Chapter 442: Trouble Comes Knocking!

Lin Yuan stared wide-eyed…

His whole body seemed frozen under an immobilization spell, his mind a blank…… He didn't even react to the projector light flickering on his face.

"Mmm…… Lin Yuan let out a vague muffled groan……"

He instinctively tried to raise his hand to push Mu Lingxue away.

But his wrist…… was tightly gripped by her, pressed against both sides of the chair.

Mu Lingxue…… had already gently pried open his lips……

She carried a faint strawberry scent, the flavor of the ice cream she had just eaten.

Lin Yuan's chest surged with qi and blood, borrowing a burst of strength.

Lin Yuan's arm suddenly exerted force, he flipped over, pressing Mu Lingxue beneath him……

His arm braced against Mu Lingxue's side, his palm still slick with nervous sweat.

Lin Yuan's eyes were full of panic, even his breathing fell out of rhythm.

The surrounding couples, seeing how stimulating they were playing, also got worked up……

The guys in the back row directly had the girls sit on their laps, their fingertips lightly scratching the girls' waists.

The couple diagonally ahead was even more direct: the guy lowered his head into the girl's neck, gently nibbling her earlobe, the girl's laughter tinged with a shy tremor.

In the cinema, the ambiguous atmosphere like a fine net enveloped the entire screening hall.

Even the air turned sticky and sensual……

Even the horror images on the screen became mere background.

Mu Lingxue lay beneath Lin Yuan, her black hair spread over the chair back, a few strands sticking to her flushed cheeks.

Her breathing was ragged, as if she had just finished running, her chest still rising and falling slightly.

She lifted her eyes to Lin Yuan, her voice still hoarse from the recent kiss.

She whispered, "Now, do you feel anything? Do you like it?"

Lin Yuan's heartbeat pounded like a drum.

The "thump-thump" of his heartbeat rang loudly in his ears.

Lin Yuan nevertheless gritted his teeth and refused:

"No feeling, Officer Mu—I really have no feeling for you."

Mu Lingxue instantly grew anxious, grabbing Lin Yuan's collar.

Her eyes flashed with indignation: "Bullshit! Your heartbeat's all messed up!! I can hear it!"

Lin Yuan's cheeks instantly flushed red, embarrassed as he tried to shift his body……

But Mu Lingxue held his collar, immobilizing him, so he could only mumble an excuse.

"I… it's just that I turned too hastily earlier, that's why my heart raced."

His gaze drifted to the side of the screen, daring not to meet Mu Lingxue's sparkling eyes.

Seeing Lin Yuan still being stubborn, Mu Lingxue's indignation grew stronger!

She jerked her grip on his collar, thrusting her waist upward to try to flip over.

"Stop lying! Today I'm going to make you admit it!"

Her other hand clamped onto Lin Yuan's arm, fingertips forcing it sideways, her body pushing up using the chair for support……

She wanted to press Lin Yuan down again.

Lin Yuan wasn't about to let her succeed, quickly bracing his knee against the seat……

Lin Yuan pushed with his hands on Mu Lingxue's shoulders to retreat backward.

The two pulled back and forth……

The movements grew larger and larger.

"Don't make a scene! This is a public place!" Lin Yuan exclaimed, his voice cracking from urgency, wrist straining to break free.

But Mu Lingxue wouldn't yield at all, instead winding her grip tighter……

Their bodies pressed together, even their breaths mingled.

Suddenly, a sharp "crack…@!" rang out!

The seat Lin Yuan was bracing on instantly gave way……

The joint between the chair leg and seat snapped directly, wood chips splashing onto both of their legs.

Both of them froze?

The tugging motion came to an abrupt halt……

The two locked eyes, both filled with astonishment.

Their actions startled the cinema staff.

A few minutes later, the staff arrived.

"Ahem, sorry to disturb." A helpless voice came from nearby; the cinema staff raised a flashlight, its beam landing on the broken seat.

"You youngsters, play as you play, but pay attention—this seat's broken, you'll have to pay for it."

Mu Lingxue's face "whoosh!" turned red all the way to her ears.

All her earlier spunk vanished; she hurriedly scrambled off Lin Yuan.

Mu Lingxue ducked behind Lin Yuan, her head bowed low……

If she were recognized as a police officer, causing such a scene in the cinema would be utterly embarrassing.

Lin Yuan also felt embarrassed, his scalp tingling……

He rubbed his aching, pressed arm, steeled himself, and stepped forward: "Sorry, sorry—we weren't paying attention; how much do I owe?"

The staff pulled out their phone to bring up the price list: "This is the cinema's custom-made seat; repair plus replacement cost totals eight hundred dollars."

Lin Yuan hastily took out his phone to scan and pay, his fingertips burning.

After paying, neither dared to linger, heads lowered... they quickly followed the staff out of the screening hall.

Just as they reached the cinema entrance, a night breeze blew, and Mu Lingxue slowly lifted her head...

Her cheeks still flushed, she muttered softly: "It's all your fault, insisting on being stubborn..."

Lin Yuan saw her awkward expression, didn't retort, just sighed helplessly.

Leaving the cinema, they walked along the sidewalk toward the parking area.

The streetlights stretched their shadows, making them alternately long and short...

The earlier awkwardness hadn't fully faded, and they hardly spoke all the way.

Lin Yuan first opened the passenger door of the Mercedes, gesturing for Mu Lingxue to get in.

He then went around to the driver's seat and sat down.

As he started the car, he caught sight of Mu Lingxue staring out the window in his peripheral vision...

Mu Lingxue's cheeks still bore a lingering flush...

She clenched her purse straps, still awkward about what happened in the theater.

The car's interior was quiet, only the faint breeze from the air vent audible.

Lin Yuan occasionally glanced at the passenger seat, seeing that Mu Lingxue had no intention to speak...

Lin Yuan also didn't initiate conversation, just focused on gripping the steering wheel, driving toward her residential complex per the address she'd given earlier.

After over twenty minutes, the Mercedes pulled up to her doorstep.

Lin Yuan turned off the engine, about to say "We're here," when Mu Lingxue turned her face toward him.

Her gaze was still a bit resentful, but lacked the earlier fierceness she'd shown in the theater.

Mu Lingxue's tone carried a hint of stubborn insistence:

"Lin Yuan, I don't care whether you like me or not; the lover's agreement we made still stands, and you're still my boyfriend."

"Especially in front of my parents, you'd better not back out—you have to cooperate as agreed, got it?"

Lin Yuan looked at her earnest expression, recalled his promise to help deceive her parents, and sighed helplessly.

Lin Yuan could only nod: "I understand; I won't renege on our fake-couple identity."

Hearing the word "fake," Mu Lingxue's mouth twitched.

She seemed a bit unhappy, yet didn't object.

Mu Lingxue merely pushed the car door open in a huff: "Just knowing is enough."

After getting out, she didn't forget to glance back and glare at Lin Yuan...

Then she turned and hurried into the residential complex, her silhouette quickly vanishing in the light at the building entrance...

Lin Yuan watched her disappearing silhouette, then shook his head helplessly...

His entanglement with the female police flower is impossible to sever, utterly chaotic. Sigh.

If his societal identity were discovered by the female police flower, who knows what consequences would follow?

Lin Yuan couldn't even imagine it.

Lin Yuan restarted the car; the Mercedes' taillights lit up in the night as it slowly pulled away from the residential complex...

In the blink of an eye, the weekend arrived.

Lin Yuan couldn't rest, though; he still had to go to Zhijiang University for class.

Morning sunlight filtered through the parasol trees of Zhijiang University, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Lin Yuan rode his bicycle, wearing a plain white T-shirt and jeans, leisurely pedaling into the campus.

He knew his way to the teaching building...

From afar he saw many students gathered outside the classroom.

He pushed open the classroom door; sure enough, it was packed...

Even the aisles had a few students sitting in on the lecture.

Lin Yuan's gaze swept the classroom, quickly landing on the third row...

You Nianchu was waving at him.

Lin Yuan pretended not to notice.

This girl—better not provoke her.

Lin Yuan made ready, and the class bell soon rang.

He picked up the lecture notes and began explaining the basics of Chinese medical massage.

In this class, the students listened with exceptional focus, even those who occasionally drifted off were few...

You Nianchu also sat in her chair, long hair hanging loosely.

She buried herself in note‑taking, seeming to listen especially attentively.

Forty minutes later, when the dismissal bell rang, a group of students still surrounded Lin Yuan, pressing him for details.

Just as Lin Yuan finished answering the students' last question and was about to gather his lecture notes...

A tall figure suddenly blocked the classroom doorway.

Lin Yuan looked up and saw a middle‑aged man in black sportswear.

The man's brows were tightly knit, his eyes flashing with obvious anger.

The middle‑aged man stared straight at Lin Yuan: "Lin Yuan, come out with me for a moment; I have something to say."

"Who are you?" Lin Yuan asked, puzzled.

The middle‑aged man said coldly, "Zhijiang University College of Physical Education, free combat instructor, Cai Zhengfang!"

Lin Yuan heard this and froze, "Oh, it's Teacher Cai from the College of Physical Education, hello, may I ask what's the matter?"

Lin Yuan felt puzzled inside; he had no connection with that College of Physical Education at all.

Cai Zhengfang said coldly, "Come out, I want to have a proper talk with you!"

Hearing his attitude and tone, there was a feeling that he came with ill intent.

Lin Yuan froze for a moment, but still put down the handout in his hands.

He said to the surrounding students, "If you have any questions, ask them next class; everyone, take a break for now."

Lin Yuan followed Cai Zhengfang... to the open space outside the teaching building.

Soon, many students gathered around to watch the spectacle...

You Nianchu also followed behind, her face full of curiosity.

Cai Zhengfang turned around, arms crossed over his chest, his tone holding back fire:

"You beat my student Yu Feng and a few other members of the Free Fighting Club before—you haven't forgotten that, have you?"

Lin Yuan froze?

So it turns out they came for Yu Feng and the others.

Lin Yuan nodded, his tone calm: "I remember—it was they who first struck and provoked; I was merely acting in self-defense."

"'Self-defense?' Cai Zhengfang snorted coldly, 'The proud members of our Free Fighting Club, beaten down by a teacher of Chinese medicine—if this gets out, where will we put the face of our Free Fighting Club?'"

"'I came today for two reasons: to seek justice for my student, and to clear the name of free fighting—so people won't think we're inferior to the flashy show of Chinese medicine.'"

The surrounding students began to chatter...

Some said Cai Zhengfang was too serious...

Others wondered how Lin Yuan would respond.

You Nianchu couldn't help but step forward a bit.

She whispered to Cai Zhengfang, "Teacher Cai, it really was Yu Feng and the others who started the trouble; Teacher Lin didn't initiate any harm."

Cai Zhengfang ignored You Nianchu.

Cai Zhengfang continued staring at Lin Yuan: "I don't care who struck first—you injured my student, so you owe an explanation… either publicly apologize to Yu Feng and the others, or fight me; if you win, I'll drop the matter."

Lin Yuan looked at Cai Zhengfang and shook his head helplessly.

Lin Yuan replied, "I can't apologize—I didn't do anything wrong; if we fight, what do you want to compete in?"

Cai Zhengfang didn't expect Lin Yuan to be so straightforward??

Cai Zhengfang froze for a moment, then sneered, "Of course it's free fighting—I'll let you use one hand, so no one says I'm bullying you."

The surrounding students gasped in surprise...

Some thought Cai Zhengfang was too arrogant...

Others looked forward to Lin Yuan agreeing...

Lin Yuan shook his head and said:

"Teacher Cai, this is a school, a place for teaching and nurturing, not a venue for brawls—let's just forget about a fight."

As Lin Yuan spoke, he turned to leave, not wanting to cause an ugly scene on campus.

But Cai Zhengfang stepped forward, directly blocking Lin Yuan's path.

Cai Zhengfang furrowed his brows even tighter:

"What's the matter? Not daring anymore? You agreed so readily just now, and now you want to flee the battlefield?"

Just then, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the crowd...

Yu Feng rushed in, panting, his face full of panic: "Cai, Teacher Cai! Don't fight! Don't fight Teacher Lin!"

Yu Feng had also just learned that Teacher Cai had come to cause trouble for Lin Yuan.

So Yu Feng hurried over to stop it!

Yu Feng spoke while grabbing Cai Zhengfang's arm, his heart burning with urgency.

He knew Lin Yuan's identity as a "Priest"!

If Lin Yuan really got angry, not to mention Teacher Cai, the entire Free Fighting Club would suffer.

But Cai Zhengfang shook off Yu Feng's hand with a flick.

Cai Zhengfang's eyes were stern: "Yu Feng! Step aside! You were beaten—this is a matter of face for our Free Fighting Club! It's also for clearing our club's name; it's not your place to speak up!"

Yu Feng still wanted to persuade, but was frightened back by Cai Zhengfang's glare...

Yu Feng could only stand aside, stamping his feet anxiously, his gaze toward Lin Yuan full of pleading.