"Yuwei..."
In her sleep, Ye Yuwei heard a familiar voice calling her name.
Forcing her eyes open, she realized it was already broad daylight, and somehow, she'd slept through an entire night.
Wu Jingxiang stood at the bedside, gazing at this weary but still delicate girl, as perfect as a porcelain doll. Her eyes glimmered with a complex emotion.
At this moment, golden sunlight streamed in through the window, bathing Ye Yuwei in a radiant glow, like a goddess illuminated by the interplay of light and shadow.
"Teacher Wu!"
Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of grievance washed over Ye Yuwei, and she burst into tears.
"There, there, sweetheart. With me here, no one will dare to bully you." Wu Jingxiang gently held Ye Yuwei, softly caressing her back, her eyes filled with tender affection.
"Yuwei, you're too kind. Next time something like this happens, you must fight back."
