Chapter 388: Three Women Vying for One Husband

Du Wanhe raised an eyebrow, the tray in her hand not lowered, her tone carrying a hint of a half-smile: "Oh, really?"

"What problem is so important that it has to be discussed even during a meal?" She paused, her gaze sweeping over You Nianchu's notebook in front of her, "I'll also listen and learn; I happen to be interested in traditional Chinese medicine dietary therapy, maybe I can add a few lines."

Lin Yuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly pulled the chair beside him.

He offered Du Wanhe an out: "No problem, no problem, there's an empty seat here, let's sit together; more people discussing can bring more ideas."

Du Wanhe sat down accordingly.

Lin Yuan sat between the two, clearly feeling the pressure on Du Wanhe's body ease.

That hint of coldness in her eyes couldn't be hidden, even the fingers gripping the tray tightened slightly.

He knew all too well the consequences of angering this woman, so Du Wanhe is not someone to provoke.

You Nianchu, however, was a bit displeased; she directly looked at Du Wanhe, her displeasure undisguised: "What I need to discuss with Lin Laoshi is a very detailed point about acupoint combination, involving previously unpublished cases, so it's not convenient for outsiders to hear."

She said this, making a "please" gesture toward Du Wanhe.

You Nianchu's attitude remained direct: "Please ask Du Laoshi to leave first; after we finish talking, you can come consult Lin Laoshi later and it won't be too late."

The students at the surrounding tables, who had been secretly watching the commotion, upon hearing You Nianchu's words, instinctively put down their chopsticks.

Everyone knows Du Wanhe is a psychology professor with deep seniority and strong presence at the school; normally when students see her they are polite to her by three points.

Moreover, the most important point is, Du Wanhe is the principal's daughter!

But the campus belle You Nianchu... actually dared to directly "drive" her away.

Du Wanhe looked at the stubbornness in You Nianchu's eyes, not getting angry but instead giving a light laugh.

But Du Wanhe's smile didn't reach her eyes: "Oh, not convenient for outsiders to hear? I thought it was a widely open academic issue; turns out it's still a 'secret' case."

She didn't move, still sitting at the table edge, her gaze landing on Lin Yuan, waiting for him to state his position.

You Nianchu, however, didn't retreat, still staring at Du Wanhe: "It's inconvenient; please understand, Du Laoshi."

As she spoke, she held her back ramrod straight, her eyes fixed directly on Du Wanhe, with no hint of avoidance, showing not the slightest fear of this beautiful female professor.

It seemed that Du Wanhe's status and presence, in her eyes, were not at all intimidating.

Du Wanhe watched You Nianchu's unyielding demeanor, and the suspicion in her heart grew clearer.

A woman's intuition told her that this girl wasn't purely interested in discussing academics.

That hint of concern she couldn't hide in her eyes clearly showed she had taken a liking to Lin Yuan.

Du Wanhe set down her chopsticks, her tone losing the earlier half-smile and gaining several degrees of seriousness: "You Nianchu, I need to remind you of one thing: Lin Laoshi is a part-time lecturer at the school, you are a student, and our school has clear regulations that teacher-student relationships must maintain an appropriate distance."

As soon as she said that, even Lin Yuan instinctively tensed his body.

Du Wanhe didn't stop, continuing: "Academic issues can be openly discussed in the classroom or office; there's no need to insist on 'secret communication' during a meal, and more importantly..."

She paused, her tone gaining an undeniable warning: "Teacher-student romance is absolutely unacceptable; it violates school rules and would affect Lin Laoshi's professional reputation. I advise you not to harbor such inappropriate thoughts, lest everyone ends up embarrassed."

You Nianchu's face instantly flushed, not from shame but from anger! She was about to retort...

Then she saw Du Wanhe suddenly pick up the public chopsticks, pinch a piece of the steamed fish that Lin Yuan loves, and place it directly into his bowl.

Du Wanhe's tone was natural, as if she were an old acquaintance of many years: "Lin Yuan, you worked hard giving your lecture this morning; eat some more fish to replenish your strength, you have another class this afternoon, right?"

This action carried an obvious demonstrative meaning, even the surrounding students were startled.

What the heck? What's going on??

Du Wanhe Laoshi, actually gave Lin Yuan a side dish??

Could it be that Du Wanhe Laoshi and Lin Yuan are actually the real romantic couple??

Lin Yuan's chopsticks froze mid-air, looking at the fish in his bowl, then at Du Wanhe's eyes hinting something; he could only give a dry laugh: "Thanks, Du Laoshi, I have no class this afternoon, I'm preparing to return to the office to organize materials."

You Nianchu watched this scene, her inner fire flared even more!

She didn't care about any rules, directly looking at Lin Yuan, her voice carrying a hint of spoiled stubbornness: "Lin Laoshi, I want to eat a drumstick; the one in your bowl looks more tender, could you give it to me?"

You Nianchu said this, her eyes fixed straight on the braised drumstick in Lin Yuan's bowl, completely ignoring Du Wanhe's expression.

Lin Yuan froze for a moment; the drumstick in his bowl was one he had just picked up and not yet eaten. Seeing You Nianchu's expectant gaze, he fumbled and passed the drumstick to her: "Here, be careful it's hot."

You Nianchu took the drumstick, deliberately lifting her chin toward Du Wanhe's direction.

You Nianchu curled the corner of her mouth into a smug smile, then took a blissful bite: "Lin Laoshi, you're so good; this drumstick tastes far better than the one in my bowl."

Du Wanhe saw You Nianchu like this? This is clearly a provocation!

A flicker of smile flashed in Du Wanhe's eyes; she set down her own tray, directly picked up her chopsticks, grabbed a big mouthful of fish-flavored shredded pork, lifted her wrist slightly, and extended it toward Lin Yuan's mouth.

"Lin Yuan, this fish-flavored shredded pork was specially made by the canteen master; the sweet-and-sour flavor is just right, try it." Her tone was natural, as if feeding someone were utterly ordinary, though her eyes subtly swept over You Nianchu.

You Nianchu wouldn't yield; after putting the drumstick back in her own bowl, she immediately picked up a piece of freshly shelled shrimp, quickly moved to Lin Yuan's other side, her voice carrying a hint of eager sweetness: "Lao Shi! The shrimp is fresher, eat mine first, it has no bones, it's convenient to eat!"

Two pairs of chopsticks, one on the left and one on the right, were extended to Lin Yuan's lips; the sauce aroma of the fish-flavored shredded pork and the freshness of the shrimp lingered at his nostrils.

Lin Yuan's body instantly stiffened; his left hand clenched the tablecloth tightly, his right hand held his own chopsticks, not knowing where to put them.

And the students all around were utterly shocked?

Oh my goodness!

Du Laoshi and You Nianchu? These two women actually simultaneously used chopsticks to feed Lin Laoshi?

This scene made the students all widen their eyes!

Unbelievable, this scene before their eyes?!

"I... I can do it myself, you guys eat your own!" Lin Yuan shrank his neck back, his cheeks flushed red, his eyes darting between Du Wanhe and You Nianchu, afraid to offend either side.

Du Wanhe's chopsticks didn't retract; instead she pushed them forward again, her tone carrying a hint of irrepressibility: "No problem, just open your mouth; you strained your voice lecturing this morning, you don't have time to pick your own vegetables."

You Nianchu also followed, pushing the shrimp forward, so anxious she almost touched Lin Yuan's lips: "Lin Laoshi, eat mine quickly! The shrimp will lose its freshness if it gets cold; I specially picked the biggest ones!"

Lin Yuan felt like he was being roasted over a fire; on one side was the unbeatable beautiful female professor, on the other the obstinate campus belle student.

He opened his mouth, but for a long time he didn't dare to bite down, his heart only hoping someone would come to "save the scene."

Just then, a slight sound of high-heeled footsteps came from the cafeteria entrance.

Qin Bore held a tray with a portion of greens and a bowl of tofu soup, her head lowered as she looked at her phone searching for a seat, her steps unintentionally shifting toward the window side.

She lifted her head and glanced around the seats; her gaze had just landed on Lin Yuan's table?

Qin Bore's finger paused, and her phone almost slipped from her hand.

She clearly saw Du Wanhe and You Nianchu each holding chopsticks, feeding Lin Yuan, while Lin Yuan sat awkwardly frozen in the middle.

Qin Bore raised her eyebrows, a flicker of surprise flashed in her eyes, then she quickly returned to her usual composure.

Her steps didn't stop; instead she walked toward that table, her tray still giving off a faint steam.

Qin Bore held her tray, walked lightly to the table, a gentle smile on her face, her gaze sweeping over the tense situation at the table, she spoke softly: "Lin Yuan, are you having a meal? So lively."

Her voice wasn't loud, but like a gentle breeze, it instantly broke the tense atmosphere at the table.

Even the students nearby who were secretly watching the excitement instinctively quieted down a bit.

At that moment, You Nianchu was holding a plump shrimp with her chopsticks, extending it toward Lin Yuan's mouth, her eyes showing a hint of unwillingness to lose; obviously she wanted to compete with Du Wanhe.

Seeing this, Qin Bore naturally handed over her empty plate to You Nianchu, saying in a natural tone: "Classmate You Nianchu, this shrimp looks fresh; come, let the teacher have a taste, good thing I didn't put this on my plate."

You Nianchu's hand froze in midair, looking at the empty plate Qin Bore handed over, then glancing at her gentle yet unyielding gaze; her hostility surged instantly.

She could tell Qin Bore was helping Lin Yuan out of the predicament, but deliberately steering the conversation toward herself.

She pursed her pink lips, her fingers exerting slight force; not only did she not put the shrimp into the empty plate, she directly shoved it into her own mouth, chewing forcefully as if venting dissatisfaction, and deliberately glanced challengingly at Qin Bore.

Qin Bore wasn't angry either, smiling as she took back the empty plate.

Qin Bore turned her head to look at Du Wanhe, who was holding fish-flavored shredded pork and about to put it into Lin Yuan's bowl.

Qin Bore spoke with a hint of familiar casualness: "Teacher Du, Lin Yuan doesn't like fish-flavored shredded pork; he always says the sweet sauce is too greasy and makes him uncomfortable."

Du Wanhe's pretty face changed slightly.

She had known Lin Yuan for so long, yet never noticed this detail; how could Qin Bore know it so clearly?

Even Lin Yuan was a bit surprised: "Yeah, he doesn't like sweet sauce... how would Qin Bore know?"

Qin Bore also took a seat at the table.

Three women surrounded Lin Yuan, eating together.

This scene is just...!

The atmosphere at the table was very quiet, only the noise from other tables in the cafeteria remained; the three women surrounding Lin Yuan created an awkwardness so thick you could wring water out of it.

Qin Bore seemed unaware of the awkwardness, still smiling as she picked some lightly stir-fried vegetables from her tray and placed them in Lin Yuan's bowl: "Lin Yuan, eat more vegetables; you said last time you've been getting a bit heated lately, so lighter is better."

You Nianchu, meanwhile, angrily poked at the rice in her bowl, occasionally glancing up to glare at Qin Bore, yet she didn't dare directly refute her as she did with Du Wanhe.

Because she knew Qin Bore's true identity.

So You Nianchu could only secretly compete in her heart.

Lin Yuan looked at the piling vegetables in his bowl, then glanced at the three women beside him, each with their own thoughts, and felt his head swelling.

Originally just an ordinary lunch, how did it become like this, and suddenly there was an extra "mediator" Qin Bore who only made the atmosphere more stiff?

The surrounding students were also dumbfounded; they originally thought it was two women fighting over a man, but didn't expect another beautiful female professor, Qin Bore, to appear.

Is this three women vying for one husband??