Chapter 393: Her and His Story

He hurriedly bent down to pick up the pen, his ears instantly reddening to the base, his fingertips feeling slightly hot when they touched the pen barrel.

After picking it up he didn't dare raise his head, only able to stare at the blank page in his notebook, feeling the gaze on his back like tiny pricks stabbing him.

Qin Bore followed the direction the girl pointed, her gaze landing on Lin Yuan's stiff back......

Qin Bore lightly curled the corner of her red lips, but didn't directly respond to the rumor, merely walking to the podium and gently placing her lesson plan on the desk.

Qin Bore's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable authority: "Alright, class, it's time to start; let's bring our focus back to the lesson."

But the students weren't about to let it go easily; a boy in the front row laughed and pursued:

"Teacher Qin, did Teacher Lin come specially to listen to your lecture? He carried you to the office earlier, we all heard about it!"

Lin Yuan lowered his head even further, his fingers unconsciously picking at the corner of his notebook—this was too embarrassing.

Qin Bore picked up the chalk, wrote the words "International Finance" on the blackboard, then turned to look at the students after finishing.

Her gaze swept over Lin Yuan, pausing for half a second before she smiled and said: "Teacher Lin is here to audit and learn; our school encourages interdisciplinary exchange, so if anyone has economics questions, feel free to chat more with Teacher Lin now. But for now, let's start the class."

"Teacher Qin, is Lin Yuan really your rumored boyfriend or not? We're really curious!" a female student asked curiously.

Qin Bore lightly pressed her red lips, then suddenly said: "If you think so, then it is."

Whoosh!

As soon as she said that, the entire class was shocked!

However, Qin Bore's next sentence brought the situation back under control.

"Just kidding, everyone, stop gossiping—I'm just ordinary friends with Teacher Lin. Come on, let's start class." Qin Bore patted the podium desk and began the lesson.

But for some reason, hearing Qin Bore's explanation, a faint flicker of loss crossed Lin Yuan's heart……

So, just ordinary friends?

Qin Bore walked up to the podium, first smiling and raising her hand to quiet the students' chatter: "Alright, class time, let's first discuss professional matters."

She opened the courseware, and the title "Financial Risk Control" popped up on the screen.

"Today we'll discuss financial risk control……" Qin Bore began lecturing.

Lin Yuan sat below the stage and began to listen attentively.

Just ten minutes into the lecture, Qin Bore suddenly turned her head to look at Lin Yuan in the back row, her eyes smiling:

"Teacher Lin, in traditional Chinese medicine they often say 'prevent illness before it occurs'; isn't that somewhat like our finance's 'risk warning'?"

Lin Yuan hesitated a moment, then stood and replied softly: "Indeed similar; TCM observes pulse and tongue coating to ward off major illness, while you rely on data to guard against market fluctuations—both are about early detection and early response."

Someone downstairs secretly raised their phone to film the two making eye contact, but Qin Bore paid no mind, smiling and gesturing for them to sit down as she continued lecturing.

When discussing risk prediction cases, she casually remarked: "During my undergraduate studies at UCLA, I did a similar small project and won 'Outstanding Graduate'; the prize was a set of financial databases, which I still occasionally use."

The front-row students immediately exclaimed "Wow!", someone whispering: "An Outstanding Graduate from UCLA? That's too impressive!"

When the interactive session arrived, a bespectacled male student suddenly raised his hand: "Teacher Qin, did that project win a Sloan Scholar Award? I've seen it in journals; they say it's a major award from MIT!"

The entire class fell silent instantly, everyone turning their gaze to Qin Bore.

Even Lin Yuan sat up straight, curious.

Qin Bore didn't avoid the question, smiling and nodding: "That's right; at the time the project results were quite outstanding, and I was fortunate to receive this award."

At that moment, the students were shocked, and their admiration for Qin Bore grew even stronger!

Professor Qin, truly a super-genius ace in the economics world!

The Sloan Scholar Award, this is indeed a top-tier international economics prize!

Lin Yuan also subconsciously straightened his back, his pen hovering over the blank notebook.

Who would have thought Qin Bore actually had such achievements in her professional field?

Lin Yuan felt the gap between him and Qin Bore widening more and more.

She is a phoenix standing beneath the starlight.

And he is merely a worthless waste from a fallen family in the traditional Chinese medicine community.

Lin Yuan sighed helplessly.

Lin Yuan suppressed his complex emotions and continued listening to the lecture.

Although he had no exposure to the finance specialty, Qin Bore explained things in plain terms, often using everyday life examples as analogies.

Moreover, with Lin Yuan's college entrance exam score of 750—the mark of a top student—he could actually understand Qin Bore's lecture.

Moreover, I don't know whether it's intentional or not……

Qin Bore occasionally used traditional Chinese medicine as an example, which made it easier for Lin Yuan to understand.

Lin Yuan lowered his head and casually jotted down two keywords in his notebook; when he lifted his eyes to look at Qin Bore again, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"This woman…… not only is her appearance outstanding, but her professional ability is also so strong—no wonder students all want to sit in on her lectures."

When Qin Bore lectured on risk avoidance, she deliberately used a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy as an example, and from an economic perspective analyzed how to stabilize clientele and avoid operational loopholes.

Lin Yuan listened, his eyes lighting up——

Back then, the Lin Family Medicine Shop collapsed precisely due to operational loopholes, being deliberately framed…… and also failing to see market changes.

These lessons seemed tailor-made for Lin Yuan.

The more Lin Yuan listened, the more focused he became.

He clearly realized…… this knowledge would be extremely useful for reviving the medicine shop and dealing with those who had ruined it back then; he immediately made a silent resolution to study business and economics seriously.

When the dismissal bell rang, Qin Bore had just stored the courseware in her computer, and the front-row students immediately surrounded her to ask questions.

Moreover, some bold boys wanted to hit on Qin Bore and ask for her WeChat.

But they were all rejected by Qin Bore.

Lin Yuan didn't rush to leave; he leaned against the back-row desk waiting, still clutching his notebook filled with notes——

On it he had deliberately marked the key points "Medicine Shop Inventory Risk Control" and "Customer Flow Data Analysis"—both examples Qin Bore had given in class combining traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy.

Waiting for the students to gradually leave, when only the two of them remained in the classroom, Lin Yuan stepped forward and lightly tapped his fingertip on the notebook:

"Professor Qin Bore, today's lecture on the risk avoidance of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, plus the methods of data-driven analysis, was especially useful to me; I want to say thank you."

He paused, then added a bit embarrassedly, "If it's convenient, I'd like to come listen to your lectures more often later; even just taking notes would be fine."

Qin Bore closed her laptop, shoved the power cord into her bag, looked up and smiled at him, her eyes gentle: "Sure, my schedule can be checked on the college's official website, but I have very few classes on weekends."

"No problem!" Lin Yuan immediately replied, "I'll come over when I have no classes during the week; I won't disturb your teaching."

Lin Yuan followed Qin Bore to the hallway, quietly asking her…… which books to read for studying economics, hoping she'd recommend a few introductory ones.

Qin Bore stopped walking, pulled out her phone from her bag and typed while saying, "First look at classic textbooks to build a foundation; I'll send you the book list."

After sending the book list, Qin Bore added, "The last two books are ones I wrote myself; if you don't mind, take a look."

When Lin Yuan opened the book list and saw the author column "Qin Bore", he was completely stunned—

He had never imagined that Qin Bore was not just a rich second-generation heir, but had also written economics works herself.

He stared at the phone screen, thinking of Qin Bore's education, awards, and works, suddenly feeling the gap between them was especially large, a faint sense of inferiority quietly rising in his heart.

But this inferiority was quickly suppressed by determination; Lin Yuan clenched his phone, secretly vowing to master this knowledge, first to clear his family's debts, then to deal with the enemies who caused the Lin Family's traditional Chinese medicine clinic to go bankrupt.

He looked up at Qin Bore, speaking sincerely: "Professor Qin Bore, today's lecture on the clinic's risk avoidance was extremely useful to me; I'll treat you to dinner tonight to show my gratitude."

Qin Bore's eyes curved as she listened, smiling and saying, "Having dinner is fine, but I want to eat the dishes you cook."

Lin Yuan didn't expect her to make that request; he froze for a second, then immediately nodded, "Okay!"

Qin Bore smiled at Lin Yuan: "Wait for me downstairs at the teaching building for a moment; I'll go back to the office to grab my bag and come."

After saying that, she turned and walked toward the office, the hem of her ivory dress swaying lightly with her steps.

As she pushed open the office door, her phone in her pocket vibrated; she pulled it out and saw the caller ID showing—【Secretary Lin Yun'er】.

After answering the call, Qin Bore casually tucked the hair that had fallen behind her ear back behind her ear, her voice somewhat casual: "Hey, Yun'er."

From the other end came Lin Yun'er's voice: "Miss, the teaching materials I helped you organize this afternoon—are they working well for you? Those cases were designed based on the risk points of your family's traditional Chinese medicine clinic's bankruptcy back then; he should be able to understand them, right?"

Qin Bore walked to the desk, opened the drawer, took out her bag, her fingertips brushing the strap: "Pretty good; he listened attentively, so he should have understood everything."

She paused, a smile at the corner of her mouth: "These risk points are tailored to his situation; they're only useful if he takes them in. They can help him avoid the pits he's fallen into before."

Lin Yun'er on the other end let out a soft sigh, her tone full of bewilderment: "Miss, for his sake you specially looked into the details of the Lin Family clinic's bankruptcy, stayed up late revising the teaching materials, even fine-tuning the risk points to be just right—you're practically guiding him hand‑in‑hand. What are you after? Is all this trouble worth it?"

Qin Bore's gaze fell to the window, where she happened to see Lin Yuan downstairs, head down, playing with the greenery by the flowerbed.

A fleeting, hardly noticeable tenderness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Qin Bore said lightly: "You wouldn't understand; my affairs don't need your questioning—just follow through from now on."

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Yun'er to speak again, she gently hung up and slipped her phone back into her bag.

Qin Bore walked to the dressing mirror in the office, her fingertips lightly smoothing the wrinkles on her ivory dress, then tidying the hair hanging at her shoulders.

In the mirror, her brows and eyes were gentle, capable of toppling nations.

Qin Bore's lips slowly curved into an arc.

Lin Yuan, in the past you protected me.

Now it's my turn to protect you.

……

Qin Bore went downstairs; Lin Yuan was waiting for her down there.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, let's go, let's get something to eat." Qin Bore said, pressing the car key.

The red Ferrari horse king sports car parked beneath the teaching building had its headlights flash on instantly.

Qin Bore opened the car door and slid into the driver's seat, turned her head to the still‑dazed Lin Yuan, smiled and lifted her chin: "Why are you just standing there? The passenger seat won't bite—hop in, let's get to dinner sooner."

Lin Yuan hurriedly opened the door and got in, the soft leather seat gently embracing him; he quietly fastened his seatbelt.

Watching Qin Bore skillfully shift gears and press the accelerator, the sports car smoothly drove out of the school.

Along the way, the Ferrari attracted countless envious glances from students.

This is a sports car worth tens of millions, after all.

The life of the wealthy is truly wonderful.

The Ferrari had just turned out of the school gate onto the outer asphalt side road……

But just then, seven or eight black motorcycles suddenly darted out from both sides!

With a "vroom——" the engine noise split the air; the motorcyclists wore black helmets, their bikes leaning sideways, quickly forming a surrounding ring in front, behind, and to the sides of the Ferrari……

Forced to, Qin Bore slammed the brakes, the tires screeching against the pavement.

The lead motorcyclist took off his helmet, revealing Ye Long's face.

Huh?? Ye Long of the school basketball team?

Seeing this guy, Lin Yuan furrowed his brow?

Ye Long still had the school basketball team's black wrist guard on his wrist.

Ye Long slowly got off his bike, walked up to the Ferrari's window, his tone very aggressive!

"Lin Yuan, you beast in human clothing! You're not being a proper teacher, insisting on a student‑teacher romance with a female classmate, huh?! Get out of the car!"