10: I'm living with my high school goddess teacher!

Ye Chen made a trip and personally completed the discharge procedures.

When he returned to the hospital lobby, Yi Yue had also packed her belongings.

“It's all done.” Ye Chen handed her the documents. “I'll drive you back.”

Yi Yue said softly, “Thank you, Ye Chen... I will find a way to repay that money to you.”

“Why are you being polite with me?”

Ye Chen smiled and casually took Father Yi's other arm. “Let's go!”

Before long.

The porsche drove into the community where Yi Yue rented an apartment.

Although this place wasn't as upscale as Zhao Shousong's area, it was quiet and secluded.

After parking the car, Ye Chen helped Yi Yue assist Father Yi upstairs and settled him in the bedroom to rest.

“Dad, lie down for a while.”

Yi Yue covered her father with a thin blanket, and after leaving the bedroom, she spoke softly to Ye Chen.

“We really owe you a lot today.”

“It's almost dinner time, why don't you...”

“Stay and have a simple meal with us? Let me show my gratitude!”

Ye Chen gave a hearty laugh. “Alright, then I'll trouble Teacher Yi.”

“Just call me Yueyue. You're not my student anymore.” Yi Yue's cheeks flushed slightly as she turned toward the kitchen. “We don't have much food at home, I'll just make something simple. Don't mind it.”

“I'll help you out.” Ye Chen rolled up his sleeves and got straight to work.

“The kitchen is a bit messy...”

“It's fine. When men and women work together, the work isn't tiring!”

The kitchen was small. With both of them inside, physical contact was inevitable when turning around.

Ye Chen was cutting meat nearby.

Yi Yue bent down to retrieve soy sauce from the cabinet.

She was wearing a pair of faded, fitted jeans.

As she bent over, the fabric tightly hugged her firm, rounded hips and long legs, outlining a full, curvaceous figure... The knife in Ye Chen's hand hung suspended in the air; for a moment, he forgot to move.

“Ye Chen, can you help me get the garlic...”

Just then, Yi Yue straightened up and turned her head. Before she finished speaking, she met his gaze.

Ye Chen panicked internally. His hand subconsciously pressed down, and the kitchen knife grazed the nail of his other hand.

“Be careful!” Yi Yue cried out.

“I'm fine, I'm fine!”

Ye Chen quickly steadied the knife, his heart pounding like a drum. He grabbed a clove of garlic. “This garlic skin is a bit slippery... You wanted garlic, right? It'll be ready soon!”

He lowered his head and started forcefully smashing the garlic, his ears burning hot. He cursed himself internally for being useless, nearly making a fool of himself in front of the goddess!

“Pfft~”

Seeing his flustered appearance, Yi Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ye Chen's ears grew even redder, and he chopped the garlic furiously.

Yi Yue remembered something and took the opportunity to ask, “Ye Chen, I heard Chen Bo mention before that you owe a lot of debt?”

She remembered.

Ye Chen's ex-wife was Hu Jing, who checked the room that night.

Today, she heard Chen Bo mention her best friend's husband, and she felt like something wasn't quite right... Hearing this, Ye Chen gave a self-deprecating smile.

Then.

While smashing garlic, he briefly recounted how he had encountered two perverts and his experience of “precisely alleviating poverty.”

“You're dealing with all that yourself... why did you still help me?” Yi Yue choked up.

She thought Ye Chen was just having a tough time, but she hadn't realized that not only was he deceived, but he was also burdened with such a debt.

Yet, when she was most helpless, this student, who could barely protect himself, repeatedly stepped in front of her without hesitation, even producing three hundred thousand yuan... She was both moved and distressed.

Ye Chen looked at Yi Yue's tear-streaked face, and as if possessed, he raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

“Because you are my Teacher Yi!”

“How could I just stand by and watch those scumbags bully you and Uncle?”

“Besides, I'm doing fine now, aren't I? Money can always be earned again!”

“The dish... the dish is burning.” Yi Yue hastily turned around, her ears secretly turning red, and she mumbled softly, “Idiot...”

Ye Chen withdrew his hand and happily continued to help.

Soon.

A simple meal of three dishes and one soup was served.

Ye Chen ate with great relish, constantly giving thumbs up. “Yueyue, it's a real shame you don't open a restaurant with your cooking skills!”

Yi Yue was slightly embarrassed by his praise and smiled lightly, looking down.

“It's not that good, just some simple home-cooked food.”

“Ahem... Yueyue has been a good cook since she was little. It's a pity she later went into teaching and ran into scumbags.” Father Yi sighed.

Ye Chen was speechless. Uncle was truly a conversational genius, killing the mood instantly... See?

The atmosphere became awkward.

After the meal, Father Yi, having just recovered from a serious illness, returned to his room early to rest.

Only the two of them remained in the living room.

Ye Chen was just thinking it was time to say goodbye when he saw Yi Yue, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly turn pale and clutch her lower abdomen.

In an instant.

She was drenched in sweat from the pain, and her beautiful hair clung messily to her pale neck... Ye Chen rushed forward and held her shoulders. “Yueyue, what's wrong? Where does it hurt?”

Yi Yue curled up on the sofa in pain, her fingers pressing tightly below her abdomen.

“My lower abdomen feels heavy and painful.”

“Does this happen often? Especially in the few days before your period?” Ye Chen asked while taking her pulse.

Yi Yue nodded. “Mhm... it happens every time, for several years now. It's nothing serious.”

“This is Cold Qi Stagnation, coupled with poor circulation of Qi and blood in the pelvis.”

Ye Chen squatted down and looked up at her. “I know a bit of massage technique that can help relieve it. Want to try?”

The pain intensified in waves, and Yi Yue couldn't bear it, so she bit her lip and softly hummed “Mhm.”

Ye Chen helped her lie down on the sofa and sat beside her.

Then.

He pulled her jeans down slightly before placing his palm on her lower abdomen, slowly circulating his internal energy and emitting Qi.

Yi Yue's body stiffened slightly, then she felt a warm current flow in, causing her tense nerves and muscles to involuntarily relax.

Following the techniques from the Inheritance, Ye Chen's fingertips, carrying a flow of Qi, gently circled and pressed around acupoints like the Sea of Qi on her lower abdomen.

“Mmm...”

Yi Yue couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan, then turned her head away, her cheeks crimson.

Noticing Yi Yue's embarrassment.

Ye Chen kept his hands moving and found a topic to talk about. “Speaking of which, the lease on the place I rented is about to expire. The landlord's son needs it for his wedding, and I'm worried about finding a new place.”

Hearing this, Yi Yue turned her face to look at him.

“You need to find a place?”

“Yeah, a suitable place is hard to find. It's either too far or too expensive.” Ye Chen gave a wry smile.

Yi Yue was silent for a moment, then suddenly opened her eyes.

“How about...”

“You move in here with me?”

“There's an empty room at home anyway, it's just been sitting vacant.”

“And you can save on rent.”

“Besides, my dad just recovered. When I go to work, I'll be worried about him...”

Ye Chen's fingers paused, and his heart pounded wildly.

Living with the goddess teacher from high school?

The image was too beautiful; he dared not even imagine it... “That... wouldn't that be inconvenient?” He tried to sound calm.

Yi Yue gave him a slight reproachful look. “You lent me three hundred thousand yuan, and I can't pay it back yet. Is it wrong for me to let you save some rent?”

Ye Chen was secretly delighted. “Okay, then I'll move over tomorrow!”

Yi Yue said nothing more, but the gloom that had shrouded her for days seemed to have dissipated considerably.

Her lower abdomen grew warmer under Ye Chen's massage, the pain gradually faded, and a strong sense of exhaustion washed over her like a tide.

She gently closed her eyes and mumbled vaguely, “Ye Chen, thank you...”

She had actually fallen asleep just like that.

Looking at Yi Yue's peaceful sleeping face, Ye Chen stopped his movements, pulled the thin blanket nearby, and gently covered her.

“She truly lives up to being the Goddess Teacher...”

“Even after a few years, she still makes one want to protect her.”

Just then, the phone on the coffee table buzzed, and the screen lit up.

The caller ID was clearly labeled with four characters: Worse Than A Beast!

Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh wryly.

He didn't need to guess; it had to be Zhao Shousong.

He glanced at the sleeping Yi Yue, not wanting to wake her, and took the phone to the balcony to answer.

As soon as the call connected.

Zhao Shousong's furious voice immediately came roaring through.

“Yi Yue! You slut! Don't think you're fine just because that little punk is protecting you!”

“I'm telling you, this isn't over!”

“Chen Bo might not dare touch you, but I have plenty of ways to deal with you!”

“Three hundred thousand? That's just the principal!”

“If you don't pay me back five hundred thousand! One million! Five million! I'll make sure you and your deadbeat father can't survive in Xiamen City!”

Ye Chen listened expressionlessly. Only when the shouting on the other end paused did he calmly ask, “Are you done talking?”

Silence fell on the other end. Zhao Shousong exclaimed in surprise, “Ye Chen? Why is it you? Where is Yi Yue???”

“Yueyue, well...”

Ye Chen deliberately drew out his tone. “She's too tired; she just fell asleep. If you have anything, call back tomorrow.”

“Fell asleep?!”

“What time is it that she's already asleep?”

Various suggestive images instantly flashed through Zhao Shousong's mind, and he completely lost control.

“Did you two f*cking sleep together...”

Before he could finish, Ye Chen directly pressed the hang-up button.