CHAPTER 158 - LIVE HERE TODAY

The Vice Principal originally thought that with Yvette's looks and figure, she would at least look for a man who drives a Mercedes Benz.

If she had known that Yvette was so easy to handle, one who drove a Buick could handle it, he should have spent some money on Yvette a few times.

The vice principal was frustrated.

"Teacher Yvette, is this your husband? It doesn't seem good." The vice-principal said gloomily.

Yvette gave him a glance and didn't say anything.

"Yvette, you know how I treat you at school, and to be honest, it really surprises me that you're looking for such a man."

"No, he's my husband," said Yvette.

The vice principal's eyebrows furrowed, "Where does your husband work? Driving a car like this, it's only $7,000 to $8,000 a month, right? Enough to spend?"

"Enough."

"Teacher Yvette, one must go higher, the school's director Zhang is almost ready to retire, I've been paying attention to you for a long time, I see you're just right." The vice-principal said.

Using a director's position on you, you should be grateful, hehe, the heart must be overjoyed, just pretending to be reserved.

Even a new life can't give you that.

The vice principal was disdainful.

"No need, I'm not qualified enough." Yvette shook her head.

"Haha, have you forgotten who I am? You're enough if I say you're enough, my word on the matter, and now it's mostly a matter of whether you're willing to do it or not, huh? Teacher Yvette..." The vice-principal smiled slightly, his voice arrogant.

Indeed, he is the vice-principal, So his words matter.

"No need."

"Teacher Yvette, you can't do that, you don't go higher, but you flow lower," the vice-principal was really a bit annoyed, it had always been like this, Yvette had always been like this to him.

"Teacher Yvette, I haven't heard that you've got a man, are you embarrassed to say it only this time? I think so, most of the people who drive these cars are working people, and at today's prices, he can't even afford to buy a house, you guys should still be in renting an apartment? Am I right?" The vice-principal is so proud, he's got several houses on his name!

And they're all worth millions of dollars.

Can your man compete with me?

"Yes, renting an apartment to live in, but what does that have to do with you?" Yvette looked at him.

"I'm just concerned about you, your man is incapable of making you suffer with him."

"I didn't feel bitter, it's you who talks too much."

The vice principal's eyebrows furrowed, "Teacher Yvette, what kind of attitude is that? Is it a teacher's attitude towards the principal?"

"Vice, you're the vice principal." Yvette shook her head.

"You! Yvette, I see you don't want to hang around the school anymore!" The vice principal's face darkened.

"You think you're something, right? I was recruited by the principal herself. Try firing me. And so what if my husband drives a Buick? But he's younger than you, and the money will be made someday, and it will be much more than you, but you're at the end of your rope." Yvette said walking away.

Just as Chuck opened the car door and came out, Yvette bit her lip and hugged her over lightly, "Hubby..."

This was the first time Yvette had taken the initiative to hug Chuck.

Chuck drafted, excited, but sensed that she wasn't in the right mood, so he looked at the man in the distance, is this the vice principal?

Chuck was a little impressed, this principal who rarely came to school was also a strange one.

Yvette was suddenly like this, was she wronged?

"Honey, did he bully you?" Chuck asked.

"No, honey, let's go." Yvette let go of Chuck.

"OK." Chuck looked at this vice-principal, who looked particularly ugly.

Chuck and Yvette got into the car and drove away.

"Yvette, Yvette, can't I fire you? Oh, I'm going to make you cry and leave school!" The vice-principal grunted and opened the car door to get in.

The car was ready to leave, but there just happened to be a guy trying to drive and the vice-principal didn't pay attention and almost hit him.

"Fucker, can you drive! What the fuck is this with an old Mercedes? Randomly bumping into people?" This hand slapped being furious.

The vice principal's face was white with anger, and his hands were trembling as he gripped the steering wheel, opening the window, "Just didn't see it? I'm sorry alright!"

"Geez, what the fuck, is there such an apology?" The man came over in annoyance and raised his hand and slapped it away.

A slap.

One side of the vice principal's face was red and very embarrassed, he was confused, and this person hit him. How dare he hit him?

"I'll slap you and say sorry to you too, okay?" The man sneered.

"You!" The vice-principal could not resist and got off the car and wrestled with the man, but he was not old enough for a young man to fight. He quickly begged for mercy, "Ouch, don't hit me, don't hit me...".....…

Chuck pulled up to the place where Yvette rented the house, and Yvette said, "Honey, you be careful on the road."

She said to get off, but Chuck also followed, Yvette startled, whispered, "Honey, what are you doing? Queenie and her sister are upstairs, so drive back early and be good."

Chuck came over, "Queenie and her sister have moved out."

"What?" Yvette was surprised, she even took out her phone to call Queenie.

Only then did she discover that she had a message on her phone, and it was from Queenie, roughly meaning that Chuck had found them an apartment to live in, so she had moved out.

Yvette was relieved, why did this Queenie leave in such a hurry? Is it because she was afraid it will affect me? Yvette was helpless.

"Honey, can I sleep here tonight?" Chuck said.

At this time, silence.

Because Yvette's pretty face had blushed like a peach, this was the first time Chuck had seen Yvette with this kind of expression, with a little bit of shyness, coquettishness.…

"OK." Yvette nodded her head, her voice very, very small.

She was all ready to help Chuck that last time here, this was her psychological defence being breached, plus after so many years of sleeping together, it was something she should be able to do.

A little nervous, even apprehensive, would it be hard? Yvette doesn't know much about this.

Chuck was surprised, tonight he was going to sleep with his arms around Yvette, just like when he was a child.

"Didn't you say you wanted to sleep here? Why are you still standing?" Yvette blushed, Honey, you're teasing me.…

Chuck came back to his senses, busy going upstairs with Yvette, again to the room, the feeling was really different as if he was in his own home but nervous as if he was nervous about going to that kind of place.

In this atmosphere, Chuck has a feeling, busy suppressing this thought.

Otherwise, it would make Yvette look bad.

Yvette closed the door and whispered, "Honey, go take a shower."

"You first."

"You first..."

Chuck had no choice but to go to the bathroom and take a shower, the icy cold water washed over Chuck before he felt the thoughts press down, Chuck sighed down, was he too nervous, too eager to perform in front of Yvette, so this?

Chuck clenched his fists and worked out hard.

He came out of the bathroom, Yvette blushed and her heartbeat accelerated, how to say it, not the first time to see Chuck bare-chested, but this time she was especially nervous, her own husband also has abs.

"Then I'll go wash." Yvette rushed to the bathroom, she was especially nervous, and when she finished her shower, she shyly came out of the bathroom, took several deep breaths, and prepared to go into the room. When the room was done, she froze.

Since there was no one in her own bed, she was curious and went to the living room, where she found Chuck lying on the couch, and Yvette blushed, on the couch?

"Hubby..." whispered Yvette, her voice especially small, all nervous to the point that her voice was trembling.

We've slept together for so long before too ah. Yvette felt so useless, how could she be so nervous ah?

"Well, I'm sleeping on the couch today," Chuck said.

"You," Yvette was startled, what? She was all ready in her own mind, how...?

Yvette was a little lost, she went to the couch and sat down, "Honey,"

It was indescribable when Chuck heard this voice, "Honey, go to bed early."

"Ok, go to bed early," Yvette nodded, the tension in her heart gone, there was only relaxation, "Honey, it's like childhood days. So talk to me."