Chapter 133: Quality Education

“Sir, you really shouldn’t speak like that. After all, this is a public place, and taking off your shoes here is inappropriate.”

With the camera rolling nearby, Yinsan San maintained her politeness and grace, though a slight frown appeared as she reprimanded him. Yet, her words only sparked loud laughter from those around.

“I have to ask, miss, have you ever taken a train before?” The man opposite glanced at Yinsan San’s glamorous attire, then at the photographer filming beside her, nodding knowingly. “I get it. You’re one of those internet celebrities doing live streams, right? Trying to capture our hardships for your content, hoping to get famous off us? So what if your feet stink?”

As he spoke, he looked to his companions, and together they burst into laughter right in front of Yinsan San.

Her face flushed, alternating between pale and flushed, while the viewers watching the live stream grew furious.

“How can someone speak like that? No manners at all!”

“But to be fair, most people on these old trains aren’t very cultured. I’m used to it from frequent rides.”

“Celebrities just can’t understand ordinary people’s lives. They make such a fuss over nothing.”

Noticing some discordant voices in the chat, Fang Wei quietly tugged Yinsan San’s sleeve and whispered, “Let it go. Just endure it; we’ll be there soon.”

Yinsan San frowned in disbelief. “Let it go?”

Having struggled through the entertainment industry for years to reach her current position—respected by directors and crew alike—no one had ever dared speak to her with such insolence. Especially with so many watching and the live camera rolling, her pride felt deeply challenged. A strong-willed person like her could never simply let it slide.

Taking a deep breath, she composed herself and, instead of confronting the shoeless man, turned her words to Fang Wei beside her.

“I know this might sound a bit stubborn, but I’ve always believed that only when each of us holds ourselves accountable can society truly improve. Small acts of kindness matter, and small wrongs shouldn’t be tolerated. If everyone simply says ‘let it go’ in situations like this, when will things ever change?”

Her earnest lecture left Fang Wei speechless, unable to argue, bowing her head silently.

“That’s right, I support Yinsan San!”

“The goddess has such integrity!”

“Why is Fang Wei so soft?”

“She’s too weak.”

The focus of debate among netizens shifted entirely onto Fang Wei because of Yinsan San’s words.

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She noticed the comments but remained silent for the rest of the journey.

Eventually, the shoeless man, wearied by Yinsan San’s nagging, put his shoes back on.

In contrast, the atmosphere on the plane was much more peaceful.

Su Wan Ning sat next to Qin Jing Chen, while the two children were seated across the aisle from them.

Once on board, Su Wan Ning chose the easiest way to avoid trouble: closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.

But shortly after, she noticed the lights dim around her. Then she heard soft rustling—Qin Jing Chen must have turned off the lights and drawn the curtains.

She kept her eyes closed, feigning sleep, though her pupils subtly shifted beneath her lids. This small movement caught Qin Jing Chen’s gaze.

He remained composed, refraining from exposing her.

Soon, a flight attendant approached to ask what they wanted to drink, and Qin Jing Chen quietly replied, “No, thank you. My wife is sleeping; please don’t disturb her.”

“Certainly, sir.”

The attendant left quietly, then peered through the curtain crack, teasing her companion, “Look at that man—handsome and so gentlemanly, treating his wife so well!”

“Well, he’s already married. Don’t get any ideas,” came the reply.

Su Wan Ning thought she could peacefully endure the entire flight, but before long, Qin Jing Chen produced a blanket and carefully draped it over her.

Feeling his hand gently adjusting the blanket, she could no longer hold back and opened her eyes.

Their gazes met instantly, and Su Wan Ning held her breath.

She hadn’t realized how close he was—barely an inch apart, their breaths mingling, even able to see the pores on his face clearly.

Instinctively, she froze, trapped by the seatback behind her with nowhere to escape.

Qin Jing Chen didn’t pull away. Instead, he maintained his posture, his long lashes fluttering in front of her, causing her heart to race inexplicably.

“Did I wake you?”

Did he really need to ask?

Su Wan Ning rolled her eyes silently, not voicing the thought, but her expression said it all.

The photographer was positioned behind them, anxiously holding his heavy camera. From his angle, he couldn’t capture the subtle expressions on their faces.

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“Sorry.”

Qin Jing Chen finally sat upright. The moment he moved away, Su Wan Ning exhaled quietly in relief.

“What are they saying? Why don’t they show us?”

“Is there anything the emperor can’t see? Hurry up and put the camera on them!”

“I’ll pay a hundred yuan—get that camera over here now!”

The viewers clamored in frustration. The photographer, pressured, reluctantly moved to the nearby aisle.

Su Wan Ning caught his movement from the corner of her eye and said firmly, “Please go check on the children. We have something to discuss.”

The photographer froze.

This wasn’t how the scene was supposed to unfold.

“No! We want to hear what they’re saying!”

“Could it be something scandalous?”

“In broad daylight, what does Sister Su want to do with Mr. Qin?”

Qin Jing Chen noticed the seriousness in Su Wan Ning’s tone. He turned to the photographer expressionlessly and repeated, “Go look after the children.”

The photographer had no choice but to wipe sweat from his brow and turn the camera toward the two kids. Once the distance increased, whatever happened between the two adults was hidden from the livestream’s audience.

“Say what you need to say.”

Su Wan Ning took a deep breath, met Qin Jing Chen’s eyes, and asked directly, “What exactly do you intend?”

“What?” Qin Jing Chen seemed momentarily puzzled.

(End of chapter)