94: Chapter 94 My legs are a little numb... Yes, my legs are numb.

Seeing her pitiful, frightened appearance, the hearts of the women nearby softened again.

Su Yingxue said softly, "Little sister, don't be afraid."

"As long as you change in the future, nothing will happen."

"Look, my husband sees that you are willing to reform, so he isn't hitting you anymore, and he's even willing to teach you, right?"

"That's right, a child who realizes their mistake and corrects it is a good child," Shen Youqing added gently.

Chen Yuwei teased with a smile, "And your talent is so good; if you Cultivate well, you will definitely be as amazing as my husband in the future!"

Being comforted and praised by this group of beautiful and gentle older sisters, Qiao Shiyu's lingering fear and sense of grievance were gradually replaced by a warm feeling.

Her nature was actually not bad; she had simply been spoiled too much since childhood and lacked proper guidance and discipline.

Today's "unforgettable" lesson, combined with Lin Yun's subsequent guidance and warnings, made her truly realize her mistakes and the serious consequences they could have brought for the first time.

She raised her head, looked at Lin Yun with her swollen eyes, and then looked at his wives beside him.

A serious expression appeared on her little face, and she said again solemnly and sincerely:

"I'm sorry... Brother Lin Yun, and all the older sisters... I... I was wrong before."

"I will definitely change in the future!"

"I won't drive recklessly, I won't curse at people, and I won't hit people for no reason..."

This time, her apology lacked the humiliation and coercion of before, appearing much more sincere.

Upstairs, inside the office.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Shen Qingqiu took in the whole scene downstairs.

She saw Qiao Shiyu looking at Lin Yun with an earnest apology and even a hint of conviction in her eyes.

The corners of her mouth, which had been tense, finally curved slightly upward in a gratified arc.

"This little girl... finally seems to have grown up a little bit."

Downstairs, after exchanging a few more simple words and swapping Communicator numbers—which Qiao Shiyu had initiated—Lin Yun left with his wives.

They still needed to continue touring the campus, and it was getting late.

Watching Lin Yun's group walk away, Qiao Shiyu stood in place, rubbed her still-aching bottom, and winced.

But soon, her attention was caught by the new friend avatar on her Communicator.

She couldn't help but take out her Communicator, tap on Lin Yun's simple avatar and name, and look at it again and again.

In the short time it took for the elevator to ascend, she secretly checked it several more times.

"Ding—"

The elevator reached the top floor.

Qiao Shiyu limped out of the elevator.

She had intended to hop and skip toward her aunt's office, but the moment she jumped, it aggravated her injury.

It hurt so much that she hissed, and she immediately switched to walking quickly with small steps, her posture having a rather "ladylike" awkwardness.

Pushing open the office's heavy solid wood door, Qiao Shiyu saw her aunt, Shen Qingqiu, sitting upright behind the large desk, looking down at a light screen, apparently handling official business.

"Auntie~"

She called out sweetly, her voice hoarse from having just cried, but filled more with the relaxation and playfulness of seeing a relative.

Shen Qingqiu raised her head, her gaze landing on her.

Seeing her black leather jacket and skirt, messy silver twin tails, swollen eyes, and obviously unnatural gait, a flash of realization crossed her eyes.

But she feigned ignorance, knitting her beautiful brows, and said with a tone of reproach:

"Shiyu, why are you... dressed like this?"

"When did you dye your hair this color?"

"And these clothes... they're neither fish nor fowl, what kind of look is this?"

Qiao Shiyu subconsciously looked down at her outfit—which she thought was very cool and trendy—and pouted.

Lin Yun had also just said that her outfit didn't look good, like some "delinquent girl."

Although she didn't know exactly what "delinquent girl" meant, she could clearly feel his disapproval and dislike from his tone.

Now, even her aunt, who was usually fashionable and open-minded, was saying the same thing...

"This... this is the latest popular style in Tianshui City..." she defended herself quietly, but her confidence was clearly lacking.

"Popularity doesn't mean it looks good, and it certainly doesn't suit you," Shen Qingqiu said, putting down her electronic pen and leaning back in her chair. "As a young girl, wouldn't it be better to dress cleanly and elegantly?"

"Oh... I know..." Qiao Shiyu, for once, didn't talk back and obediently replied, "I'll change it when I go back later."

A flash of surprise crossed Shen Qingqiu's eyes.

Had this little girl changed her nature today? She was actually this obedient?

It seemed the "education" downstairs had been even more effective than she had anticipated.

"Come over and sit." Shen Qingqiu pointed to the sofa nearby.

Qiao Shiyu said "Oh," walked over, and subconsciously went to sit down carelessly like she usually did—

"Ouch!"

The moment her bottom touched the soft sofa cushion, a sharp pain made her jump up as if she'd been pricked by a needle!

Shen Qingqiu suppressed her laughter and asked, feigning confusion, "What's wrong? Could there be thorns on Auntie's sofa?"

"N-no!" Qiao Shiyu's little face flushed red instantly, and she waved her hands hurriedly, her eyes darting away.

"It's just... I've been sitting for too long, my legs are a little numb... Yes, my legs are numb!"

How could she dare to say that her bottom was bruised and she couldn't sit down! That would be too embarrassing!

To hide her embarrassment and also to achieve her goal, she immediately leaned close to Shen Qingqiu, affectionately hugged her arm, and began to act like a spoiled brat, using a voice so sweet it was sickening:

"Auntie~ My most beautiful, most amazing auntie~"

"Please~ Help me open the permissions for the Combat Technique Analysis Hall~ I want to go practice Combat Techniques~"

Feeling the soft touch on her arm and the sickeningly sweet voice, Shen Qingqiu felt both amused and helpless.

She finally completely understood why her sister and brother-in-law were so thoroughly wrapped around this little girl's finger.

Besides being the youngest and only girl in the family, and thus exceptionally spoiled, this little girl did indeed have the capital to be so.

She was cute and delicate, and when she acted spoiled, she was so sweet and soft—who wouldn't like her? Who wouldn't spoil her?

It was precisely this excessive doting that had caused her to slowly become lawless outside.

"That won't do." Shen Qingqiu deliberately straightened her face, adopting a professional attitude.

"You haven't officially enrolled yet, so according to the rules, you cannot use the university's internal Advanced Cultivation facilities."

"Once school starts, you will naturally have the corresponding permissions and credits."

"Auntie~ Please~ I know you love me the most~"

"Just this once~ Just open the permissions for one afternoon~ Please~"

Qiao Shiyu shook her arm, her big eyes blinking, seemingly filled with rippling tears.

"No means no, and rules are rules." Shen Qingqiu remained unmoved.

Seeing this, Qiao Shiyu immediately upgraded her spoiled-brat tactics, resting her head on Shen Qingqiu's shoulder and rubbing against it, her voice becoming even more coquettish:

"Auntie~ I know you're the best~ You're the most reasonable~"

"Can you bear to watch your cute niece being constantly mocked and beaten down by that annoying Bai Lulu just because I don't have permission?"

"Auntie~ You love me the most~ Please help me~"