CHAPTER 358: CHAPTER 106: YUN YUQING CLIMBING INTO BED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT_3

"Oh, oh, I heard you. Thanks, Teacher Ding. I’ll go back to class then," Yun Yuqing said as she took the leave slip and hurriedly left.

With only two people left in the office, Ding Muchen dropped her act. She walked over with a tender gaze and embraced the man in the office. "You rascal, you’ve been like a missing person lately. Why haven’t you come to see me?"

Listening to her complaint, Sun Dasheng felt a bit awkward. He placed a hand on her back and stroked it gently. "I’ve just been tied up with company matters and have been busy."

"PFFT! Oh, stop it. Look at you. I know you’re busy; I was just complaining a little. You have such a constipated expression, as if I’m going to eat you alive."

Ding Muchen started getting handsy, but Sun Dasheng stopped her. "We’re still in the office. Let’s be a little more discreet. It wouldn’t be good if a colleague walked in on us."

But Ding Muchen was relentless. "It’s fine. All the other teachers have gone to class by now. I’m the only one free in the office."

Her soft, boneless hand slithered like a snake into his clothes, gliding over his muscles.

"Don’t do this. There might be surveillance in the office. It wouldn’t be good if someone saw us," Sun Dasheng continued to resist.

It wasn’t that he had suddenly become a paragon of virtue. It was just that after going wild all night, he really wasn’t in the mood right now.

"Surveillance? There isn’t any." Ding Muchen looked at him in surprise, wondering why he would say such a thing.

"Just because you can’t see them doesn’t mean they’re not there. Some of the male teachers are real sleazebags; they like to install hidden cameras in the office to take private photos of you female teachers."

Sun Dasheng was just spouting nonsense, but it had the desired effect. Ding Muchen was genuinely scared and stopped her teasing.

She straightened her clothes and looked around, suddenly feeling that the office was fraught with danger, as if there were pinhole cameras everywhere.

"Let’s go talk outside," Ding Muchen suggested.

"Sure, let’s take a walk." A walk after lunch to aid digestion would be nice.

The two of them walked in the small grove at the school. They talked about the recent work issues that had been troubling her, with Sun Dasheng acting as a listener, nodding from time to time.

"The situation is getting worse. Even though your company’s campus recruitment has absorbed a lot of graduates, there’s still a large number of students facing unemployment upon graduation. The employment of new graduates is a constant headache for me."

"Should those issues really concern a freshman teacher like you?" Sun Dasheng asked, a little curious.

Ding Muchen looked at him and chuckled. "Wouldn’t you know it, it’s all because of you, you big shot. The school’s leadership knows we have a good relationship, so they’ve handed all these tasks that aren’t even mine to me. And they have the gall to call it ’With great power comes great responsibility’!"

"Is that so? So I’m part of the reason, then. In that case, I’ll go have a word with your school’s leadership. What kind of outrageous things are they doing? People should stick to their own responsibilities. Dumping such a heavy burden on you without any benefits—that’s no way to do things. I’m very displeased. I might have to reconsider my company’s cooperation with your school."

Hearing the man beside her, Ding Muchen was overjoyed. He’s standing up for me. However, she stopped him. "Don’t be like that. Our school leaders aren’t fools who only make empty promises. Do you really think they’d do this if they knew it would anger you?"

"They wouldn’t?"

"Of course not! They gave me a quota. As long as I meet it, they’ll sort out my promotion in the second half of this year. I won’t even have to wait until next year."

Ding Muchen took his arm. "Thank you. Without you, I know how difficult it is to get a promotion at this school."

"Some of our school’s staff who have been teaching for decades are still just lecturers. For them, becoming an associate professor is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Looking at her face full of admiration, Sun Dasheng felt his vanity instantly satisfied. Being looked at by a woman in such a way certainly brought a great sense of achievement.

He laughed and said, "You’re my woman. Who else would I help if not you?"

"How much more do you need to meet the quota?"

"Thanks to your company’s hiring expansion, not much is left. Don’t worry."

"Mm, don’t worry. If I need your help, I won’t hesitate to ask."

As the two chatted intimately on a stone bench in the small grove, a figure watched them from a distance. The figure snorted coldly, then turned and walked away. After just a few steps, however, she doubled back, took out her phone, and snapped several photos.

「That evening.」

A new account posted the photos on the campus Confession Wall. The title perfectly captured the essence of clickbait journalism: "SHOCKING! School Belle Teacher Caught Sneaking into a Grove with a Man..."

The post had only been up for a short while, but it quickly became the talk of the campus. The onlookers at the art school began to watch the drama unfold.

Some recognized the male lead at once:

[Isn’t that the boss of the company that recruited a lot of our graduating seniors this year?]

[I was wondering why this year’s seniors were so excited. It turns out Teacher Ding fought for us!]

[Right? In the past, our school’s graduates were despised. No one would look at them, and they could only become dead-end extras or switch careers to sales. But this year, everyone’s got acting roles. I was wondering why... turns out it’s all thanks to Teacher Ding.]

[Long live Teacher Ding!]

[I hereby declare Teacher Ding the most beautiful goddess of our art school. Who agrees and who objects?]

[Agree!]

[Only a fool would object.]

Seeing that the Confession Wall was filled with nothing but praise, someone started to get restless. I damn well exposed her so you would all curse her! How has this turned into a praise fest for her?

"Am I really the only one who thinks Teacher Ding is using her body as a bargaining chip, stopping at nothing for a promotion and a raise? A standard-issue gold-digging bitch?"

The message had just been posted when numerous replies flooded in.

[Yeah, you’re the only genius here.]

[Fuck, where did this moron come from? Sounds like someone’s jealous.]

[Totally. Can’t you read the jealousy between the lines? She’s dying to take Teacher Ding’s place.]

[Tsk! Gold-digging bitch? That’s way too harsh. Aren’t Teacher Ding and this handsome guy a perfect match?]

[Wow! Now that the poster above mentions it, I really ship this CP. They’re great together!]

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK! How could this happen?!"

In a dark corner, a figure lifted the keyboard from the desk and smashed it to pieces.