Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 128 - 126 He Came to School

Jiayi followed behind Liang Tao, holding Liang Anya’s hand, head bowed, without looking at the person on the sofa behind the dining table.

Even so, she still felt a burning gaze, like sparks, hitting her body.

Unconsciously, her palms started to sweat.

Liang Anya felt the sweat on Jiayi’s hand and her deliberate avoidance of looking at Huo Zhenyang, she sneaked a glance at her, "Xiaoyi."

Jiayi saw the worry on Liang Anya’s face and whispered, "It’s okay."

Huo Zhenyang could feel the little one’s evasiveness towards him, his brows deeply furrowed and a glint of indescribable luster passed through his eyes.

Was he really angry?

Or, did he actually hurt her?

Seeing her walk towards them just now, her posture was a bit odd. Could it be that he had really been too fierce earlier?

Just then, as Liang Tao bid farewell to Huo Zhenyang, Jiayi finally breathed a sigh of relief, following the Liang family, they left the revolving restaurant.

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After the weekend, Jiayi and Liang Anya were driven back to the university by Uncle De.

The weekend had been quite pleasant, except for that incident in the bathroom of the revolving restaurant.

However, this also meant that one more instance on the contract was completed. Counting on her fingers, there were only five times left!

Thinking this way, it should be considered a good thing, right?

Jiayi could only comfort herself with such an optimistic attitude.

In the morning, just as usual and nearly time for class, Jiayi picked up her books and went to class with Su Yan.

Today’s morning lecture was on European Design Aesthetics, a major course that was crucial for credits, very important, and absences or lateness would result in deducted points, so students all arrived promptly.

When the two arrived in the classroom, it was already getting crowded, the front seats were taken, so they chose spots at the back.

As class time approached, Professor Fang, the usual lecturer for the course, was still nowhere to be seen.

At that moment, there was noise at the door of the classroom.

The footsteps of a group of people drew nearer.

The leader, an old man in his sixties, wore gold-rimmed glasses, his usually authoritative face now completely respectful as he smiled and spoke politely to someone beside him as they walked.

Su Yan rubbed her eyes, exclaiming, "Eh, isn’t that Principal Luo?"

Principal Luo was the president of Jinhua University, known for his strictness, and was feared by many students to the extent they would avoid him in the corridors.

He rarely appeared on campus, let alone in any particular classroom, and his appearance now stirred up a buzz among the students.

As Principal Luo walked in, his previously smiling face turned stern, and he clapped his hands for attention, signaling the students to settle down, "Professor Fang has some issues to attend to, so for the recent European Design Aesthetics classes, we’ve invited a guest professor from outside to teach."

A guest professor?

The students were all somewhat surprised.

Only to hear Principal Luo respectfully say towards the door, "Professor Huo, please."

Professor Huo—?

Jiayi had an ominous premonition, but she was still comforting herself—there were plenty of people with the surname Huo in the world!

No, how could it be him?

A familiar figure entered the classroom.

The man was dressed in a white shirt, trim and muscular, with broad shoulders and a strong back, eyes as cold as stars, and a nose like a mountain ridge, radiating a sharpness yet also exuding an unusual charm and scholarly elegance. He now smiled faintly, facing the students, his voice resonating like a struck chord, magnetic and steady: "Hello, everyone."

The classroom went silent for two seconds before, apart from Jiayi, who was struck dumb as a wooden chicken, everyone else burst into excited, joyous discussion.

"My God, Jin University hasn’t had a teacher of this quality in so many years!"

"If all future classes are with this guest professor, I promise not to be late or leave early. I’ll get to the classroom so early!"

But Jiayi had finally snapped back to reality. Regardless of the means, this man had now—infiltrated the best university in the country to become a guest professor!

A guest professor isn’t full-time; they are generally elite professionals from various industries, invited by the school to sporadically give a few lectures.

This man is going to teach?

No matter what, his image just didn’t fit with the literate and refined look of a teacher.

So, had this man become a guest professor just to conveniently keep an eye on her and not violate the terms of the contract?

Jiayi’s eyes suddenly darkened, and she unintentionally pressed down hard, snap, the tip of her drawing pen broke on the paper.

"What’s wrong, Xiaoyi?" Su Yan asked, puzzled.

Jiayi composed herself and forced a smile, "It’s nothing. Let’s start the class."

Looking up, Principal Luo had left without her knowing when.

Huo Zhenyang stepped onto the podium and gestured with his eyes for everyone to quiet down. His rich gaze swept around and settled with composed charisma; eventually, unnoticed, it lingered on the tiny figure in the back.

The little lass was dressed today in a white cotton T-shirt and a pleated skirt, her hair tied back in a ponytail, looking every bit the student.

She was a completely different person from the girl he had pressed beneath him in the restroom that night.

Thinking back to the scene two nights ago in the restaurant restroom where he’d taken her fiercely and comparing it with her present innocent appearance created a stark contrast, making him inexplicably agitated.

Stripped of this pure student attire, only he knew beneath lay a body seductive enough to make men’s nosebleeds.

Perhaps, if given the chance, he could fulfill the third task of their contract right here on her university campus?

His leering gaze trailed down like sparks bit by bit until it settled on Jiayi at the very back.

She could guess what he was thinking just from his lecherous eyes. This scoundrel, even during class, was thinking of such things?!

She buried her head, trying her best not to look at the platform.

Yet dissatisfaction showed in Huo Zhenyang’s eyes.

Hmm? Was she planning to keep her head down and avoid looking at him for the entire class?

The classroom was quiet, waiting for the new guest professor to start teaching.

Huo Zhenyang retracted his gaze, pursed his lips slightly, and said to the students in the front row, "You and the last row, exchange places."

Exchange places?

The students were a bit puzzled, but following the gaze of the professor, they understood. He wanted the few boys in the front rows to swap with the girls in the back.

The boys sitting in front were tall, and the girls in the back were definitely shorter than the boys, so was the professor worried that the girls couldn’t see the board and that’s why he had them switch places?

"Wow, Professor Huo is not only devastatingly handsome, but he’s also so considerate and gentle, so nice to women!"

The girls in the classroom turned into starry-eyed admirers, their hands cupped under their chins, nearly prostrating themselves under the man’s authoritative stance at the podium.

"Professor Huo is such a gentleman."

"I really regret not sitting in the last row just now. Otherwise, I could be in the first row now and closer to Professor Huo."

"Yeah, I really want to move to the first row too."

Amidst the sounds of envy, Jiayi clenched her fists slightly and looked at Huo Zhenyang. For some reason, she just didn’t want to give in this time, probably because she hadn’t cooled off from what happened at the restaurant that night.