Open your eyes! I've transmigrated into the body of the amnesiac crown prince's vicious gi

Shen Ting glanced at him with a puzzled look.

In that fleeting glance, I inadvertently noticed the hickey on his neck.

She immediately rolled her eyes.

Blindly confident and persistent, he now faces the additional charge of having his cake and eating it too.

Neuropathy.

Shen Ting continued flipping through the report card, completely ignoring him.

A female teacher named Song Yaya next to her clicked her tongue and frowned, urging her, "Teacher Qi is asking you a question, didn't you hear me?"

I heard you, so what?

Just as Shen Ting was about to blurt out "None of your business," she suddenly realized that she was a newcomer to the office.

So he abruptly stopped himself from saying it.

There's no need to make enemies when you're new here.

"I'm at school all day. If there's anything you need to say, you can just tell me in person. I don't like using WeChat," she said patiently.

Qi Lu, however, pressed his advantage: "What about QQ?"

Shen Ting: "..."

Silly luck.

She glanced at the time; there were still five minutes before class, so she decided to just take her notebook and head straight to yesterday's classroom.

Perhaps it's because her aura is too strong.

Upon entering the classroom, the previously noisy and bustling class immediately fell silent.

Some of the bolder students were still chatting and laughing, making so much noise that it hurt people's ears.

Shen Ting was somewhat surprised to find that the two students who hadn't been paying attention in the back row yesterday were now sitting obediently in their seats.

She couldn't help but ask, "Why weren't you two paying attention in class yesterday? Was the teacher's lecture boring?"

One of the chubby students, Chu He, shook his head.

After staring at Shen Ting for half a minute, he stammered, "I can't see the blackboard."

Shen Ting then belatedly realized that he always squinted when looking at distant objects, but his eyes were normal when looking at things up close.

He must be nearsighted.

"Have you talked to your parents about this?" she asked again.

Chu He pouted: "I told them, they said it was because I was playing on my phone, and they confiscated my phone, but I still can't see clearly."

Shen Ting couldn't help but frown; these parents were far too unreliable.

In the past, she might have taken the students to get glasses herself, because she couldn't let the children's eyesight be compromised.

But now, she is penniless and just an intern.

Shen Ting sighed softly, preparing to talk to Liang Jie about it when she returned to her office after class.

She then asked another student, Zhang Bingbing, "And you? Why were you dozing off?"

Zhang Bingbing initially didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Later, realizing that she meant no harm and wasn't fierce, he answered cautiously.

"I...I'm sleepy."

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

Zhang Bingbing hesitated, unsure how to answer.

Chu He joked, "You're just playing on your phone too much, aren't you?"

Zhang Bingbing shook his head: "No, that's not it! It's because my parents often argue... I can't sleep."

Shen Ting patted his shoulder sympathetically.

That's why every problem child is usually the one with the mildest symptoms in the family.

She wanted to say something more, but then the school bell rang.

Shen Ting glanced at the two of them; one was making faces as if he couldn't see the blackboard, while the other was frantically prying open his eyelids to force the computer to turn on.

She simply wrote down what the teacher said in her notebook and made annotations in the margins using the simplest and most colloquial language possible.

I'll tear it off and hand it to them as soon as class is over.

"I'll talk to your homeroom teacher and see if we can move you to the front rows."

After saying that, she went straight to Liang Jie's office.

After hearing this, Liang Jie adjusted her glasses and said, "Both children's parents are busy with work and it's difficult to negotiate. If you really care, I suggest you go and communicate with them in person. This can be considered part of your preparation before officially starting work, right?"

Shen Ting was speechless: "Where is the class teacher? I'm just an intern."

Liang Jie said coldly, "It's Xiao Qi."

Shen Ting took a deep breath, preparing to talk to Qi Lu about this.

She was prepared to argue with this scoundrel for half a day.

However, Qi Lu simply nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

Shen Ting was a little worried, but she had said all she could say and didn't know what else to say.

She had just sat down when she received a WeChat message from Shi Yan.

[Shi Yan: [Sent you a PDF]]

Shen Ting: ?

[Shi Yan: These are the rental listings I recently inquired about. Take a look and pick three we'll visit in person.]

[Shi Yan: If you don't want to run, I can go. I'll film it for you.]

Shen Ting opened the PDF and was somewhat surprised.

It details the price, size, lighting, and other information for each rental property; it's very comprehensive.

She spent half an hour comparing them before selecting the three with the best cost performance and sending them to Shi Yan.

[Shen Ting: Let's go see it together after I get off work.]

You can't be lazy when looking for accommodation, after all, this might be where you live for the next year.

Shi Yan raised an eyebrow in surprise when he received her message.

I thought she would choose the most expensive property.

Shi Yan stared at his phone, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside him.

She seems... to have really changed.

But this change left him feeling breathless.

Following him indeed caused her suffering.

Shi Yan's eyes dimmed. He took a deep breath, turned off his phone, and prepared to continue delivering food.

He was distracted, and as soon as he started the electric scooter, he nearly bumped into a portly man next to him.

The man snapped irritably, "Can't you watch where you're going?"

Shi Yan quickly apologized.

"Watch your step next time! If you dare touch me again, I'll make you pay!"

Ignoring the man's malicious curses, Shi Yan rode away on his electric bike without looking back.

Behind him, the man stared at his back and patted his suit jacket in disgust.

"Pah! I got hit by that lowlife delivery guy, so dirty!"

He cursed as he opened a WeChat group on his phone.

In the group chat, the leader tagged him, saying that the company was going to recruit a batch of new people recently, and asked him, an employee in the human resources department, to do the job well.

He quickly replied with an "okay".

*

After delivering a takeout order, Shi Yan suddenly remembered that he had a job interview in a few days and needed to buy a suit.

He recalled what Shen had heard before.

"You only earn this much money a month, and you have the nerve to spend it all on yourself? From now on, you have to report to me in advance for every bill that exceeds 20 yuan!"

His eyes darkened as he typed on the screen.

[Shi Yan: I have a job interview at a big company on Friday. I'd like to buy a suit, is that okay?]

At the same time, Shen Ting received this message and was somewhat puzzled.

Just buy it, why ask her about such a small thing?

Are they really so strict about male virtues?

She replied with "OK" and casually scrolled up the chat history, almost spitting out the tea she had just drunk.

This page is filled with all sorts of insults directed at him.

Shen Ting: "..."

She nervously searched for cute emojis, trying to salvage her image.

Just as he was about to send it out, Qi Lu suddenly appeared.

"Who are you chatting with?"

Shen Ting was startled and quickly closed her phone.

Unbeknownst to her, Shi Yan, sitting on the other side of the screen, was staring at it with a puzzled expression.

On the screen, the latest message Shen Ting sent was an emoji.

A stick figure crawled into the chest muscles of another muscular man and cried loudly.

Shi Yan: ...?

Is she hinting at something?