

She doesn't look like him at all, but her angry expression is exactly the same as his.

Jiang Yongtai looked at her face, feeling as if something was stuck in his throat.

He stood up, pulled her over, and pressed her face against his shoulder.

Jiang Huiyuan struggled for a moment, then grabbed the back of his shirt and finally burst into tears.

Jiang Yongtai gently patted her back, and only spoke softly after she had finished crying.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know those things would make you think you were going to lose me—"

But Sana didn't do anything wrong before the breakup. I was the one who initiated the breakup and didn't give her a choice.

Jiang Huiyuan tightened her grip on his shirt slightly, but remained silent.

"You're right, I didn't lose any of those things, but I'm not waiting for her to come back—"

I made the decision without saying anything to her, and I owe her an apology.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, no one will take me away. Huiyuan is unique to me."

Jiang Huiyuan trembled, then stared blankly as she lifted her head from his shoulder, her eyes red, but she still managed to glare at him.

"—Oppa, don't think I'll forgive you just because you said that!"

"What will it take for you to forgive me?"

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yongtai knew she was alright and asked with a smile.

She lowered her head and sniffled several times. "Come shopping with me, buy me clothes!"

Sometimes, a woman's anger lasts only a moment. What she wants isn't the result, but rather the experience of you comforting her.

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner again."

"We also need to invite Eunbi unnie... Hmm... never mind! Let's skip it today, we'll invite her next time!"

"Okay, you decide."

Jiang Huiyuan then released her grip on his shirt, and rubbed her eyes hard with her fingers to wipe away the remaining tear stains.

She suddenly stopped, her gaze fixed on his shirt collar.

There was a faint red stain there, like a smudge, but she knew it wasn't.

Jiang Huiyuan's lips slowly pursed up, her finger pointing at the collar.

"Oppa, whose lipstick is this?!"

"Well----"

Jiang Yongtai glanced down but couldn't see anything clearly. He guessed that it was left by Mina last night.

He paused, about to speak, when Jiang Huiyuan already turned her mouth down.

"Forget it, I don't want to know anymore."

Who else could it be but another "new bad woman" from the Japanese LINE group!

She reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him toward the bedroom.

"Give Oppa ten minutes to shower and change, I'm hungry!"

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Jiang Huiyuan pouted and began to unbutton his shirt.

Jiang Yongtai grabbed her hand somewhat awkwardly.

"I can do it myself. You go outside and wait for me."

"No, Oppa's clothes are dirty, I'll take them to wash."

Jiang Huiyuan clicked her tongue, as if annoyed that he had disturbed her rare moment of diligence, and broke free from his hand to finish unbuttoning the last button.

With her shirt open, she looked at Jiang Yongtai's exposed abs and raised an eyebrow.

Why does this "unfaithful husband" oppa have to get such a great physique? Doesn't he know there are many bad women out there?

She lowered her head and curiously poked his abs with a finger, a smile playing on her lips.

But Jiang Yongtai grabbed her restless finger, and she coughed and pulled her hand back, urging him to take off his clothes quickly.

Jiang Yongtai had no choice but to reluctantly take the shirt off his shoulders and hand it to her.

Jiang Huiyuan took the shirt, her gaze lingering on him for a moment longer, before saying "Hurry up and wash, Oppa" and turning to slip out, making sure to close the bedroom door behind her.

Jiang Yongtai walked to the bathroom door, looked down at the pants he was still wearing, and wondered to himself.

Why didn't Huiyuan wait for him to go into the bathroom before taking off her pants and handing them out for her to wash together? What does it mean to only wash a shirt?

By the time Kang Young-tae and Kang Hye-won picked up their car at Gimpo Airport and arrived at Yongsan IParkMa, it was already past 7 p.m.

The two parked their car underground. Jiang Huiyuan put on her mask and took Jiang Yongtai's hand as soon as she got out of the car. He tried to pull away but couldn't, so he let her have her way.

Anyway, even if they get photographed, they can just issue a statement saying they're siblings and that's it. Unlike before when they were dating Minatozaki Sana, they didn't have to hide everything they did.

"I thought you were going to Myeongdong, Hyundai, or Hongdae. Why did you come to Yongsan?"

Jiang Huiyuan rolled her eyes at him.

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"Oppa, what do you know, you black-and-white warrior? This is the place where girls buy the most clothes and cosmetics."

She pulled his arm toward the elevator, her voice muffled from beneath her mask.

"From the first to the fifth floor, you can find everything a girl could want. If you get tired of shopping, you can eat or watch a movie. It's so much better than places like Myeongdong, which are only for tourists!"

Jiang Yongtai opened his mouth, but found that he really didn't have anything to refute.

His wardrobe only contained timeless black, white, and gray, and most of them were bought for him by Jiang Huiyuan with the money he gave her.

The elevator doors opened just then, and the two stepped inside. Jiang Huiyuan raised her hand and pressed the button for the fourth floor.

Jiang Yongtai glanced at his watch. "It's getting late, shouldn't we eat first before shopping?"

"No way! It'll be too tiring to go shopping after eating. We need to shop until we're tired before we eat!"

Jiang Huiyuan tilted her head back and wrinkled her nose at him.

She herself had forgotten how long it had been since she had gone shopping with her oppa. Since she had such a rare opportunity, of course she had to give it her all!

The shops on the fourth floor are all designer brands, and their prices are much higher than those in ordinary shopping malls.

Jiang Huiyuan's eyes lit up as she looked at the dazzling array of shop windows on both sides, but after taking a few steps, she hesitated and slowed down, somewhat worried about Jiang Yongtai's wallet.

She has already settled her own accounts several times and is self-sufficient with a small amount of savings. However, to protect Oppa's pride, she cautiously said, "Never mind, Oppa, let's go to the third floor. There's nothing to see here."

Jiang Yongtai saw through her little scheme and smiled.

"Don't worry about me. I made some money in the stock market at the end of the year, and my salary is pretty good now. I said it was to apologize to you, so just choose boldly."

In fact, Kang Young-tae's starting salary is only 3.5 million won per month. After deducting necessary expenses, he can only save about 1 million won a month. He can only make a little money by speculating in stocks.

Fortunately, I found a reliable apartment for rent, and I've already paid off the car loan; otherwise, I would be even more strapped for cash.

In South Korea, the salary and benefits for PDs (Producers) vary greatly.

Take tvN as an example. Top PDs like Na Young-seok earned a total of 4 billion won in salary and bonuses in 2018, with an average monthly income of around 100 million won, but bonuses made up the majority of the income.

The monthly salary of a regular PD is between 2.3 million and 4.7 million Korean won, and salary increases are as slow as a tortoise crawling.

For someone like Jiang Yongtai to earn this much monthly salary right after joining the company is quite impressive compared to his peers.

Moreover, as long as "Love by Transfer" progresses smoothly, the lead PD's salary will rise to another level.

"Then I'll just pick whatever I like. I'll buy a gift for Oppa too~"

Jiang Huiyuan happily shook the arm she was holding.

Jiang Yongtai was slightly taken aback. The soft touch on his arm made him stiffen for a moment, realizing once again how well his younger sister had developed. He then tried to pull his arm away.

"Huiyuan, let me go, or people will misunderstand."

"So what? Let them misunderstand. They're just jealous that Oppa has such a beautiful girl accompanying him shopping!"

Jiang Huiyuan didn't take it seriously. Instead, she hugged him even tighter, raised her other hand to her face, tilted her head, and winked at Jiang Yongtai.

She then lowered her eyes, the light in them dimming, and said dejectedly, "Or... Oppa, you don't want Hye-won anymore?"

"When did I say that? It's just that we're all grown up now—"

Jiang Yongtai twitched the corner of his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, Jiang Huiyuan grabbed him and pulled him forward.

"No, not just! I've decided, let's go to that one first!"

She knew, of course, that he was about to ramble on about "getting too old to act like a child," so she quickly cut him off, pulling him toward the shop ahead and not giving him a chance to finish his sentence.

The store is small, with a faint woody scent in the air, warm lighting, and a limited selection of clothes on the racks, giving it a minimalist feel.

Standing in the store, Jiang Yongtai felt that his gray hoodie was out of place with everything around him.

Jiang Huiyuan, on the other hand, felt right at home. She let go of his arm and walked straight to the row of newly released spring styles in the middle.

Her fingers paused on an oatmeal-colored dress, then moved to the hazy blue wide-leg pantsuit next to it, her eyes already lighting up.

Unlike in Myeongdong, the sales assistants in this store don't swarm around customers as soon as they see them. They simply wait quietly to the side until the customer shows a clear interest before approaching to introduce the product.

While Jiang Huiyuan was picking out clothes, Jiang Yongtai casually picked up a white turtleneck sleeveless knitted vest from the rack next to him, glanced at the price tag, and nodded to himself.

It seems that the money I made in the stock market is just a drop in the ocean when it comes to today's expenses.

Jiang Huiyuan turned around, intending to ask him what he thought of the clothes in her hand, but saw him holding a piece of clothing in a daze.

A glint flashed in her eyes. She put down the clothes she was holding, quietly walked over, stood behind him, tiptoed, and asked mischievously, "Oppa, who do you imagine wearing this outfit right now?"

Jiang Yongtai was startled by her and turned to look at her with annoyance.

"Could you please stop talking to me behind my back?"

Jiang Huiyuan laughed, but she wasn't going to let him off the hook, and pressed on, "It's clearly because Oppa is too timid. Oppa hasn't even said who he was thinking about just now?"

Jiang Yongtai had only picked it up casually to look at it, without any specific object in mind.

But when she asked twice, Mina's face popped into her head, and she started imagining what she would look like wearing that dress.

Her light golden hair cascaded down her back, and her two smooth arms formed a large heart shape in front of him.

Seeing that he was actually starting to think about it, Jiang Huiyuan instantly wiped the smile off her face, frowned, snatched the clothes from his hand, and asked sarcastically, "You're thinking about it very seriously, Oppa! How about I try it out so Oppa can feel it more directly?"

"—Uh, no need."

Jiang Yongtai touched his nose.

I had already seen it all in my imagination, so I didn't need Jiang Huiyuan's help.

But it seems he's never given Nan-chan any clothes before. Should we ask Hui-yuan to help pick out a few?

Her eye for clothes is definitely better than mine.

Jiang Huiyuan noticed that his gaze was clearly not on her, but on the women's clothing beside her, and her cheeks bulged out under her mask.

You dare to think about other women while shopping with me? You don't treat your sister like a sister at all!

She angrily stomped on Jiang Yongtai's foot, then turned to the shop assistant next to her and politely asked, "Excuse me, where is the fitting room?"

The shop assistant pointed in a direction and led her to the fitting room.

Jiang Yongtai watched her retreating figure, then glanced down at the shoes that had been stepped on, wondering what kind of temper this girl was throwing this time.

However, while she was changing clothes, I could take a look and see if there was anything suitable for Nan-chan according to my own taste.

He looked around the store again, his gaze landing on a V-neck black dress, then glancing at the camisole hanging next to it.

The shop assistant then came over and bowed slightly.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

"For these two items, I'm 165cm tall, very slim, and have fair skin. What size should I choose?"

Jiang Huiyuan was unaware that Jiang Yongtai was already outside picking out clothes for Mingjing Nan.

She turned to look in the mirror in the fitting room, frowned slightly, and thought it looked alright, but something felt missing—

She gathered her loose long hair with her hands, loosely tied it into a ponytail at the back of her head, nodded at herself in the mirror, but was still not quite satisfied.

His gaze then fell on the bag on the chair next to him, and his eyes lit up.

Got it!

Jiang Yongtai was completely unaware of the power struggle taking place in the fitting room.

The shop assistant next to him listened to his needs, glanced in the direction of the fitting room, and smiled politely.

"Sir, your girlfriend's figure seems a little different from what you described. Why don't we discuss it after she comes out?"

Jiang Yongtai followed her gaze to the fitting room, realizing she had misunderstood, and waved his hand with a smile.

"I'm not talking about her, she's not my girlfriend, she's just my—"

"Oppa~"

Jiang Yongtai looked in the direction of the sound, and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.

Jiang Huiyuan took off her mask and stood in the warm light at the entrance of the fitting room, a slight smile on her face.

"Oppa, am I pretty?"

She changed back into the same clothes, pairing them with the loose gray trousers she had worn earlier, which balanced the fitted look of the top, giving her a relaxed and casual vibe.

Her hair was casually pinned up at the back of her head with a hair clip from her bag, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears. She wore thin-rimmed glasses that had just finished the last stroke of her makeup, making her look gentle, calm, aloof, and intellectual.

She pushed up her glasses, her smile vanished, she tilted her chin up slightly, and lowered her voice, deliberately speaking in a seductive tone.

"Student, answer me, teacher—is it pretty?"

Jiang Yongtai looked at her, who was completely different from her usual self, and was speechless for a moment.

The shop assistant next to them tactfully stepped back and turned to tidy up the clothes rack.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Jiang Huiyuan pouted and walked towards him until they were only half a step apart.

"Student, can't you hear me? Say it well!"

"Huiyuan, are you still going to play?"

Jiang Yongtai was speechless. Why was this girl suddenly playing a role-playing game with him?

"Students, calling the teacher by their first name will result in a deduction of academic credits!"

Jiang Huiyuan took off her glasses and gently tapped his forehead with the temple of her glasses.

Jiang Yongtai opened his mouth, but when he met her bright eyes that seemed to say, "I'll continue if you don't say it looks good," he had no choice but to give in.

"—It looks very good."

Jiang Huiyuan then smiled, put her glasses back on her nose, and put on that cool and intellectual expression again, but this time she couldn't hold back and the corners of her mouth turned up.

She put her hands behind her back, looked up at him, and spoke in a very soft voice.

"This outfit suits me perfectly, doesn't it?"

Jiang Yongtai looked at her bright eyes, smiled, and reached out to rub her head.

"It suits you very well, like you've read a lot of books."

"Oppa!"

Jiang Huiyuan glared at him with displeasure, but the corners of her mouth were still turned up.

"Looks like Oppa wants to experience Teacher Jiang's strict teaching tonight~"

Strict teaching? What on earth does this girl watch in her dorm all day?!

Jiang Yongtai frowned, his tone becoming serious.

"Stop playing around, do you like this outfit? If you like it, I'll buy it."

"Okay, I like it very much, I'll take this one first."

Jiang Huiyuan stuck out her tongue, knowing that too much of a good thing can be bad; teasing him occasionally was enough.

She ignored him and turned to look at her outfit in the mirror again.

But as she looked, her fingers rose up, and her fingertips gently brushed across her chest.

Beneath the white knitted fabric, the outline of the black lingerie she was wearing today was faintly visible.

Oppa probably didn't notice, right? You're so blind!

As she was thinking, she caught a glimpse of the shop assistant arranging clothes racks next to her in the mirror. Suddenly remembering something, she put down her hands, turned around, and looked at Jiang Yongtai who was waiting.

"By the way, Oppa, what were you saying to the clerk just now? If you weren't talking about me—then who were you talking about?"

Jiang Yongtai scratched his head, his smile becoming guilty.

Jiang Huiyuan looked at his caught-in-the-foul expression, and her eyes behind her glasses slowly narrowed.