The Beautiful Teaching Assistant Gave Me Three Children, Shocking the Entire School
Chapter 49 - 49 49 The Class Monitor's Phone Call

49: Chapter 49 The Class Monitor’s Phone Call 49: Chapter 49 The Class Monitor’s Phone Call A week passed in the blink of an eye.

One morning, Tang Yuxin went out for class.

While Xiao Fei was staying at home analyzing stocks, his phone on the table suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was a call from the class president, Liu Yue.

Although the male-to-female ratio at Shanghai Jiao Tong University was fairly balanced, in their finance department—where the number of female students significantly outweighed the males—

The proportion of girls was still relatively high.

In their class of over fifty students, there were nearly thirty girls.

Among these thirty, Liu Yue stood out as the most cheerful and outgoing, and she also had the best figure.

Although her looks weren’t particularly striking, whenever a classmate faced difficulties,

If she knew about it, she would enthusiastically help out.

Because of this, everyone in the class loved this “Lady Bodhisattva,” and her popularity was extremely high.

Back in freshman and sophomore years, Xiao Fei had benefited from her help several times.

Naturally, he had a good impression of Liu Yue.

Xiao Fei smiled, picked up his phone, and answered, “Hello, President.

What’s up?”

[Oh my~]

[The winner in life still takes my calls?]

On the other end, Liu Yue’s teasing voice immediately came through.

The entire school now knew about Xiao Fei and Tang Yuxin’s relationship.

“What winner in life?

I’m just at home taking care of the kid every day.”

[Hahaha…

You’ve got a wife and kid.

If that’s not winning in life, then what is?]

“Alright, President, stop teasing me.

Tell me, what is it?”

[Alright, I’ll get straight to the point.]

Liu Yue stopped joking around.

[Xiao Fei, I heard you bought a house and a car in Jinyu Huafu?]

“Yes, that’s correct.”

[Hmm…

I see.

That means your finances are in good shape.

That’s a relief.

Honestly, I was worried that having a wife and kid would put a strain on your finances, so I wasn’t planning to talk to you about this.]

Xiao Fei furrowed his brow.

“What’s up, President?

Are you having financial troubles?”

[No, no, not me.]

Liu Yue quickly clarified.

[It’s Zhang Xiaolei, you know her, right?]

Zhang Xiaolei?

Xiao Fei thought for a moment.

He quickly recalled that she was a girl in their class.

A prime example of someone who changed her fate through the college entrance exam and escaped her impoverished hometown.

Xiao Fei was already somewhat familiar with Zhang Xiaolei’s family situation.

Though he didn’t know the specific details, he had noticed her extreme frugality in daily life, which spoke volumes.

“What happened to Zhang Xiaolei?”

[Her father—their family’s sole breadwinner—was injured while working on a construction site.]

[The contractor doesn’t have the money to compensate him, claiming the developer still owes them payments.

But Zhang Xiaolei’s father needs urgent surgery, and they don’t have the funds right now.

So I was thinking that maybe we classmates who are relatively financially stable could chip in to help out.]

So that’s the situation.

Xiao Fei immediately understood.

He thought of Zhang Xiaolei, recalling her image.

Every time he saw her, she seemed to always opt for the cheapest meals in the cafeteria, surviving on pickled vegetables and steamed buns most of the time.

She looked frail and small—like someone suffering from malnutrition.

“I’m in.”

“Donations, right?

Should I just transfer the money directly to you?”

Xiao Fei trusted Liu Yue’s character deeply and didn’t worry about any issues arising from sending the money directly to her.

[You trust me this much?

Aren’t you afraid I might pocket it?]

“Would you even do that?”

[Hahahaha…

Just because you trust me so much, I promise to handle this flawlessly!]

[Alright, just transfer it to me via WeChat.]

WeChat?

The limit isn’t enough.

“No, President.

Better send me your bank account number instead.”

[Eh?

Isn’t WeChat transfer enough?]

“The limit’s too low.”

Liu Yue picked up on his insinuation.

[How much are you planning to donate?

Just contribute what you can; it’s the thought that counts.]

“Don’t worry; money isn’t an issue for me right now.”

Liu Yue thought for a moment, then nodded.

[Alright, I’ll make sure Zhang Xiaolei gets the money and send you a donation summary later.]

“No need for that.”

Xiao Fei smiled and chatted a bit more with Liu Yue.

Just as he was about to end the call, Liu Yue remembered something:

[Oh, Xiao Fei, one more thing.]

“Hm?”

[So, the school anniversary is coming up soon, and there’s a cultural performance event.

Are you planning to sign up or anything?]

“Come on, I’m taking care of a kid here!”

“Where do I have the time for a performance?

Besides, what can I even perform?”

[Stop pretending.

I’ve seen that video of yours—your Guqin skills are incredible, and you’re good at the flute too, right?]

[Tsk tsk, playing in a duet with Yu Gaoshan?

That’s not something the average person can pull off.]

Xiao Fei hadn’t expected Liu Yue to bring that up.

“Tch…

Fine.

I’ll sign up for something.”

[The Guqin?]

“That’ll do…”

Finally, Xiao Fei wrapped up the call with Liu Yue.

Not long after, Liu Yue sent over her bank account information and included a donation summary sheet listing how much each classmate had contributed.

Xiao Fei scanned the sheet: most donations ranged from a few hundred to a few thousand, with the occasional classmate from a wealthier background giving tens of thousands.

Xiao Fei opened his phone, logged into online banking, and transferred a sum of money to Liu Yue’s account.

…

At the same time.

In the girls’ dormitory at Shanghai Jiao Tong University.

Liu Yue, clutching her phone, suddenly heard the sound of a notification.

She opened it and immediately covered her mouth, gasping.

“Oh my gosh…!!!”

“What’s with all the fuss?”

Another girl in the dorm turned around and asked.

“Fifty… fifty thousand…”

“Fifty thousand what?”

“Xiao Fei!”

Holding the phone, Liu Yue’s face was filled with excitement.

“Xiao Fei donated fifty thousand to Zhang Xiaolei!”

Fifty thousand.

For college students, especially those with average family backgrounds, this was an astronomical sum.

When Liu Yue said that, the other three girls in the dorm were dumbfounded.

In the next moment, they all rushed over to see the notification of funds received on Liu Yue’s phone.

“It’s real… Xiao Fei is loaded.”

“No wonder he can afford a house in Shanghai!”

“How come we never noticed that there’s such a rich guy in our class?”

“Rich guy?

I heard Xiao Fei earned all that money himself.”

“I’m so jealous of Teacher Tang…”

The girls sighed one after another.

If they had known Xiao Fei was this exceptional back in freshman year, they would have shamelessly pursued him.

Liu Yue, however, wasn’t paying attention to their chatter.

Her mind was entirely focused on Zhang Xiaolei’s situation.

“This is wonderful.

With this money, Zhang Xiaolei’s father’s surgery expenses are completely covered.

There’s even enough left to help their family improve their living conditions.”

“Xiao Fei is such a good guy!”

Without delay, Liu Yue updated the donation summary table.

After double-checking it, she sent the updated sheet to the class group chat.