Evil Witch Saves the World

After returning to the mansion, White An'an, as usual, followed White Xuerou's instructions and came to the dining table to eat her breakfast for the day.

Perhaps because White An'an had attacked White Xuerou without eating first, she now felt a tingling sensation in her stomach, and her steps felt light, as if she might float away.

White An'an could only attribute the strange feelings in her body to hunger, even though in her previous life she had never experienced such sensations when hungry—she had only felt discomfort in her stomach.

As soon as White An'an sat down, she began to devour the porridge and bread before her. However, she felt that this breakfast seemed much sweeter and more fragrant than before, even though she hadn't tasted it yet—it just felt familiar somehow.

The flavor wasn't like Sister Yan's cooking style. If she wasn't mistaken, White Xuerou must have made it.

If yesterday's food was on par with Sister Yan's, then today White Xuerou had definitely won.

Not only was the food delicious, but what made White An'an even happier was that after White Xuerou had ordered her to come eat, she hadn't followed her. Now the entire first floor had only White An'an.

Finally freed from being watched, White An'an ate quickly. Before long, she was full and holding her warm little belly.

That strange floating sensation finally disappeared. White An'an comfortably stretched again, then leisurely moved to the sofa to wait for her two teachers to arrive.

After a while, the mansion door opened again, and Sister Yan entered with Lisa and Mia.

"Young Miss? Why are you here?"

The moment she entered, Yan saw White An'an on the sofa and frowned in surprise.

Logically, White Xuerou should have left by now, and White An'an should be upstairs with He'er trying to find a way to escape. But now White An'an was obediently sitting on the sofa downstairs, and He'er was nowhere to be seen.

So, the only possibility was...

"Of course I told her to wait for the teachers to arrive!"

White Xuerou suddenly walked in through the door Yan had just entered. She hugged the maid from behind and exclaimed happily, wearing a strange yet excited smile on her face.

Yan turned around to look at her "master," her expression gradually darkening. She was beginning to find White Xuerou's mental state puzzling.

"Well then, teachers, please teach my daughter well today. As for me, I'll serve you tea and water!"

White Xuerou released the astonished Yan, clapped her hands, pushed the two teachers toward White An'an, and then ran off to boil water for tea.

"Haha, truly appearances can be deceiving. Mrs. White seemed so aloof, but unexpectedly has such a lively and cheerful personality... even doing the work of a maid herself."

Seeing White Xuerou bring a steaming cup of tea to her, Lisa couldn't help but laugh.

"Not at all! You two are guests, and serving you is what I should do. After all, I used to do this kind of service work before, so now I'm just revisiting old times."

"Oh? Mrs. White, you used to serve others? Were you a housemaid before? Or a waitress?"

"No, I was actually a nun, spending my days listening to others' stories and offering them a cup of tea when they were thirsty."

"A nun... and now you live in a place like this. You must have had quite an eventful life, haven't you?"

"Well..."

White Xuerou, who had been chatting happily with Lisa, suddenly froze at this question. Seeing her reaction, Yan felt a wave of unease and quickly moved to shield White Xuerou behind her. She led White Xuerou upstairs while explaining to Lisa:

"I'm sorry, my mistress hasn't been feeling well lately. Please continue."

"Oh, um..."

Before Lisa could say anything, Yan had already whisked White Xuerou away at incredible speed, leaving just the three of them—Lisa, Mia, and White An'an.

"Lisa, you talk too much."

"No, I don't! Hey, hey, hey, your water is over there. Why are you drinking mine? I just drank from it!"

Since Mia was the first to teach White An'an, she had witnessed the entire scene but hadn't spoken as she was busy instructing White An'an. Now, seeing that White An'an could work independently, she stood up and took a sip from the cup Lisa had just drunk from.

This action caught the attention of White An'an, who had been extremely focused on her drawing.

"Excuse me, Teacher Mia, may I ask what your relationship with Teacher Lisa is...?"

"Hmm? Is An'an curious?" When White An'an asked this, Lisa immediately gave her a mischievous look, as if ready to tell all if she wanted to know.

"Yes! I want to know!" White An'an nodded, growing excited.

Mia frowned slightly and nudged Lisa, advising her:

"Hey, Lisa, don't corrupt the child."

"Oh, come on, what would she understand? Who someone likes isn't something that can be changed by what others say. Otherwise, you and I would have had no future together long ago."

"..."

Although Mia still looked displeased, she didn't stop Lisa anymore. It seemed she had yielded.

"Actually, your Teacher Mia and I are a couple~"

As she said this, Lisa's face turned rosy. Although she appeared outgoing, when it came to her relationship with Mia, she couldn't help blushing.

"What?!" White An'an's hand suddenly jerked while drawing, clearly shocked by what Teacher Lisa had just said.

"But aren't you both girls? Can you be together... mmph!"

"Don't make a fuss while drawing. If you want to ask, ask, but don't make such big movements."

Mia pressed down on White An'an's head as she turned around, looking at the drawing ruined by White An'an's slip. She sighed.

"Of course we can! Both our families are quite ordinary, but we're both quite accomplished in the art field. We met at the art academy. Oh, and it was Mia who pursued me first."

"Teacher Mia pursued you?!"

Upon hearing that the proud and cold Teacher Mia was the one who did the pursuing, White An'an got excited again and accidentally poked through another canvas with her brush.

"..."

Mia remained silent, only blushing as she replaced White An'an's canvas.

"Mm-hmm," Lisa recalled the scene and chuckled. "It was during a joint club evening event—a social gathering between my violin club and the painting club. I had a solo performance, and Mia was the only one in the crowd watching me play violin while sketching."

"At first, I thought I couldn't attract this aloof woman, but surprisingly, as soon as I got off stage, she approached me with her drawing. She gave it to me, saying it was an expression of her feelings and that she wanted to be with me."

"Originally, I didn't want to respond to such a straightforward confession, but when I saw what she had drawn, I couldn't help but accept."

"Oh? What did Teacher Mia draw that made Teacher Lisa accept?"

"It was her playing the violin on stage. I started drawing the moment I first saw her."

Before Lisa could answer, Mia, being the person involved, spoke first, her face as red as an apple.

"Is... is that so?"

"Alright, alright, back to drawing. I'm going to have a word with your 'teacher's wife.'"

Without letting White An'an ask further, Teacher Mia forcibly turned White An'an's head back to the canvas and then rushed over to Lisa.

They made strange sounds that made White An'an curious, so she took advantage of her teachers' distraction to glance back.

What she saw was Teacher Mia holding Teacher Lisa's hand, pressing her down, their lips pressed together like two jellies, apparently enjoying themselves very much.

"Uwaaah..."

White An'an blushed and turned away, trying to focus on her drawing, but her mind was filled with the intimate contact between her two teachers.

Come to think of it... if I draw XueXue's image and meet her again in the future, could I also confess to her like this?

Without realizing it, White An'an had drawn that scene on her canvas. By the time she became aware of it, it was too late.

"Oh no... what did I just..."

"Hmm? Is there a problem?"

Mia saw White An'an's expression and was puzzled, but when she saw what White An'an had drawn, she immediately understood.

"You little..."

Time passed minute by second under the guidance of the two teachers. Only after the violin lesson was also completed did Yan return to the first floor to see the two teachers off.

In the Rolls-Royce, Mia was holding a bag. When Lisa saw it, she strongly demanded to see what was inside. Mia reluctantly took it out to show the other party involved.

What she held was White An'an's earlier drawing of them kissing. The details and composition were extraordinary.

Yan, driving in the front seat, looked at the two teachers in the back and couldn't help but sigh.