Hidden Marriage: Spoiled by the Imperial Commander
Chapter 261: Let her see him cuddling with another woman

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Let her see him cuddling with another woman

She really was a woman of graceful poise—a red body-hugging skirt outlining her curvaceous figure, like an exotic red rose blooming wildly.

At that moment, this red rose was wrapped in an embrace with Mu Yunlie.

Mu Yunlie wore a black shirt and trousers, the visual impact of black and red making Yan Qianyi feel particularly irritated.

It was as if a thorn from the rose had pricked her heart.

So he had called her over just to let her watch him cuddle and kiss another woman?

Yan Qianyi, with a darkened face, turned around to leave, cursing Mu Yunlie’s ancestors eighteen generations in her mind.

Class was about to start, and she headed straight to the classroom.

The students hadn’t arrived yet, so she took a seat in the corner by the window in the back, opened it, and took a deep breath.

She continued to comfort herself, "Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, getting angry is bad for your health."

A smile takes ten years off.

Yan Qianyi tried hard to lift the corners of her mouth into a smile.

Whoever Mu Yunlie wanted to be with was his business; she had no right to interfere.

Right, be happy!

When Yan Chuhua walked into the classroom, she saw the smile on Yan Qianyi’s face that was uglier than crying.

"Qianyi, what’s wrong with you?"

Yan Qianyi kept her smile in place, "Nothing’s wrong."

"Did something happen in Teacher Mu’s office just now?"

Yan Qianyi blinked, "Nope, can’t you see I’m happy? I’m smiling."

Yan Chuhua: "..."

That facial expression was uglier than a crying ghost’s, and she called that smiling?

Students gradually started filtering into the classroom.

This class was about cultural history, a subject during which Yan Qianyi always felt drowsy.

Not just her, most of the students were uninterested in this class.

The history teacher was an older male teacher with poor vision.

Every time he lectured on history with his slow voice, it was like a lullaby.

Some students had already put up textbooks, hiding the light screen behind them, gaming, binge-watching series, or reading gossip.

"Chu Hua, say my name for me when they do the roll call later," Yan Qianyi said as she stood up.

That old guy was practically deaf and blind; he wouldn’t notice.

Yan Chuhua nodded; she was actually quite interested in history.

She always listened with relish, feeling as if she were a child again, lying across her grandfather’s knees, listening to his stories.

Yan Qianyi was about to leave when she suddenly saw a noble figure enter through the classroom door.

Her whole body stiffened.

It was Mu Yunlie!

The other students also turned their attention towards him.

Everyone, sleepy from the afternoon doldrums, suddenly lit up with excitement, especially the girls.

Under everyone’s gaze, Mu Yunlie walked to the podium, "Today, Teacher Yuan isn’t feeling well, so I’ll be taking over the class."

The students were ecstatic, stirring with excitement.

They hadn’t expected Teacher Mu to teach a history class!

Everyone admired and feared Teacher Mu.

Although the girls knew he was married, that didn’t stop them from admiring his otherworldly good looks.

Mu Yunlie’s gaze fell on Yan Qianyi—she was the only one standing in the class.

"To that student standing, what are you doing?"

He looked at her with a gentle gaze and a hint of a smile.

Suddenly, the students felt like they were being force-fed dog food.

Mu Yunlie had never looked at anyone else with such an expression—the usual coldness in his eyes made it hard for other students to even meet his gaze.

A plump girl remarked, "Qianyi seems so excited to see her ’husband’ that she can’t even sit down."

At this, the classmates laughed.

Mu Yunlie’s lips also slightly curved into a hint of a smile.

Yan Qianyi hurriedly sat down, lowering her head to avoid Mu Yunlie’s gaze.

Yan Chuhua whispered in her ear, "Teacher Mu looks at you with such tenderness."

But Yan Qianyi let out a cold laugh.

During this period, Mu Yunlie had been like an eternal glacier in front of her.

The gentle expression he wore now was because he had just been affectionate with a beautiful lady, and he was in a good mood.

Mu Yunlie gently raised his hand, "I’m going to start the roll call."

The students immediately quieted down.

His voice was very pleasant, deep, and magnetic.

When he called Yan Qianyi’s name, the girls again became restless.

His voice remained calm when calling other names, but when he said "Yan Qianyi," it came out with a different flavor.

Like the babbling brook in a quiet forest, so charmingly beautiful it was surreal, as if it could impregnate one’s ears.

"Here," Yan Qianyi responded indifferently.

Mu Yunlie said, "Everyone be quiet, let’s start the class."

Yan Chuhua said to Yan Qianyi, "Teacher Mu seems to be in a very good mood today."

On a normal day, if the students were this noisy, he would have silenced them with an icy glance.

Yan Qianyi didn’t say anything, her gaze unfocused as she stared at the open history textbook.

Indeed, he was in a very good mood today.

Clearly, sweet love could melt even ice and snow.

It’s just that his good mood would never be for her again in the future.

It would belong to that enchanting red rose.

Mu Yunlie spoke at an even pace about interstellar history and civilization, about the past of the Federation Empire, but the students listened with keen interest because his voice was just too pleasant!

Not a single one fell asleep, and nobody was distracted.

Only Yan Qianyi was consistently absent-minded.

Scenes that she had just witnessed in the office repeatedly flashed through her mind.

"Qianyi, Teacher Mu is calling you," Yan Chuhua tugged gently at Yan Qianyi’s clothes under the table.

Yan Qianyi suddenly snapped back to attention, and upon looking up, found everyone staring at her, Mu Yunlie’s eyes, deep as the night sky, glaring at her.

His lips curved slightly, "Student Yan, answer the question I just asked."

What question?

She had been daydreaming just now and hadn’t heard anything.

Yan Qianyi slowly stood up.

Yan Chuhua was about to remind her, but she said, "I don’t know, I can’t answer."

The classmates were taken aback.

The founding year of the Federation Empire, she didn’t know such a simple question?!

That was elementary history class material!

"Teacher Mu, I know, I know!" A female student eagerly raised her hand.

Mu Yunlie sensed that Yan Qianyi simply didn’t want to answer his question.

He wasn’t annoyed and turned his eyes to the girl with her hand up, "Okay, this student, please stand and answer, Student Yan, you may sit down."

Yan Qianyi sat down.

Yan Chuhua quietly asked her, "Qianyi, what’s wrong with you?"

"I don’t know," Yan Qianyi’s eyes looked blank.

She truly didn’t know.

She had been constantly comforting herself in her mind, reasoning with herself.

But it was still very uncomfortable, as if countless hands were scratching at her heart.

There was a tightness in her chest.

She felt dazed, not knowing how long it had been until the class finally ended.

It was over at last.

Yan Qianyi had just breathed a sigh of relief but then heard Mu Yunlie say, "Student Yan, come to my office."