“All right, let’s go . ” Xuxu stretched her hand behind Yan Rusheng and gave him a hard pinch .
Yan Rusheng furrowed his eyebrows and spoke none further .
They went to the convenience store inside the hospital to get some gifts . Xuxu grabbed a carton of milk and bread, she then unwrapped them .
Yan Rusheng specially chose the most expensive items to flaunt his wealth in front of Zhao Zheng . As he was about to pay, he took out a black credit card with unlimited spending . He casually tossed it on the cashier . “There . ”
Xuxu had a mouthful of bread in her mouth . She helplessly snorted . ‘What a showoff!’
Zhao Zheng stood at the side, observing him with a contemptuous expression etched on his face .
He felt that other than being rich, there was nothing good about Yan Rusheng . He was mean, arrogant, condescending, and his character was horrible . He always used to bully the girls, especially Xuxu .
He couldn’t stand Yan Rusheng at all .
But in the end, Xuxu ended up marrying him . It was the most infuriating fact that he couldn’t take it lying down .
“Zhao Zheng, hold this . ” After footing the bill, Yan Rusheng passed him two heavy boxes .
Zhao Zheng didn’t want to, but since Xuxu was around, he wanted to appear like a gentleman . He received the boxes .
His shoulders slumped the moment he received the boxes with his hands .
Meanwhile, Yan Rusheng held a light bag containing some fruits .
With his free hand, he held Xuxu’s hand and walked ahead of Zhao Zheng . He deliberately wanted to display how loving they were .
Xuxu suddenly regretted having suggested visiting Teacher Zhao . She had clearly underestimated Young Master Yan’s pettiness . It was beyond her imagination!
Teacher Zhao stayed in a single ward . Zhao Zheng explained that his father’s student was a director at the hospital . He proudly said that the student arranged this ward, especially for his father .
As expected, Yan Rusheng made a snide and sarcastic remark once again .
There was a man in his sixties lying on the bed as they opened the door . He was wearing glasses as he read a magazine .
He was engrossed that he didn’t notice them entering .
Xuxu noticed his balding head and suddenly felt nostalgic as memories rushed in .
Teacher Zhao who was once so energetic and lively during lessons before .
“Teacher Zhao,” called out Xuxu with a soft voice as she entered . She was trying her best to contain her emotions .
The old man slowly lifted his head and looked at Xuxu . His slightly murky eyes were sparkling with excitement . “Oh dear, you are . ”
He could recognize her face but couldn’t remember her name . Xuxu smiled . “Wen Xuxu!”
“Xuxu!” Teacher Zhao cast the magazine aside and instantly got off the bed .
Xuxu hastened her footsteps . “Teacher, don’t move from the bed!”
She grabbed his arm and supported him, so he could sit on his bed .
“It has been more than a decade since you graduated . ” Teacher Zhao held her hand, looking overwhelmed . “You were the top student for the English subject that year . ”
He sounded so proud of her achievements .
Xuxu smiled and subconsciously threw a glance at Yan Rusheng with a triumphant smile .
Yan Rusheng quietly snorted, apparently annoyed . He glanced at Teacher Zhao . “Teacher Zhao, you can still remember Wen Xuxu, but what about me?”
This was what he hated most about Wen Xuxu . Both of them were academically excellent, but he did not understand why the teachers only had Wen Xuxu in their eyes . They always chose her as their classmates’ role model or the one who received the most praises .