Chapter 284: Bring Me a Pack
Yang Fei's threat was way too ruthless. Zhang Yang knew she was the kind of person who always meant what she said. If he really could never see her again, he might as well stab himself—he couldn't endure that.
But avoiding Gao Qi's discovery now was extremely difficult. He rushed to the window, pulled it open slightly, and peeked outside to see if he could escape through it. But even the AC unit was mounted above the window, leaving no place to step.
The window escape route was hopeless.
Hiding behind the curtain again was even more ridiculous. He originally hid there only to sneak-attack her. It worked for a short time, but he couldn't hide there forever. If he got caught again, wouldn't that be even more suspicious?
"System Assistant?" Zhang Yang thought for a moment but gave up immediately. In situations like these, he always got that same response: "Emotional problems will not be assisted."
"Eh… got it!" Zhang Yang, who was as frantic as an ant on a hot pan, finally came up with an idea. He quietly knocked on the bathroom door.
Yang Fei, now fully wrapped in her bathrobe, poked her head out and glared at him. "What?"
"I figured it out."
"What idea?" Yang Fei's mind was a complete mess. Normally she wouldn't be this flustered, but today she had been completely seen naked by Zhang Yang. Aside from anger, her heart was beating like dozens of frightened deer. She couldn't think straight.
"Teacher, are you on your period?"
Hearing that, Yang Fei almost grabbed a nearby soap dish and smashed it at him, hissing in a low voice, "Believe it or not, I'll smash your face in?"
Zhang Yang quickly raised his hands to shield his face. "Wait—teacher—I'm serious!"
"Why are you asking that?" Yang Fei clenched her other fist tightly. She paused, then irritably shook her head. "Not yet."
"No problem. Whether you are or not, just tell her you are. Say your period suddenly came, and ask her to help get you a pad. That'll send her away."
"What kind of stupid idea is that? What if she's also on it? She'll say she needs to come in first and then help me take it. Wouldn't that be worse?"
"Teacher, relax. She's still far from her time. She won't be carrying pads."
Yang Fei froze slightly, then realized something. She glared hard at Zhang Yang. "You're hopeless!"
But after saying that, she still immediately used Zhang Yang's idea and called toward the door, "Xiao Qi… can you help me with something?"
"What is it, Feifei-jie?"
"I don't know if it's because of running around all day, but… my period suddenly came early." Yang Fei spoke with shame, pausing for a long time before saying the next line.
"Do you… have a pad with you?"
"Ah…" Gao Qi paused. Then replied, "I didn't bring any. Should I go ask Lulu? Wait here."
Hearing that, Yang Fei glanced at Zhang Yang, finally relaxing a little, then pointed at him urgently. "Hurry."
Zhang Yang shook his head gently and whispered, "Not yet."
"Why?"
Before Zhang Yang could explain, Gao Qi's voice came again: "Wait—Feifei-jie, I almost forgot. Lulu hasn't come yet either…"
Yang Fei's brows twisted again instantly. She glared at Zhang Yang, her nose wrinkling sharply. "It's all your stupid idea!"
Zhang Yang waved a finger and whispered with a grin, "I already knew Lulu didn't have any. That means they'll have to go downstairs to buy it."
"Scheming…" Yang Fei glared at him.
Sure enough, Gao Qi continued, "No worries, Feifei-jie. There's a 24-hour store downstairs. I'll go buy some now."
"Thank you." Yang Fei finally breathed out, then shot Zhang Yang a look. When the footsteps faded, she gave him a frantic signal. "Now hurry!"
Zhang Yang glanced at her. "Teacher, which brand do you want?"
"What brand?"
"Pads."
"Say one more word and see what happens." Yang Fei was furious he was still teasing her. She hadn't even settled the earlier account.
"Sofy then!" Zhang Yang said and quickly slipped out the door. Thankfully, Gao Qi had scared him enough earlier that he could act weak.
"Ugh…" Yang Fei looked at the open door, her expression complicated. She lowered her eyes to her full breasts, staring for a moment before covering her face with both hands—her cheeks burning hot.
"That damn bastard… How dare he say Sofy… How does he even know that?"
As for Zhang Yang, he dashed back to his room the moment he left, because he could almost guarantee Gao Qi might be knocking at his door.
Sure enough, after turning the corner, he saw Gao Qi standing at his door.
"Yangzi, Yangzi! You jerk, how can you sleep so deeply…"
"Sister Qi, what do you need me for?" Zhang Yang pretended to stroll over casually, then slid an arm around her waist and grabbed her perky butt, grinning. "So late—clearly you're here to molest me. Perfect, I've been pent-up for two days…"
Hearing that, Gao Qi twisted her body, glanced around the hallway, then grabbed Zhang Yang's crotch with one hand and purred, "Yes, I traveled all the way from Meining. Consider this my gift of sunshine… I'm so delighted right now…"
"Uh…" Zhang Yang was completely defeated.
"But Yangzi, as the saying goes, there's no free lunch—and no free pussy. Buy me something first as payment."
Zhang Yang was speechless. Payment? Pay your damn…!
"Don't tell me it's pads?"
"How did you know?" Gao Qi looked shocked. "You should know I didn't get mine today, right?"
"How would I know? Your thing is like June weather. Just ended today—might come back tomorrow…"
"Go die. Hurry, bring me a pack of sanitary pads. Or don't expect to sleep with me tonight. It's for someone else, but I'm not telling you who."
Hearing that, Zhang Yang almost facepalmed. As if that wasn't obvious. Lulu and Gao Qi both didn't have their period—so who else except Yang Fei? Some secret keeper she was… He could never trust her with secrets.
Of course, now Zhang Yang also knew Yang Fei still hadn't gotten hers.
Ten minutes later, Yang Fei was indeed holding a pack of Sofy pads, staring at it helplessly.
That jerk and his mouth… he even guessed the exact brand she used. If Gao Qi hadn't handed it to her, she would've suspected Zhang Yang had stolen one from her room.
Except… she looked down at herself. Completely flat. She had no use for it right now.
That damned Zhang Yang—always causing trouble.
She clenched her fists, then tore open one pad and tossed the empty wrapper into the trash to make it look like she used one. She couldn't let Gao Qi suspect anything.
Returning to her room, she found the power restored. It was already past eleven.
She hugged her bathrobe and climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over her stomach. Even though her body was exhausted from the day, she couldn't sleep.
Thinking back on everything since meeting Zhang Yang, strange things had been happening non-stop. First, Yang Jing tricked her into that blind date with him, and she almost got killed by a falling meteorite—lost her Z4—and had both her bra and panties seen by him. But he saved her.
Then TV-drama stuff happened—she was nearly run over by rich kid Bai Liangfeng, and Zhang Yang risked his life to save her again.
Not long after, killers came for her. She almost died once more—and Zhang Yang saved her again. But that night, he also took all kinds of advantage of her.
And tonight—everything escalated. If the earlier situations were just indirect touches, tonight was basically her running naked in front of him. In ancient times, wouldn't she have no choice but to marry him now?
She never believed in fate—until now. Heaven must be messing with her. She almost never touched men, hardly even talked to them, yet with Zhang Yang it was different—like they were tied together by some invisible string. He had seen her everywhere except one last place.
She had wondered if she and Zhang Yang had any possibility. She didn't care about teacher-student relationships or social differences—those things change with time. But what she couldn't accept was that Zhang Yang now wasn't the same one she met on that blind date.
Now he had rich heiress Qiao Xier, the frighteningly calm Xu Danlu, and even the seductive Gao Qi. And with all those people in the villa, calling it a harem wouldn't be an exaggeration.
And she believed Lulu, Gao Qi, and Qiao Xier must have already slept with him.
Facing such a Zhang Yang, she suddenly felt cold. He hadn't said he wanted her, but he didn't want her to leave either. And like a fool, she had followed him to live in the villa—drawn in by the peaceful days beside him.
How was she supposed to continue down this path?
She closed her eyes, but her mind was a mess. She got out of bed, tightened her bathrobe, turned off the light, and went to the window, pulling open the curtains to let the cold air clear her head.
After standing for a while, she heard a strange sound from the diagonally opposite direction.