"Teacher, what's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy? Has menopause hit you?" Deng Tianxin asked curiously, hugging Bibi Dong from behind.
He did not know what was going on, but lately, his teacher had not given him a single pleasant look.
Whenever she saw him, she merely snorted coldly, leaving him thoroughly puzzled.
Could menopause really have hit her?
"Menopause?" Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned cold. She did not even look back. She merely tilted her face slightly, and Deng Tianxin met those eyes that seemed to smile without smiling. "Say that again."
A chill ran down Deng Tianxin's back. He gave an awkward laugh. "I didn't say anything. Teacher, you misheard me. I said you looked... better. Yes, Teacher has been getting prettier and prettier lately."
He spoke with complete sincerity, but his arms around Bibi Dong's waist did not withdraw. He even pushed his luck, rubbing his face against the back of her neck. Bibi Dong's body tensed almost imperceptibly as she raised a hand to pry his wrist away.
"Let go."
"I won't." Deng Tianxin buried his face in the hollow of her shoulder, his voice muffled. "Teacher keeps giving me the cold shoulder. Can't I even ask why? If you won't tell me why you're angry, I'll keep holding you like this."
Bibi Dong drew a deep breath, as though she were desperately holding something back. After a long while, she suddenly sneered. "Deng Tianxin, you've really become something now. Tang Yuehua, Erlong, Xiao Wu, Di Qiu'er, Gu Yue Na, and even a Qian Renxue you haven't married yet. How many girls' lives do you need to ruin before you're satisfied?"
Deng Tianxin stiffened. So that was what she was angry about. He loosened his hold slightly but still did not fully let go. "Teacher,