A female classmate inquired nearby.
She voiced the doubts of most of the students present.
Hu Yue looked at the classmate who asked, her voice calm and straightforward, "Yes, before we enrolled, we already got our marriage certificate."
Soone else exclaid in shock, "Then it’s been two months already, and you knew Teacher Tong long beforehand?"
Hu Yue smiled at the person and nodded, "Yes, our marriage was arranged by our families."
It’s all proper and official.
Although she smiled in front of everyone, her eyes were hollow.
Feng Hui and Gu Jin exchanged a glance; they noticed sothing was not right with Hu Yue. The two of them pulled her out of the classroom, preventing further questioning by their classmates.
The chatter in the classroom beca even more lively after they left.
Gu Jin, Feng Hui, and Hu Yue did not go downstairs; instead, they walked to the end of the hallway on that floor, standing at the bend by the stairway.
With no one watching anymore, Hu Yue’s facade of calmness could no longer be concealed.
Her eyes quickly filled with tears, and she let out soft sobs.
"Hu Yue, don’t cry. Didn’t Teacher Tong explain? You don’t need to feel sad. No one will judge you. There’s nothing wrong between you and Teacher Tong."
Feng Hui thought Hu Yue was crying because of today’s incident, being surrounded and discussed by people.
Hearing her comfort, Hu Yue gently shook her head, wanting to speak but choked several tis, unable to say a complete sentence.
Gu Jin leaned against the wall, watching the crying girl with a calm expression.
She felt that Hu Yue seed soft on the outside, but that wasn’t the case.
There was sothing resilient about her that couldn’t be seen or touched.
She did not voice any comfort, just accompanied the two of them like that.
One cried, and the other comforted.
"Yueyue—"
Until a familiar voice rang out, Hu Yue’s sobbing stopped abruptly.
Looking back, it was Teacher Tong standing at the staircase entrance.
He had just co upstairs, holding a history textbook in his hand.
Hu Yue looked at him with red-rimd eyes, her face slightly flushed, and quickly lowered her head.
"Teacher Tong—"
"Teacher Tong—"
Gu Jin and Feng Hui called out to him.
Tong Bingrong nodded to the two of them and quickened his steps upstairs.
He stood in front of Hu Yue, looking at the young woman before him, and asked softly, "Why are you crying again?"
Hu Yue raised her head, looking at the man who pulled her out of the fire, her voice choked with emotion, "It’s dragging you down. If it weren’t for , you wouldn’t be criticized."
Her sadness stemd from this matter.
She knew she was not a match for the man before her. If it weren’t for the arranged marriage since childhood, she would have had no connection with him at all.
She wouldn’t have the opportunity to attend school now, wouldn’t be living in the best dormitory, wearing the softest clothes, enjoying things she didn’t dare to dream of in the past.
"No one will criticize . Our marriage is by our parents’ order and matchmaker’s words. There won’t be any criticism."
This was a rare mont of warmth from Tong Bingrong, who seldom spoke at such length or comforted anyone.
Hu Yue kept her head down, still very remorseful.
So of the words Wang Yan spoke had gotten through to her.
She had no family background, no looks, no education, and no right to stand in front of this man.
This made her feel inferior, yet she couldn’t bear to let go.
His gentleness was sothing she wanted to hold onto tightly; she was unwilling to give it up.
But she didn’t know what to do.
On one hand, she despised herself, feeling selfish, and on the other, she felt sorry for the man in front of her, feeling like she was bringing sha to him.
Teacher Tong wasn’t aware of her thoughts; seeing her still looking upset, he also didn’t know how to comfort her.
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