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Cheng Boming currently attends a fully boarding school, which is said to have a relatively strict atmosphere. Cheng Qiuyi visited the school several times while helping him choose it, and the overall environment seems acceptable, with dedicated teachers.
The school has security personnel on duty 24 hours a day. It was assumed that a child like Cheng Boming wouldn't be able to sneak out, but after being pressed by Cheng Qiuyi, he finally admitted that he had slipped out during an off-campus activity organized by the school.
Cheng Boming stubbornly refused to go to school, clinging to Liu Shuhan. Cheng Qiuyi pulled him by the ear and dragged him into the car to take him back to school, with both of them exchanging glances along the way.
Upon arriving at the school, when Cheng Qiuyi handed Cheng Boming over to his homeroom teacher, the teacher nearly burst into tears from excitement. The fact that Cheng Boming had gone missing was a serious issue, especially concerning the school's reputation. Everyone from the principal to the teachers was frantic, searching high and low for this little troublemaker. Seeing Cheng Qiuyi return him safe and sound made them almost grateful beyond words.
The homeroom teacher is a language teacher named Ms. Li, who appears to be around thirty years old and has a gentle demeanor. Cheng Boming's safe return made her face flush with emotion as she held his hand and repeatedly thanked Cheng Qiuyi: "Thank you for bringing my student back. I truly appreciate it, thank you, Miss Cheng, thank you..."
Cheng Qiuyi waved her hand dismissively: "No need for thanks, Teacher. This kid has been spoiled in the past; I will have to trouble you to discipline him strictly in the future." Ignoring Cheng Boming's furious glare, she continued speaking to Ms. Li: "Teacher Li, I have something else I need to discuss with you. Do you have time?"
"Yes, yes! I just finished a class. Miss Cheng, let's talk in my office."
"Thank you."
The next class was math, and after handing Cheng Boming over to the math teacher with several earnest reminders, Ms. Li led Cheng Qiuyi into her office.
In the office, all other teachers had gone to their classes, leaving just her and Cheng Qiuyi. She poured a glass of water for Cheng Qiuyi: "Miss Cheng, please make yourself comfortable."
Not wanting to waste time, Cheng Qiuyi got straight to the point: "Teacher Li, I'm here to discuss Cheng Boming's safety at your school."
With a smile that seemed somewhat stiff, Ms. Li placed the cup of water in front of Cheng Qiuyi and nervously tucked her hair behind her ear: "Miss Cheng, I sincerely apologize. Your trust in us by sending Cheng Boming here means a lot; we should have taken better care of him."
"He has several injuries on him; aside from the bruise from being beaten up by some street thugs last night, there are also over ten old wounds—some scabbed over and others showing signs of bruising from kicks. Teacher Li, saying you didn't take good care of him feels rather hasty."
Refined Female Teacher sighed, "This matter is entirely the fault of the school and me as the homeroom teacher, Miss Cheng. How can I not feel heartbroken for my students? It's not that I don't want to intervene; it's just that I can't afford to."
Cheng Qiuyi narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean by that?"
Teacher Li furrowed her brows deeply, glanced around carefully to confirm that there was indeed no one in the office, and then leaned closer to Cheng Qiuyi, saying, "The one bullying Cheng Boming is the young master from the board of directors' family. He has been ruling the school like a king and even dares to hit teachers. I really can't take charge of this."
Cheng Qiuyi laughed sarcastically, "Isn't the school a place for teaching and nurturing? Do the teachers at your school lack even this basic sense of ethics?"
Teacher Li felt her face flush with embarrassment from Cheng Qiuyi's humiliation. Aware that she was in the wrong, she could only force a bitter smile, "The salary here is several times or even over ten times that of other schools. Many people are eager to squeeze in here just to make a living; teachers are human too."
Cheng Qiuyi nodded, "Understood. I will come this week to help Cheng Boming with his transfer procedures. Teacher Li, Cheng Boming has been 'well taken care of' for over a month now."
Her words were laced with mockery. Teacher Li, feeling guilty, dared not look at Cheng Qiuyi's face and repeatedly bowed in apology, "I'm sorry, Miss Cheng. It's my fault for not taking good care of little Cheng Boming."
Cheng Qiuyi felt that the word 'money' was truly toxic; even teachers who are supposed to educate could abandon their principles for it.
After finishing her conversation with Teacher Li, she intended to fulfill her promise to Old Master Cheng and take another look at Cheng Boming.
Just as class had ended, there was no trace of Cheng Boming in the classroom anymore, and she didn't know where he had run off to. Cheng Qiuyi casually called over a passing child to inquire. The child stammered for a long time before finally saying that Cheng Boming was cornered by a few kids near the restroom.
It seemed that Cheng Boming had indeed been bullied for quite some time; he had barely returned before being dragged out again. These kids were quite experienced at bullying others.
Following the directions, Cheng Qiuyi found the restroom on this floor. As she approached, she heard several children threatening in high-pitched voices, "Hey, Fat Guy, do you dare to report us to the teacher again?"
"You're such a crybaby, always reporting! Hahaha!"
Then a group of kids inside burst into laughter. Following this, Cheng Boming shouted defiantly, "You guys are the real crybabies! Bullying others just because you have numbers on your side—just wait! One day I'll make you pay!"
“Does the Fat Guy still dare to talk back? Beat him up!”
Cheng Qiuyi kicked open the door to the men's restroom and saw five little boys gathered in a circle. Two of them looked even younger than Cheng Boming, who was kneeling on the ground, clutching his stomach, while the other boys were about to start hitting him.
Cheng Qiuyi scanned the scene and noticed that the oldest boy, who seemed to be the leader of the group, looked around thirteen or fourteen years old. He was tall and thin, with a fierce expression on his face that was far from what a child should have. She raised her leg and kicked him in the knee pit; he fell sideways onto the floor with a yelp, clutching his knee in pain.
The other kids were intimidated by Cheng Qiuyi's presence, shrinking into a corner and looking up at her in fear, trying to squeeze themselves against the wall.
“Hey, Cheng Boming, can you still walk?” Cheng Qiuyi didn’t even glance at the young boys. She kicked at Cheng Boming, who was curled up on the ground in pain. “If you can walk, then get up! Who do you think will pity you just lying here?” After saying that, she didn’t wait for Cheng Boming’s response and walked away.
Cheng Boming was kicked on his injury by Cheng Qiuyi and let out a cry of pain. Gritting his teeth, he managed to stand up and jogged after the already distant Cheng Qiuyi. His old injury hadn’t healed yet, and now he had a new one; each step pulled at his wound, causing him to grunt in discomfort, but he surprisingly kept pace with Cheng Qiuyi.
Cheng Qiuyi looked at him and felt no sympathy whatsoever. She recalled how this little chubby boy used to act so arrogantly.
It was all retribution; she didn’t know how many children he had bullied in the past because of his status as a young master of the Cheng Family.
“Um... thank you...” Cheng Boming shifted his position in the back seat of the car to avoid touching his injury and awkwardly said, “When I grow up, I will repay you.”
Cheng Qiuyi scoffed. “I sent your mother to jail; aren’t you supposed to kill me instead?”
“An eye for an eye; kindness should be repaid with kindness, and enmity with enmity,” Cheng Boming said seriously.
“Fine, I’ll be waiting,” Cheng Qiuyi replied dismissively.
Cheng Qiuyi had once promised to let Cheng Boming grow until he turned eighteen. All she felt for this little chubby boy was disgust. Cheng Boming was just like Cheng Tianhong—always thinking about the future—typical of someone who lacked ability but still wanted to save face. Cheng Qiuyi found such spineless people who only knew how to boast incredibly annoying.
After a moment of silence, Cheng Boming spoke again: “Cheng Qiuyi, why are you so amazing?”
He used to only know that Cheng Qiuyi was a bad person who wanted to drive him and his mother away, to seize their family's property, and was so fierce towards them. But today he discovered another side of Cheng Qiuyi; such a tall kid, and Cheng Qiuyi knocked him down with a single kick, unfazed, just like the heroes in TV shows who defeat villains.
"Cheng Qiuyi, teach me your skills, then I won't be afraid of being bullied anymore!" If he had Cheng Qiuyi's impressive abilities, would those fools at school still dare to hit him? Just wait until he took them down.
"I'll find you a new school in the next couple of days. You must not tell Shu Han about what happened today, understood?" Cheng Qiuyi parked the car and turned back to warn Cheng Boming.
"Unless you teach me how to fight, I will tell Sister Shuhan that you bullied someone at school today!" Cheng Boming threatened smugly.
Cheng Qiuyi laughed: "Then go ahead and say it. Tell her you were beaten up by a few younger kids in the bathroom and see who ends up embarrassed."
This tactic worked well; Cheng Boming immediately shut his mouth.
When Liu Shuhan returned that evening and saw Cheng Boming still there, she asked in surprise, "Didn't you take him to school? Why is he still here?"
"He was bullied at school..."
"I don't want to go to that terrible school anymore! Cheng Qiuyi promised to help me find a new one!" Cheng Boming quickly interrupted, afraid that Cheng Qiuyi would spill his secrets. He then ingratiatingly smiled at Liu Shuhan: "Sister Shuhan, you must be tired after a whole day of work. Let me get you some water."
"Uh... thank you..." Liu Shuhan looked at Cheng Qiuyi with confusion, and he shrugged, "It's a long story; we'll talk about it tonight."
Even Cheng Qiuyi was surprised by Cheng Boming's overly attentive attitude. If one said this chubby kid was mature yet lecherous, he shouldn't be this eager—serving tea and fetching water, even volunteering to wash the dishes! Although he broke several plates in the process, it was understandable; just over a month ago, he was still the most esteemed young master of the Cheng Family. How could he do these chores?
That night, as they lay in bed, Liu Shuhan finally asked: "Qiu Yi, what's going on? Why are we looking for a new school again?"
"He has been bullied at his old school for about a month now. The bully is also a young master. This matter has escalated without any benefit; it's better to change his environment." Cheng Qiuyi was browsing through information on his tablet to see which schools were suitable—preferably one that offered continuous education from elementary through high school—to solve all problems at once. Otherwise, they would have to look for a new school every few years, which would be exhausting.
"Sigh, this kid is quite pitiful. He used to be the center of attention like a little prince, but now suddenly without parents... I don't know how he can cope," Liu Shuhan said as she snatched the tablet from Cheng Qiuyi's hands. "Let's look at it tomorrow; staying up late isn't good for your health."
Cheng Qiuyi took off her glasses, rolled over, and grabbed Liu Shuhan's wrists, pinning her down on the bed. Her smooth long legs slipped between Liu Shuhan's, rubbing against her. "Shu Han, I want you."
"I... I can't take it..." Liu Shuhan was usually defenseless against Cheng Qiuyi's teasing. Cheng Qiuyi let out a low, husky sound that made her heart and body soften. At least her mind was still somewhat clear; she nervously tilted her chin toward the bedroom door. "We have guests at home. Cheng Boming is clever; you know that."
"I don't care," Cheng Qiuyi said, nuzzling Liu Shuhan's neck. "We're not old married folks yet. How many days has it been since we had some fun?"
"Um..." Liu Shuhan was also losing control under her kisses, breathing unevenly. "Then... just this once..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Cheng Qiuyi had already skillfully stripped off her clothes and buried her hands into the roots of her thighs.
"You're all wet down there; is once enough?" Cheng Qiuyi laughed as she kissed her chin.
Liu Shuhan had long been pampered by Cheng Qiuyi to the point of losing track of time, wrapping her arms around Cheng Qiuyi's neck and entangling with her, wishing they could merge into one, forgetting everything else.
The next day, Cheng Qiuyi woke up feeling refreshed. As soon as she stepped out of the bedroom, she saw Cheng Boming kneeling at her door, calling out cheerfully, "Cheng Qiuyi, be my master! I want to learn how to fight from you."
Learn what?
If it weren't for promising her grandfather, Cheng Qiuyi would have kicked this annoying little chubby boy away long ago. If her master knew that the martial arts she had devoted her life to were being called fighting, he would surely be furious.
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