Chapter 122: The Plan for the Women's Academy

“My sister hasn’t been feeling well these past few days,” Lin Ruo said.

“No, you need to lie down,” Lin Xi insisted, firmly pushing Lin Ruo down.

“Lin Xi, sister—”

But Lin Xi had already made up her mind.

“Honey, come here!”

“Forget it, Lin Xi,” Yang Fan sighed.

“No, this is the only way for the two of us sisters to be happy!” Lin Xi said, pulling Yang Fan closer.

“Sis, I’ll leave him to you,” Lin Ruo bit her lip, as if making a difficult decision.

At last, she drew Yang Fan onto herself.

Lin Xi lay down on her side, leaving Lin Ruo and Yang Fan locked in a deep kiss. Yet Yang Fan noticed the tears on Lin Ruo’s face.

It was as if they had returned to that night and day before—but this time, Yang Fan and Lin Ruo were truly husband and wife.

Yang Fan slept in the middle. Both Lin Ruo and Lin Xi fell asleep, and he couldn’t quite grasp the swirl of emotions inside him—bittersweet, overwhelming.

“Lin Ruo, I—”

“Don’t speak. I don’t want to hear it,” Lin Ruo said with her eyes closed, not opening them.

“I’m afraid you’ll leave,” Yang Fan admitted, tears welling up as he held the woman he loved tightly. Lin Ruo no longer resisted.

“From now on, when it’s just the two of us, don’t touch me,” she said.

“I’ll treat you well for the rest of my life,” Yang Fan whispered.

Silence fell.

The next day, the snow still fell relentlessly.

Lin Ruo developed a fever. At dawn, Yang Fan felt her body suddenly burning hot.

A high fever.

“Lin Ruo!”

“Sis!”

…

Yang Fan was terrified. He asked a waiter for blankets and summoned a doctor immediately.

She was exhausted and just wanted to sleep soundly. The night before felt like a release.

After a full day and night, Lin Ruo’s fever finally subsided by morning.

She opened her eyes to see her beloved sister sleeping on one side, and the man she loved on the other.

Everything seemed unchanged.

The snow in Tianning stopped two days later. Half a day after, traces of snow could only be found atop the tall buildings along Tianning Street.

“Today we’re going to the Women’s Academy. Tonight, Lin Xi and I will stay there. You can do whatever you want,” Lin Ruo said.

“I’m not doing anything!” Yang Fan replied.

“That’s what you said. When we get to the Women’s Academy tonight, you’ll let Huo Xinxie go home alone!” Lin Ruo said as she drove, newly purchased car in hand—they couldn’t drive their old car out of the garden community anyway.

Money was no object; after all, over two hundred million had just been wired in a few days ago.

“I’ll go buy you clothes. Give me some money,” Yang Fan asked.

“Dream on!” Lin Ruo snapped.

“By the way, in two days, you’ll spend the day with us again. After that, it’ll be next month. Tian Li Dan should be ready to take by then, and we won’t be with you for the new year!”

“What are you planning?” Yang Fan asked.

“We’ll be at the Women’s Academy, guarding here and getting familiar with the abilities of the powered,” Lin Xi answered.

“Then who will spend the new year with me?”

“Wang Yun will be here tomorrow,” Lin Xi said.

“Stop thinking about all that. Get familiar with the powers and do something productive.”

“All right,” Yang Fan agreed.

With Yang Fan’s arrival, the Women’s Academy buzzed with excitement.

These girls hadn’t seen their master for a long time.

“Master!”

“Have you picked out your new clothes?” Yang Fan asked.

“Master, everything’s been delivered and collected,” they replied.

“Good, then let’s eat!” Yang Fan smiled. There was a large cafeteria here where everyone ate, and a supermarket. To control the girls, each was given a card with limits on how much they could spend on snacks.

To help the girls adapt to life outside, and with special permission from the Tianning government, Yang Fan restructured a large area around the academy to build a miniature society.

They could work part-time to earn pocket money, which could be spent in this small society and the supermarket on things they liked.

Perhaps, in the future, a female entrepreneur might emerge from here.

Most importantly, it was about preparing them to adapt to society—a deep lesson to be implemented the following year.

This was a plan devised by Yu Fei and the others, who had truly racked their brains for these girls.

“By the way, master, after we eat, we’re going to the theater to watch rehearsals!”

They meant the girl group of the Women’s Second Institute.

This was the greatest resource here, their happiness. They had chosen forgiveness, even if they didn’t fully understand what forgiveness meant.

And they could get along well with the girls from the Second Institute.

That was the greatest progress.

“Great. How’s their training going?”

“Very well. They’re working hard!”

“Next year, when they take the stage, we’ll be right here cheering them on!”

“All right!”

“Master, have a drink we made ourselves. It’s called ‘Forever Together.’”

Yang Fan raised the glass, gazing as if at the stars. Under the lights, the effect was quite beautiful.

“The sun—that’s you, master. We are the stars.”

“And the moon?”

“The moon is you too. You will always be the greatest.”

Yang Fan took a sip. It tasted good, with a hint of alcohol—though he couldn’t drink now.

Just then, the girls from the Second Institute came over after class for dinner.

“Master,” the girls still seemed a bit timid.

“How’s the training going?” Yang Fan smiled.

“It’s going well,” Principal Dai said.

“Why not move the Second Institute here next year? There are several dormitories behind. They’re doing well together now, and it would be easier to manage them all in one place.”

“That’s feasible,” Principal Dai agreed.

“You can focus solely on the Bianhua Girl Group, which will lessen your burden.”

“I don’t mind at all.”

“Thank you for your hard work, Principal Dai,” Huo Xinxie said from the side.

“It’s no trouble at all. I find it fulfilling,” Principal Dai said, sitting down.

One girl brought Principal Dai her meal.

“Thank you, Yang Xin!”

Being here brought joy.

That afternoon, sitting in the theater was one of the girls’ favorite pastimes.

They watched rehearsals by day and movies by night, making a ruckus until eleven o’clock when the dorm lights went out. Only then did Yang Fan and Huo Xinxie return to Tianning.

“Wang Yun will be here tomorrow, did you know?”

“I know. She’s coming here for the new year. By the way, where do our parents live?”

“In the province,” Huo Xinxie said.

“You’re not also a second-generation official, are you?”

“No, my parents are both high school teachers.”

“Haven’t you told our parents about us?”

“I have. When we have time, I’ll take you home.”