Chapter 3

There were quite a few people inside. The teaching staff here was much stronger than when I was in high school, and among them were several young-looking female teachers. They had probably only just graduated from university not long ago. I wondered whether any of them had boyfriends.

Teacher Wang also gave me a brief introduction on the way in. I noticed that a few of the female teachers were already looking at me with interest, but I had no interest in women who were so easily swayed by money. They did not need saving, because they had long since stopped believing in love.

I sat for a little while before the bell rang. Judging by the time, it should have been third period already. For some reason, my heartbeat had quickened a little. It was not that I was afraid I would perform badly. More likely, this was truly the first step in my career. I was about to openly and legitimately approach my lovely target.

Teacher Wang and I walked into Class 6 of First-Year together. I swept my gaze around the room and instantly found the little cutie I had had my eye on for a long time.

Of course, I could not just stare at her. That would have looked far too strange.

"Students, today I'm bringing you a different kind of lesson. This is Mr. Hua, who has returned from overseas and is also a successful alumnus who walked out of our school. Having returned to serve the country and to visit his alma mater, please welcome Mr. Hua with warm applause as he teaches you today."

The applause below thundered up at once. These students looked fairly obedient. My little cutie, especially, clapped while smiling brightly. It seemed like she really was a good student.

"Hello, everyone. I'm very happy to stand at this podium and teach you today. This is also where I once studied. In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and everything here still feels so familiar. Only you, the future hope of the nation, are even more spirited than before."

The room erupted in another round of thunderous applause.

"Then, Mr. Hua, I won't keep you. Please teach the class well, and everyone should cooperately, understood?"

"Understood!"

After that, Teacher Wang left. I could finally begin my plan. My little cutie was looking at me with that bright, intense gaze. I wondered if, in the future, when she saw my broad frame, her eyes would be just as intense as they were now.

"Students, do you know what year our school was founded? Raise your hands to answer."

I was not disappointed. My little cutie raised her hand.

"This female student, please answer."

"It was founded in 19xx."

"It seems all of you know the school's history very well. Correct answer. What's your name?"

"Teacher, my name is Wang Yunying."

What a lovely name. Just as lovely as she was. At last, I knew the name of my little cutie, and even her voice was so sweet. If there weren't so many people in the classroom, I would have wanted to drag her up on the spot and see whether her body was just as lovely.

"That's a very nice name. Come, teacher has a gift for you."

Saying that, I took out the listening device I had bought earlier. Little Yingying stood up and walked to the front. As she kept drawing closer, my heart pounded harder and harder.

"Thank you, teacher!"

"No need to be polite. Such a lovely girl."

I handed the pen to her. To my surprise, when she heard me praise her, her face flushed. What a sensitive reaction.

Of course, I could not keep staring at her like that forever. It would only arouse suspicion, so I took my eyes away from the tempting Yingying.

"Our school has a long history and has produced many excellent students before, such as xx, xx. Today I'll tell you a bit about our school's history." Of course, I had looked all of this up online beforehand.

In between, I asked a few more questions and also gave out a few small gifts. The pens I handed out to the other students were ordinary pens, unlike the one I gave little Yingying, which contained the listening device.

Maybe because I had been especially good at talking my way through things since my university days, the students listened to my lesson with great interest. Mainly, my questions were easy and the prizes were generous, so the students naturally participated enthusiastically.

I had not expected my class to be so warmly received by the students that they strongly requested I continue with the fourth period as well. I went to ask Teacher Wang, and she said it was fine. As long as I was willing, it was no problem. Of course I was willing. That way I could keep catching glimpses of my little Yingying from time to time.

For this lesson, I came up with a special method. I asked the students to write about their hopes for the future, their wishes, or their dreams. I would choose some of the better, more insightful ones and help realize their dreams to a certain extent.

This was a very big trap. I could learn what they were thinking, and at the same time it drew the students' interest even more. Everyone lowered their heads and started writing, while I casually wandered back and forth at the front.

Whenever I walked over to little Yingying's side, I would deliberately linger for a moment. I had noticed that the scent on her was especially sweet, a natural fragrance rather than perfume. That girl really was outstanding. Compared with her, her boyfriend was nowhere near a match. It looked like I would have to hurry and save her as soon as possible.

Students gradually handed their completed essays to me. I did not look at them right away, because I had no interest in reading their so-called dreams. I only wanted to look at my little Yingying.

At last, little Yingying finished hers too and handed it to me. I deliberately brushed my hand against hers.

I opened it and looked. Her handwriting was very graceful, as lovely as her face. She really was too cute. My limpened body began to harden again.

Her dream turned out to be playing tennis?

That was somewhat unexpected, and it reminded me of how she had been playing badminton last night. It seemed she really liked sports. That was not difficult, and it would also give me a chance to get closer to her.

I pretended to glance through the other students' so-called dreams as well. Of course, I did not actually read a single word. Time passed quickly, and by the time everyone had finished writing, class was nearly over.

"I will go back and carefully read everyone's essays. Next lesson, I'll choose a few good ones and read them aloud to everyone. So let's stop here for today."

"Mr. Hua, when will you come back and teach us again?"

"Do you like having me teach you?"

"Yes!"

"Then I'll come often and interact with you all."

"That's great!"

I saw that even my little Yingying was smiling brightly. It seemed my first impression had been very good. That filled me with confidence for the rest of my plan. Just thinking that I was about to save a sixteen-year-old high school girl filled my heart with excitement.

Class was over. It was the last period, which meant school was out. My little Yingying already knew me, so I could not follow too closely. She still waited for her little boyfriend, and the two of them held hands as they walked out of the campus. At that moment, I was a little jealous of her boyfriend, because little Yingying's hand was so soft.

After they separated, I deliberately quickened my pace, went ahead into the residential complex, and waited inside. When little Yingying also entered the complex, I pretended to walk forward slowly. My clothes were eye-catching and expensive, so I believed that even from behind, little Yingying would definitely notice me.

Sure enough, after I had taken only a couple of steps, I heard a cute voice from behind. "Mr. Hua? Is that you?"

I turned around in feigned surprise, then focused my gaze on little Yingying. In her school uniform, she looked so pure it made people want to rough her up.

"Oh? Aren't you one of the students from Class 6 today? Wang Yunying, right?"

Little Yingying smiled so adorably. Clearly, she was very happy that I remembered her name.

"Yes, teacher, you remember me."

"Of course. It hasn't been long, and you're so cute. Teacher would certainly remember."

Little Yingying's face turned slightly red, which made her even more tempting.

"Teacher, you flatter me. I'm embarrassed. Teacher, do you live here too?"

"Yes, I just moved in not long ago. Does your family live here too?"

"Yes, in Building 22. What a coincidence, teacher!"

I thought to myself that I already knew she lived in Building 22. Telling me that was useless; she needed to tell me the exact apartment number. But I could not ask directly. That would have been too strange.

"Oh, so how was today's lesson? Were you satisfied?"

"Very satisfied. Teacher, your class is so interesting, just like listening to a storytelling performance. Everyone really liked it. Oh, right, thank you for the gift, teacher. I will treasure it properly."

"No need to be polite about that. You can use it normally. Put it in your pen holder. If you never use it, then my effort will be wasted."

"Mm, I'll use it properly. Then, teacher, I'm going home now."

"All right, goodbye."

I restrained my own lust and waved back at the adorable little Yingying as if nothing were wrong. Watching her bouncing away made my body tense again, as though it wanted to rise hard. She was unbearably cute.

After she went upstairs, I hurried back into the apartment I had just rented, which was directly across from Building 22, and quickly turned on my phone to start listening.

I had bought the top-end model, so the listening quality was excellent. Even with the pen in her backpack, I could still clearly hear little Yingying's voice.

"Mom, I'm home."

"You're back, Yingying. Go to your room, change your clothes, wash your hands, and get ready for dinner."

"Okay."

I heard the backpack being set down, and then everything went quiet. I knew that little Yingying was changing clothes at that moment.

Ah, I really wanted her so badly. No, I meant I wanted to save her. After that, I could not hear anything else. I figured she must have gone to eat, while the backpack had been left in her room, so there was nothing for me to hear.

Feeling a little bored, I picked up the binoculars and looked across. Many of the apartments had their curtains drawn. The ones I could see were all ordinary and unremarkable, with nothing worth looking at, and I still did not spot little Yingying anywhere.

Although I had officially gotten to know my little cutie and learned her name, progress was still not enough. I needed to move into her life. That would require an opportunity, and right now I did not have a particularly good method.

After a while, another voice came through my phone.

"Yingying, you didn't pass your English exam again this time. This can't go on. You're only in first year of high school. Your mom and dad discussed it, and we're going to hire a tutor for you."

"Mom! I already said I don't need one. I'll work hard."

"That's enough. This isn't up to you!"

After that, I heard the door close. I was overjoyed. Just when I was thinking it, something like this happened. Thankfully I had been able to listen in on her voice, or this opportunity would have slipped right past me. What made it even luckier was that my own work had always required extensive English communication, so my English was very good. This was truly a heaven-sent opportunity.

It looked like her parents would soon start looking for tutor information. There was a lot of tutoring information available these days, and I did not know where they would look first. The internet would probably be the first place, but the most direct would be the community notice boards. Thinking of that, I hurried downstairs to find the property management office, spent a bit of money, and had them post an English tutoring advertisement in the most conspicuous place in the community, with a special note that I had returned from overseas, possessed excellent British-level English, and had long been engaged in educational work.

Of course, since I paid extra, the advertisement was also quite large. Basically, as long as someone lived in this community, they would be able to see it.

I felt that even if her parents looked online, they would not decide immediately. Once they saw the ad tomorrow, they would definitely contact me, because the standard of living in this community was quite high.

Ah, I was getting closer and closer to little Yingying. I had already imagined her immature body panting softly on top of me, trembling continuously as I thrust into her again and again, until she reached climax. I would shoot my scorching semen into her womb. And if her boyfriend happened to see that at the time, even better. I wondered what expression he would have when he saw my semen flowing out of his girlfriend's private parts.

That would be thrilling indeed. The whole ridiculous idea of love would be brought to an absolute end at that moment, and I could properly save little Yingying.

Thinking of all this, I was actually so excited that I could not sleep. Back in the rental apartment, I went out onto the balcony again and looked with the binoculars.

I saw my little Yingying sitting at her desk, studying earnestly. She looked so obedient, so cute, that my body immediately hardened again.

I carefully counted the floors. Her home was on the 13th floor. Coincidentally, the apartment I rented was also on the 13th floor, directly facing hers. Was this fate?

Or was it that heaven had deliberately arranged this for me, so that I could properly save her?

My confidence grew even more. Across the way, little Yingying had already changed into her pajamas, which made me a little disappointed that I had not seen her changing clothes. Of course, she would probably draw the curtains while changing anyway.

I figured she had no idea that the sight of her studying so earnestly could be seen so clearly from the building across the way. And because my binoculars were so powerful, I could even make out the pattern on the hair clip on her head.

Before long, my phone rang again. I looked across and saw that it was little Yingying answering the call.

"Hello, Xiaowei. Miss me?"

That really was sugary sweet. It looked like her little boyfriend's name was Xiaowei.

"Sigh, my mom insists on finding me an English tutor. It's really annoying. Why do Chinese people have to learn English?"

I could not hear what her boyfriend was saying, but I could basically guess it. What else could a pair of pure, innocent young lovers possibly talk about? It was not like they would be discussing how intense her climax was.

"I know the college entrance exam requires it. Otherwise I wouldn't learn it at all. Just hearing the alphabet annoys me."

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? The teacher didn't just give me gifts alone."

Hm? That sounded like there was something going on. It seemed her little boyfriend had heard that I gave Yingying a gift and was a little jealous? Hahaha, interesting.

"Yes, lots of people gave gifts. Don't overthink it. He's a successful man who returned from abroad. How could he possibly be interested in a little girl like me?"

"Ugh, you really know how to talk. I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm hanging up!"

My little Yingying hung up in a huff. I could even imagine what her little boyfriend had said. It had to be something like: men like that successful type only go after little girls, or maybe that Yingying had taken a liking to me because I was rich, and so on. Sigh, this boyfriend was just too immature. A man needed to be generous. At this rate, sooner or later he would be the one getting cheated on.

I had only just appeared and already caused a tiny crack between them. Of course, it was only a simple quarrel between a young couple, but it proved that I really was Yingying's savior. With a boyfriend like that, what love was there to believe in anyway? That little boyfriend probably only coveted Yingying's immature body.

I looked again at my little cutie, and sure enough, she was using the pen I had given her to do her homework. What a well-behaved girl. Right now, the hand holding that pen was my gift to her.