Roles Reversed: Teacher Becomes Sister (Bonus Update)

At this moment, if Lin Yu were to forcefully add, "Neither sisters nor female friends are my girlfriends—I don’t have a girlfriend," it would only come across as overly deliberate. Yan Miaozhu probably wouldn’t believe it anyway.

Since none of it was explicitly about any one person, choosing to remain "flustered and speechless" in silence was the best answer.

"Lin Yu, your photography skills are really impressive. Have you heard about the recent national photography competition?"

"Move your seat a little closer. I’ll pull it up for you online."

Yan Miaozhu pointed to the beanbag chair she had just been lying on.

Lin Yu: "..."

What a move.

Despite Lin Yu’s tall stature, sitting on a beanbag barely elevated from the floor and then leaning in toward Yan Miaozhu…

Damn, it really was the perspective of a big dog!

She’s good at this!

Under the guise of doing it for Lin Yu’s benefit and even proactively recommending a competition, Lin Yu couldn’t exactly refuse without seeming ungrateful.

To avoid being treated like an oversized pet, Lin Yu put up a small struggle.

He waved his hands repeatedly and said,

"Teacher Yan, no need, no need. I’ll just stand and listen."

"A photography competition? I haven’t looked into that kind of thing."

"Mostly because I don’t think my skills are good enough. It’s not something I should consider yet."

Seeing that Lin Yu wasn’t taking the bait, Yan Miaozhu stood up directly and pulled the beanbag chair over for him herself.

"My class rep, it’s only you and me here…"

"No need to be so formal with me, okay?"

Lin Yu nodded: "..."

So today, I’m destined to play the role of the big dog, huh?

No choice.

For now, he’d have to endure the awkwardness and sit down, waiting to see what move Yan Miaozhu would make next.

Pleased to see Lin Yu finally seated, Yan Miaozhu patted his shoulder approvingly.

Then, she began searching online for the so-called competition.

Her search was slow—so slow it felt like a spur-of-the-moment excuse.

But with the country being so vast, there was bound to be some competition happening somewhere.

Whether it was currently ongoing didn’t matter. Even if it was next month or the month after, she could still make it work.

As she searched, Yan Miaozhu struck up a conversation with Lin Yu:

"Lin Yu, I’ve heard a little about your family situation."

"Being so young and having to shoulder the pressures of the future alone—you must have gone through a lot, huh?"

"Whether it’s about school or life, if you ever run into difficulties, you can always come to me."

"You can think of me as an older sister. I’ve always wanted a younger brother to take care of—I’m not that old yet, right?"

"Ah, if your parents could see what an outstanding young man you’ve become, they’d surely be very proud."

Lin Yu’s heart sank: "..."

Hiding the fact that she was married, playing around recklessly—Lin Yu hadn’t judged Yan Miaozhu for any of it.

He just found her a little dangerous to be around and kept his distance.

Using every trick in the book to attract the opposite sex, making them fall for you—that was the standard playbook for players and heartbreakers.

Lin Yu hadn’t taken any of her earlier antics seriously.

But now…

Yan Miaozhu had brought up Lin Yu’s deceased parents.

That was what truly made him uncomfortable.

Playing the family card to boost her odds of winning?

Sorry, that’s a minefield.

At least, it was Lin Yu’s minefield.

Looking at Yan Miaozhu’s hand resting on his shoulder, Lin Yu instantly slipped into character.

With trembling eyes, he grabbed her hand:

"Teacher Yan, r-really?"

"Why… why are you being so kind to me?"

Yan Miaozhu was visibly taken aback.

She hadn’t expected Lin Yu to respond so quickly—and so boldly.

What a young man starved of maternal affection!

His weak spot was so easy to exploit.

Lin Yu’s reaction was exactly what Yan Miaozhu had hoped for.

Tilting her head at a 45-degree angle, she looked up at the ceiling and spoke haltingly:

"Why… Sorry, I don’t know…"

"Why do I want to take care of you like a younger brother? Maybe…"

"Because your resilient, independent personality reminds me of myself? Because we just click?"

"Or maybe it’s your photography skills—I feel like I’ve found a kindred spirit?"

"Could just be because you’re handsome, the type I liked when I was younger, haha…"

"I can’t really pinpoint the exact reason. You’ve stumped me."

This was far from not knowing the reason—she’d just listed several!

Dishing out compliments and hints left and right, making sure Lin Yu couldn’t miss the implications.

No matter.

The tables had officially turned now.

Lin Yu had seen through her game.

If he kept passively defending himself these past couple of days, it would only give Yan Miaozhu the impression that he was easy prey.

Who knew how long her relentless advances would keep coming?

Better to be the one holding the gun than the target.

"Thank you, Teacher Yan."

Lin Yu looked up at Yan Miaozhu with "sincerity" in his eyes.

They held each other’s gaze for a few seconds before Yan Miaozhu was the first to look away.

It wasn’t an act of faux innocence—Lin Yu’s stare was just too intoxicating.

Clear, pure, and heartbreakingly genuine.

It was the kind of gaze only a young man his age could pull off.

Too bad.

Yan Miaozhu’s experience with people was still lacking.

She didn’t realize that anything could be faked—even sincerity.

"Lin Yu, consider this little brother officially adopted."

"From now on, when it’s just the two of us, you don’t have to call me ‘Teacher.’"

Seizing the opportunity, Yan Miaozhu took their relationship a step closer.

Lin Yu played along with a naive nod.

Now that they were siblings, sitting a little closer couldn’t hurt, right?

At the same time, Lin Yu used the friction between his body and the beanbag to scoot forward, adjusting its position.

He inched as close to Yan Miaozhu as possible.

Right now, Yan Miaozhu's posture was... subtle.

Because she’d paused her search to chat with Lin Yu, her legs beneath her skirt remained pointed in his direction.

Watching Lin Yu wiggle closer across the floor, his face seemingly headed straight for her skirt—

Yan Miaozhu took a sharp breath and quickly planted her feet, trying to swivel her chair away.

A mere ten minutes in, jumping straight to business would’ve ruined the fun for her.

She wasn’t like other women.

It wasn’t just the in-the-moment thrill she enjoyed.

What she loved even more was the slow seduction, watching her prey sink deeper with each step.

However…

As Yan Miaozhu pushed against the floor to turn her chair, she failed to notice that its armrest was already firmly in Lin Yu’s grip.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Sliding a beanbag across the floor and grabbing onto something for balance—completely logical, right?

But gripping the chair while someone’s shifting on it and suddenly flipping it over…

Well, that defied physics a little.

But strength was the one thing Lin Yu had in spades.

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(Bonus chapter delivered! The battle continues tomorrow—let’s call it a day for now!)