Chapter 489: The Sihe Academy of Xila Xila Xila Hutong

The gate of Building 25 was locked from inside, but it posed no challenge to him—he stepped back a few paces, took a running start, and leapt over the two-meter-high courtyard wall.

Hearing noise from outside the courtyard, Yu Yu Yu Shuheng, who was cleaning on the first floor, opened the door to investigate and caught sight of someone sneaking toward the gate.

Yu Laoshi regarded him with a half-smile, her eyes fixed on his: "Climbing over your teacher's courtyard wall in broad daylight—what mischief are you up to?"

Li Heng pouted, pushed past her, and stepped inside: "Teacher, didn't you say last time you were looking for a few Sihe Academy for me in Jingcheng?"

Yu Yu Yu Shuheng shut the door behind her: "You said the more the better—I got five."

She asked: "Do you need them urgently?"

Li Heng nodded.

Yu Yu Yu Shuheng circled him slowly, then leaned close to his ear: "Who are they for? Is this for Song Yu?"

They were both sharp-minded—lying wouldn't fool her, so he simply stayed silent.

Yu Yu Yu Shuheng pressed her full chest against him; at 174 cm, she was no shorter than him, nearly eye-to-eye. After a long standoff, she suddenly turned and headed upstairs: "Follow me."

Li Heng paused for a moment, then followed.

In the study, Yu Yu Yu Shuheng pulled out a thick stack of documents and a bundle of keys from the middle drawer and handed them to him: "I've already transferred ownership—all five Sihe Academy are in your name."

Li Heng was startled, then understood.

At her family's level of power, even if she didn't show up in person, what difference did it make? Many procedures only hinder the lower classes—they mean nothing to her.

As Li Heng checked the property documents, he discovered one of the Sihe Academy was located right near Peking University, on Xila Xila Xila Hutong.

He checked again—yes, it was definitely Xila Xila Xila Hutong.

Li Heng lifted his head, his gaze turning complex.

Perhaps Yu Laoshi had already guessed why he wanted so many Sihe Academy in Jingcheng—so she'd quietly secured him an excellent one in Xila Xila Xila Hutong.

This Xila Xila Hutong was famous: Yuan Shikai's former residence once stood here. Before Empress Dowager Cixi entered the palace, she lived in No. 19, which later became the home of He Siyuan, Beijing's top authority.

Their eyes met. Yu Yu Yu Shuheng stretched languidly, revealing her graceful figure, then teased softly: "Little boy, don't get emotional—I have to charm you first, before I marry you."

Li Heng: "..."

Damn, that sounded off.

Was she implying that after marrying him, she'd turn cold and settle old scores?

The other four Sihe Academy were also in excellent locations: two in Nancanggu Lane, one in Yandaixie Street, and one in Wudaoying Xila Xila Hutong. And their sizes were far larger than he'd imagined.

After reviewing everything, Li Heng asked: "Teacher, how much altogether?"

Yu Yu Yu Shuheng named a price offhand: "I'll give you a discount—just pay me fifty thousand. It's worth far more—the Sihe Academy have been fully renovated, furnished with brand-new furniture and fittings. You can move in with just your suitcase."

Li Heng winced inwardly—if he paid this fifty thousand, plus his investments in Anta Shoes, Weihome, and the New Future Tutoring School, his hundred-odd thousand from writing wouldn't be enough.

Expenses far exceeded income.

This was his hard-earned savings—damn it, overnight he'd become penniless! Truly not worth a damn.

As he calculated his finances, Yu Yu Yu Shuheng said: "If cash flow is tight, you can pay in installments—five thousand per year in principal."

Li Heng blinked, asking casually: "What about interest?"

Yu Yu Yu Shuheng leaned in, arms circling his neck, lips parting to whisper each word directly against his ear: "How about you spend the night with me?"

In an instant, her face flushed red. She bit her lip, gazing at him—her deep eyes seemed to shimmer with spring tide.

In an instant, her face flushed red. She bit her lip, gazing at him—her deep eyes seemed to shimmer with spring tide.

Li Heng shuddered, intensely stirred; it took him a long moment to catch his breath before he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist. Their bodies pressed tighter together.

Yu Yu Yu Shuheng was surprised—she'd only meant to tease him, never expecting him not to retreat today, not to say the classic line, "Teacher, don't play around." She paused, then changed her grip from circling to embracing, pulling his neck closer.

Instantly, the two of them clung together like magnets, the air in the study thick with an indescribable warmth.

Without a sound, as they stood locked in embrace, they felt the renewal of spring—all around them. Long moments passed; the scholarly Yu teacher's body seemed to melt into a volcanic furnace, burning hot.

At one moment, she found his lips, leaned in, kissed him once, then again, her breath sweet as orchids: "Teacher, will you quit your job tomorrow?"

On the surface, she spoke of resignation.

In truth, she asked: I'm willing to marry you—do you dare take me now?

Under rational circumstances, she would never ask this—not now, not yet.

But now her body had betrayed her, no longer obeying her will—if the boy dared carry her to the bedroom, she would offer no resistance.

For the first time in twenty-six years, she experienced this exquisite sensation—and she felt unwilling to let it pass. In the heat of passion, she impulsively voiced the question.

One sentence—Li Heng snapped fully awake, staring at her without speaking.

Long moments passed. With no reply, Yu Yu Yu Shuheng felt a deep sense of loss; her lips, flushed with desire and scholarly grace, trembled, unspoken.

She tried several times to say something, but ended up saying nothing.

After the disappointment came calm. Yu Yu Yu Shuheng didn't press him—she released him willingly, turned, and walked into the shower room to bathe.

Li Heng stood frozen for a moment, glanced down at the property documents in his hand, placed them on the desk, left them there, and walked out of Building 25 without taking them.

At this moment, a restless fire raged inside him, with no outlet.

Just as he was lost in vivid fantasies, Quxinxian burst out of Building 26, shoved the keys into his hand, and sprinted toward the alley's mouth.

Li Heng called out: "Hey! Where are you going? Aren't you staying here tonight?"

Quxinxian looked as if he'd seen a ghost, said nothing, merely pointed toward Building 26, then ran off without looking back.

Li Heng was baffled—what the hell was this idiot up to? What play was he acting out?

With confusion, he turned toward Building 26, stared for a long while, then stepped over the courtyard gate and entered.

PS: Posted first, revised later.

(End of Chapter)