The Hong family was gone, and if they had any charcoal, Jiaxin was likely the only one who knew.
Having interacted with Jiaxin, Luo Yang could not be sure that she knew nothing about the charcoal.
Nowadays, Luo Yang was the closest person to Jiaxin.
Seeing her frown and ponder, he knew she was in a bad mood and could only comfort her.
"Class monitor..."
At his gentle call, her pretty face turned even redder, her plump, red lips curled into a smile, casting him a sly glance.
"Class monitor, I will protect you for a lifetime," Luo Yang said sincerely.
At his somewhat confessional words, a sweet smile spilled from the corners of her mouth; though she tried to hide it, she couldn't contain her laughter.
"Class monitor, have your parents ever talked to you about charcoal?" he asked.
"I've never heard my parents mention charcoal from childhood till now. I don't understand what this is all about," Jiaxin recalled.
Seeing Luo Yang's face turn red, Jiaxin couldn't help but laugh.
Their four eyes met, and everything was understood without words.
Suddenly, the familiar ringtone of a cellphone rang out: "only you, can take me to the Journey to the West..."
She thought it was Mr. Shen calling again, her attention sharply focused, intent on listening to the phone call, not caring about anything else.
Luo Yang looked at the caller ID on the phone; it was Suyun calling.
He guessed she couldn't find the exact location of Jiaxin's home.
After answering the phone, Luo Yang said, "Teacher Su, have you arrived?"
Suyun's voice came through, anxious, "Almost there, outside the village entrance. Niu Zai, can you come out for a bit? Someone is pestering me."
She spoke quickly, as if she would not be able to finish unless she rushed through her words.
"Teacher Su, don't panic. I'm coming out to meet you right now," Luo Yang replied.
Luo Yang took Jiaxin with him; he couldn't leave her alone at home.
Jiaxin was stunned for a moment, but didn't struggle, allowing him to lead her by the hand down to the first floor.
They got on the motorbike and with a beep, sped towards the village entrance.
From a distance, they could see Suyun sitting on the motorbike, with a young man in front of her, holding onto the handlebars of the motorcycle, apparently in a dispute.
Jiaxin recognized the young man at a glance and said, "That's a rascal, he often does extortion."
In the blink of an eye, Luo Yang drove the motorbike next to Suyun, who was wearing white jeans, a tank top with a round neck cardigan over it, looking chic and elegant.
A pair of red boat shoes added a touch of charm.
Suyun propped the motorbike with her foot to steady it.
All the while, Suyun was lecturing the ruffian.
She said, "I clearly didn't bump into you. I just stopped to ask for directions, how can you say I hit you?"
The ruffian became a bit fearful upon seeing Luo Yang, but since he didn't know the relationship between Luo Yang and Suyun, he stubbornly said, "You hit my thigh. Trying to deny it? Either pay me five hundred yuan for medical expenses, and I'll go check it out at the hospital myself, or you take me to the hospital for an examination."
There were no cameras around, the truth would never be fully clarified.
"Aren't you being too brazen?" Suyun, reminded of Luo Yang's extraordinary skill, pointed at him and said, "Do you know who he is? He is my student."
On several occasions, Suyun had witnessed Luo Yang's extraordinary skill and his ability to summon help at a moment's notice.
She was convinced he could handle this ruffian right here.
Indeed, upon hearing this, the ruffian was even less composed, casting a sideways glance at Luo Yang, not daring to meet his gaze.
Apparently, he knew who Luo Yang was.
As the saying goes, "birds die for food, people die for money."
The ruffian, emboldened by evil, still insisted arrogantly, "I'm not afraid of anyone. You hit me. Either we settle this privately, or call the traffic police to deal with it!"
Jiaxin couldn't hold back, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. She's my teacher, stop causing trouble."