The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 2 The School Beauty's Sister is a Master of Liars [Please recommend and add to your favorites]

Liu Wuyang stared in astonishment at the familiar yet unfamiliar girl before her.

"You...you are Chu Youting?"

Her gaze lingered on Chu Youting, who had taken off her glasses, and she was momentarily stunned.

She certainly remembered this student who excelled in math. But she never expected that Chu Youting would be so beautiful after taking off her glasses, completely overturning her impression of her.

Liu Wuyang considered herself to be quite attractive among the teachers.

She graduated with a master's degree at the age of 25. Not only was she young and beautiful, she was also very popular among students. On several occasions, she was even mistaken for a student not wearing a school uniform by teachers in charge of enforcing school uniform regulations and preventing early romantic relationships on campus.

However, the girl's looks made all her assets seem meaningless.

Although Chu Youting still wore her slightly rustic braided hair, her unadorned natural beauty was already stunning.

If she let her long hair down again, her beauty would probably skyrocket, making her the focus of everyone on campus.

While Liu Wuyang was still in a daze, Chu Youting looked at her curiously and asked softly, "Teacher, what's wrong..."

Liu Wuyang snapped out of her daze, her gaze shifting back and forth between Chu Youting and Zhang Muchen. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she said angrily:
"Well, Zhang Muchen! You're actually having a relationship in college, that's an even bigger offense!"

"Hey? No, teacher! Why are you trying to match me up with someone? I really haven't been dating anyone!"

Zhang Muchen was on the verge of tears, spreading his hands as if he couldn't explain himself.

Upon hearing the words "puppy love," Chu Youting's face flushed instantly. She quickly lowered her head, trying to hide her embarrassment and nervousness.

Although she didn't actually have a puppy love relationship, her shy demeanor at this moment made it hard not to suspect something.

"You two follow me."

Liu Wuyang glared at Zhang Muchen, her tone leaving no room for argument, and then waved for them to follow quickly.

Looking at the unfinished chicken wings and hamburgers on the table, Zhang Muchen felt a pang of regret and quickly started packing up the remaining food.

He then reluctantly followed behind Liu Wuyang, sighing as he looked down.

To be honest, Zhang Muchen was most afraid of Liu Wuyang.

His math scores were abysmal; he could only manage to write a solution to the more complex problems. Liu Wuyang scolded him a lot for this, and was even quite disappointed in him.

To make matters worse, Zhang Muchen's seat was in the last row. And Liu Wuyang loved to sneak in through the back door. Every time there was a surprise inspection, he was always the unlucky one who got caught first.

His phone has been confiscated by Liu Wuyang countless times. Because of this, Zhang Muchen's parents have been called in countless times, and his mother knows the teachers' offices so well that she could find them with her eyes closed.

Every time Zhang Muchen went home, he would inevitably be scolded severely.

At that moment, Liu Wuyang led the two to the car. Zhang Muchen gentlemanly opened the back door, letting Chu Youting get in first, and then he prepared to get into the back seat himself.

As a result, Liu Wuyang grabbed his sleeve, pulled him out, and glared at him: "You two are not allowed to sit together! Go sit in the passenger seat."

Zhang Muchen pouted, looking aggrieved, and muttered, "Teacher, I really didn't have a puppy love! I swear to God!"

"Shut up!"

Liu Wuyang coldly interrupted him, casually closed the car door, and started the car with a swift, clean motion.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Muchen skillfully adjusted the seat and then expertly operated the central control screen, opening the playback software.

"Teacher, may I play a song for you?"

Liu Wuyang glanced at him but didn't say anything, seemingly acquiescing to his actions.

Zhang Muchen had ridden in Liu Wuyang's car several times already. Sometimes when he was sick with a fever, Liu Wuyang would personally drive him to the hospital.

Although this teacher usually seemed fierce and showed him no mercy, Zhang Muchen knew very well that Liu Wuyang's concern for her students was never just lip service.

"Teacher, you don't have VIP access, so you can't listen to many songs. Let me subscribe for you."

As Zhang Muchen spoke, he took out his phone and skillfully scanned the QR code to recharge. Liu Wuyang was too busy driving to stop him.

"You kid, do you have money to burn? I don't listen to music."

Liu Wuyang frowned, her voice carrying a hint of reproach.

But then she suddenly seemed to realize something, her gaze sharpening abruptly: "Zhang Muchen! You actually have a cell phone! Did you forget that we agreed not to bring cell phones to school anymore?"

Zhang Muchen's expression froze instantly, and she forced a smile, "Teacher, I promise next time..."

"Put your phone down, it's confiscated." Liu Wuyang said sternly.

Zhang Muchen had no choice but to obediently do as he was told. He quickly opened his browser, deleted his browsing history, and then put his phone down. He cursed himself inwardly: Damn it, why did I have to be so pretentious and buy a membership for that pretty girl…

Watching this scene from the back row, Chu Youting couldn't help but secretly wipe the corner of her mouth and smile. Her gaze involuntarily fell on Zhang Muchen, filled with a hint of curiosity.

On the surface, it seemed like he had just been scolded by Liu Wuyang. But their interaction was remarkably natural, unlike the relationship between a typical student and teacher; rather, it was more like that of familiar friends.

"Zhang Muchen, so your name is Zhang Muchen."

Chu Youting murmured a sentence to herself.

No one knew that she had actually noticed this tall, handsome boy back in her first year of high school. Around that time, something else happened.
As the car drew closer to the school, Zhang Muchen listened to "Apologize," nodding gently to the melody, his expression relaxed.

Liu Wuyang glanced at Chu Youting in the back seat through the rearview mirror. She saw Chu Youting sitting there quietly, as if she had turned back into that well-behaved and obedient student.

However, without the glasses obscuring her features, her eyes and brows were delicate and beautiful. Liu Wuyang felt a wave of familiarity wash over her, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances, a sense of unease growing within her.

This girl looks so much like... Chu Jiuli?

With a hint of curiosity, Liu Wuyang asked, "Youting, are you and Chu Jiuli sisters?" Chu Youting looked up at Liu Wuyang, hesitated, and seemed a little awkward. Her older sister had always told her never to mention their relationship at school, lest it arouse the curiosity of the boys.

“Um… Teacher, I…” Chu Youting hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and did not answer directly.

Seeing her reaction, Liu Wuyang frowned slightly, feeling even more puzzled.

“Yes, they’re sisters. Don’t you think she’s prettier than Chu Jiuli?” Zhang Muchen interjected while humming a song. “Chu Jiuli always has a cold face, like someone owes her 500 million.”

“Zhang Muchen!” Liu Wuyang frowned, her tone unfriendly. “Think about yourself before you comment on others. If you had half of Chu Jiuli’s academic performance, you wouldn’t be at the bottom of the class.”

After saying that, Liu Wuyang sighed helplessly. She thought Zhang Muchen was a smart kid, but he just didn't focus on his studies and wasted his potential by being lazy and irresponsible all the time.

She turned her head and glanced at Chu Youting in the back row. The girl's cheeks were flushed, still immersed in Zhang Muchen's praise that she was prettier than Chu Jiuli. A faint shyness and secret joy flickered in her beautiful eyes.

Liu Wuyang couldn't help but frown, her tone turning serious: "What's your relationship? Tell me honestly."

She parked the car in a parking space on campus, then unbuckled her seatbelt and stared directly at Zhang Muchen with a scrutinizing look.

"Teacher, we are truly innocent!"

Zhang Muchen looked wronged, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, his tone full of helplessness and grievance.

"I don't believe your nonsense. You're always so irresponsible. If you keep this up, your mother will come to the school ten times a day!" Liu Wuyang gritted her teeth.

“It’s not impossible for my mom to stay here,” Zhang Muchen shrugged.

"Zhang Muchen! You still dare to talk back to me?"

Liu Wuyang's gaze swept over like a knife, her face clearly showing that her patience had run out.

Zhang Muchen immediately shrank back. He knew very well that Liu Wuyang was on the verge of exploding, and if she said anything more, he would likely be met with a beating.

Moreover, Liu Wuyang really knows how to hit, and it hurts a lot.

His mother had already communicated with Liu Wuyang and even gave her special permission.

"Teacher, my son is tough, you can hit him all you want! It's definitely not corporal punishment."

Every time Zhang Muchen thinks of this sentence, he can't help but sigh that his biological mother is truly ruthless.

At this moment, Chu Youting's beautiful eyes darted back and forth between the two of them for a while, then she mustered her courage and whispered, "Teacher, I asked him to take me out to eat KFC. He said he had connections, and I gave him 30 yuan to help me crawl out through a dog hole. We really didn't have any puppy love; it was purely a transaction..."

Her tone carried a timid sincerity, making it impossible to tell that she was lying.

Zhang Muchen was stunned for a moment, bewildered by Chu Youting's "purely transactional relationship," and at the same time shocked by her seemingly perfect lie.

The school beauty is actually a master of making up lies!

Sure enough, when Liu Wuyang heard the words "has connections" and "gave 30," she immediately thought it was something Zhang Muchen was capable of doing. She glared at him fiercely.

"You bastard, you're actually charging me? Tell me where the dog hole is? I'll have the school send people to block it up tomorrow."

Then Liu Wuyang turned to look at Chu Youting, her eyes softening considerably.

"Youting, I can bring you whatever good food you want to eat in the future. But stay away from Zhang Muchen, don't let him lead you astray."

"..."

Zhang Muchen said, "I'm completely innocent."

"Alright, you guys get off and go back. I still need to go to the office building."

Liu Wuyang understood the financial relationship between the two and didn't want to delve any further. She picked up Zhang Muchen's phone and casually put it into her bag.

Zhang Muchen looked at her confiscated phone, feeling a pang of heartache, but could only sigh helplessly. She then strolled back to class with Chu Youting.

It was still lunch break. The campus was deserted. Everyone in the dormitories was asleep, and all was quiet.

The winter sun was very bright, casting soft shadows on the ground.

"Let me ask you something," Zhang Muchen turned to look at Chu Youting, who was following behind him, "Why didn't you tell Liu Wuyang the truth? You could have just said that I asked you to teach me math. That reason would have been reasonable, wouldn't it?"

“Because…” Chu Youting raised her head, a hint of a smile in her eyes, “I don’t believe what you’re saying. Teacher Liu says you’re full of lies, and I think so too. Besides, Teacher Liu is even less likely to believe you using the excuse of teaching math. You don’t seem like someone who can learn.”

"you……"

Zhang Muchen looked at the girl in front of him with a pure smile but a hint of cleverness and was speechless for a moment.

“However, you can still borrow my notes,” Chu Youting said softly.

"Thank you then." Zhang Muchen smiled, his gaze falling on her braided hair. "Could you let your hair down so I can see it?"

Chu Youting looked around and, after confirming that no one was around, whispered, "Just a short walk, okay..."

She skillfully removed the leather rope, and her long, jet-black hair slowly fell down.

Her long, wavy hair, styled from being tied up for so long, naturally covered half of her fair cheek, giving her a languid beauty.

Chu Youting slightly raised her head and her slender fingers twirled her disheveled hair.

It is such a simple action that exudes an undeniable charm, like a slow-motion scene in a movie.

She gently pursed her lips, her light pink lip color as natural as cherry blossoms blooming in spring.

Zhang Muchen was stunned for a moment, silently marveling to himself: This person's looks are truly out of this world.

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