Mr. Gu, a renowned physician of our time

After dancing for the second time, Su Wanyue was breathing a little unevenly, with tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

"That was beautiful! Did everyone like it?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Do you want to see more?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Again! Again!"

Every call drew a chorus of responses.

Many of them were passersby. A chance to watch a celebrity dance was rare, and of course they didn't want to miss it.

One dance ended, then another began.

The audience on-site was enthusiastic, but the livestream viewers noticed something amiss.

[Do you guys think Xie Yuan is doing this on purpose?]

[Of course he is. Look, Yueyue can barely stand anymore.]

[That bastard Xie Dog is so vicious. He's clearly bullying Yueyue.]

[Any girls there in person? Go talk Yueyue out of it. Tell her to stop dancing.]

Perhaps someone had heard what the livestream viewers were saying, because a pair of hands quietly reached toward Xie Yuan.

Xie Yuan suddenly rose from his stool and clapped. "That was amazing."

"Dance students really are impressive."

"Does everyone want to see more?"

"Yes, yes!" The scene was incredibly lively.

The hands seized their chance and shoved forward hard.

Xie Yuan sidestepped, turned, and kicked out.

Riiip!

"Ah!"

A scream rang out along with the sound of tearing fabric.

Someone suddenly pitched forward and fell in front of Su Wanyue, holding a torn piece of her skirt.

"Close your eyes! None of you are allowed to look!" Gu Yanzhou roared, quickly taking off his jacket and wrapping it around Su Wanyue's waist.

Then, ignoring Su Wanyue's attempts to stop him, he strode toward Xie Yuan.

"Xie Yuan, how can you be so vicious?"

"Yueyue is a girl, and you actually wanted everyone here to see her exposed. Are you even human?"

"I did that?" Xie Yuan pointed at himself, his expression amused. "Are you sure I did it?"

"Who else could it be?" Furious, Gu Yanzhou raised his hand to hit him.

Xie Yuan knocked Gu Yanzhou's hand aside, then slapped him across the face with the back of his hand. "See that? That's what I did."

His attitude was brazen, and so was his tone.

He pointed at Gu Yanzhou. "Keep running your mouth, and I'll hit you again."

Gu Yanzhou's face was livid, his eyes blazing with fury as though he wanted to tear Xie Yuan apart.

Xie Yuan ignored him and beckoned to a slightly chubby man watching nearby.

The man eagerly trotted over. "You wanted me, Teacher Xie?"

"I'll give you fifty thousand to tear off the rest of her skirt." Xie Yuan pointed at Su Wanyue, who was crouching on the ground in tears.

"That's not very nice, is it?" The man took out his phone. "WeChat or Alipay?"

"WeChat." Xie Yuan took out his phone and transferred fifty thousand to him.

"Payment received on WeChat: fifty thousand yuan."

Hearing the notification, the man put his phone away and walked up to Su Wanyue. "Teacher Su, when you take someone's money, you take care of their problems."

"Please cooperate."

Su Wanyue backed away, her voice trembling and pleading. "Please, don't come any closer."

Her weak voice sounded pitiful, utterly evoking sympathy.

Gu Yanzhou stepped forward, and Xie Yuan stuck out a foot.

Thud!

Gu Yanzhou fell to the ground.

Xie Yuan spoke without a shred of sincerity. "Sorry, my leg suddenly felt a little sore."

Gu Yanzhou's mouth struck the ground, splitting his lip and leaving him bleeding profusely.

He seemed not to feel it as he stared fixedly at Xie Yuan.

He truly couldn't understand how the younger boy next door, whom he'd watched grow up, had suddenly become like this.

Xie Yuan narrowed his eyes, smiling. "Keep staring at me like that, and your sweetheart... is going to suffer."

Gu Yanzhou turned to look and saw a sight that sent him into despair.

Ignoring Su Wanyue's resistance, the chubby young man pulled off the gauzy outer layer of her skirt with distaste.

He carried it over to Xie Yuan. "Is this enough?"

He didn't want to touch that woman again.

Noticing the chubby young man's distaste, Xie Yuan nodded. "Yes. Well done."

"Then do I get a reward?" the chubby young man immediately asked.

"No," Xie Yuan refused mercilessly.

The chubby young man looked disappointed. Gu Yanzhou strode over and grabbed his collar. "You're a man. How can you have the nerve to bully a girl?"

"Have you no shame?"

The chubby young man caught Gu Yanzhou's wrist with his right hand, twisted hard, and threw him to the ground over his shoulder.

The chubby young man clapped his hands. "I hate people who get physical!"

Then he pointed at Su Wanyue. "When you take someone's money, you take care of their problems."

"Besides, I hate fake, innocent bitches like her most."

"If it weren't for the money, I wouldn't even bother looking at her."

"You might treasure her, but I think touching her dirties my hands!"

"I like tall, big guys. After touching her once, I'll have to wash my hands several times when I get back."

With that, he tossed the gauzy skirt to the ground in disgust, turned, and left.

Xie Yuan strongly suspected he'd gone back to wash his hands.

When had Su Wanyue ever suffered such humiliation? She closed her eyes and fainted.

"Su Wanyue fainted!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and the entire place instantly became a flurry of activity.

Gu Yanzhou scrambled up from the ground, rushed to Su Wanyue, and gathered her into his arms.

"Yueyue, how are you? Are you all right?"

He shook her without any regard for her life.

Standing nearby, Xie Yuan noticed Su Wanyue's breathing become slightly uneven, and a glint of malice flashed in his eyes.

"President Gu, you're not using enough force."

"How are you going to wake Teacher Su up being so gentle?"

"You need to use more force. Harder. Shake her vigorously, or it won't work."

Gu Yanzhou was too worried to think straight. Without recognizing Xie Yuan's voice, he shook her harder.

Violent shaking of the head could make a person dizzy.

"Urgh!"

After just half a minute of shaking, Su Wanyue vomited uncontrollably.

She threw up food scraps all over Gu Yanzhou.

"Hahahahaha!" Xie Yuan laughed mercilessly. "President Gu, you're incredible. You actually woke Teacher Su up and saved her a trip to the hospital."

"President Gu is a renowned physician of our time."

Xie Yuan left, laughing loudly.

The stench of the food on him made Gu Yanzhou's face darker than the bottom of a pot.

Yet he had no choice but to endure it and comfort Su Wanyue, who was still vomiting. "Yueyue, how are you feeling?"

"Urgh!"

Su Wanyue's retching answered him.

Only then did the show's staff appear.

They calmed the two down and took them back to the villa.

Xie Yuan returned to the food stall and leaned sideways against the driver's seat. "Mu Ze, I'm hungry."

His tone was familiar and matter-of-fact, as though they'd known each other for years.

Mu Ze said a few words to the customer in front of him, then walked over to Xie Yuan.

"What would you like to eat, Teacher Xie?"

His tone was gentle, as though he could find anything Xie Yuan wanted to eat.

Xie Yuan glanced toward the stall. "What are you selling?"

Mu Ze glanced back at the stall. "Cold noodles and freshly squeezed, chilled watermelon juice."

"I'll have that too." Xie Yuan ordered without standing on ceremony. "A large serving of cold noodles, and watermelon juice with extra ice and sugar."

Mu Ze fell silent for a moment before explaining, "Too much cold food can upset your stomach."

"Adding sugar to watermelon juice spoils its original flavor."

"How about less ice, and I'll use the sweet center of the watermelon for your juice?"

"Fine." Xie Yuan waved, urging him on. "Hurry up. I'm starving."

"Five minutes." Mu Ze turned to prepare the food.

As relaxed as things were for Xie Yuan, Director Ma had an equally severe headache.

After ending his twentieth-something phone call, Director Ma put his phone on airplane mode.

He slumped limply in his chair.