Section 2

Ah! There is a mistake here

Then you should take more care from now on said Mother Su

Mother Su was watching television downstairs. Upon seeing her come down, she said: "Teacher Rong, please have a seat. I will go and serve you a bowl of black-boned chicken soup."

"Don't tell me that I'm a tutor, not a confidante." Rong Qing felt even more dizzy, having wasted an entire afternoon being toyed with by this little brat, and she was a bit angry for no particular reason. She took out some cold medicine from her backpack, took it while there was hot water available, and then packed her bag, preparing to leave.

Hello...

If you score full marks on this exam, I will leave immediately

Rong Qing drowsily picked up the exam paper and glanced at it. Su Nian's handwriting was beautiful and neat, the paper was very clean, and the problem-solving methods were concise and straightforward. She was almost about to laugh; no wonder no one dared to take on such a student

Indeed, weren't you also deliberately making things difficult for me? You can tell your mother to let me go. Achieving good grades while frequently hiring tutors to humiliate me, is this the new game of the wealthy young master?

"Where?" Su Nian became nervous, looking in the direction she pointed, and then revealed a mocking expression, "That's right, it's '13'. Teacher Rong, are you sure your score wasn't copied from a book?"

She nodded and smiled: "Hello, Auntie, I am Rong Qingke"

Su Nian's face revealed a mocking expression; he resembled his mother greatly, even having a similarly pointed chin. However, his mother was much kinder than he was. He took the test paper and quickly skimmed through it, then proceeded to answer the questions leisurely. Rong Qingke casually grabbed a book and reclined on the rocking chair. The warmth in the room was ample, and with the dehumidifier running, Rong Qingke felt as if she were surrounded by cotton, comfortable enough to become drowsy.

I brought a test paper to assess your level first, and then I will formulate a study plan based on your level. Rong Qing was too lazy to waste words with him; she was here to teach, not to be a servant who catered to his moods

Do not be polite with me, you are about the same age as my son. Even if you do not become Xiaonian's teacher in the future, you should still visit often

"You should go back to your own home to sleep!" Su Nian was even more displeased. She had never encountered such a casual tutor, who showed no sense of professional crisis awareness at all. This is not a bathhouse; how can one have a face full of the expression that only an elderly person soaking in a bath would have.

Su Nian's room has a large balcony, and the floor is covered with a vast white Turkish carpet. The desk is very clean, indicating that he is not a diligent student.

Rong Qing did not respond and did not wish to linger any longer, merely nodding to brush off her attempts to keep her. As she stepped into the elevator, she felt as if her entire being had been disassembled and reassembled, leaving her in unbearable discomfort. When she exited the elevator, she nearly collided head-on with someone.

The wife of a wealthy family is exceptionally well-maintained, making it impossible to tell that she is the mother of a sixteen-year-old boy. Rong Qing has never seen his own mother, but he imagines that a mother would be more simple and unadorned. After all, the mothers depicted in textbooks are always seen mending clothes with a needle under the light, their faces marked by the ravages of time, are they not

Only a child who has been immersed in a honey pot since a young age is qualified to be willful

She can understand her uncle and aunt's position, after all, they are not a wealthy family. Even though their income is decent, every penny is still saved for their son. Having one more person in the house means more meals and expenses, which is always a considerable burden. Therefore, she has no right to harbor any resentment.

I... Su Nian is only sixteen years old after all, and sometimes finds it difficult to cope with the sharpness of an adult like Rong Qing, immediately flushing red in the face. "I'm not playing games; anyway, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Well, thank you, Aunt.

Rong Qing could only smile, thinking to herself how interesting this aunt was, being so "calculating". It seemed that the little rascal had reached an extreme level of mischief. She then truly made herself at home, eating fruit and drinking tea, while the legendary magic star slowly and reluctantly made her way downstairs.

I can do it all by myself, no need for your teaching! Su Nian was also quite straightforward

Mother Su also smiled and pulled her in: "Come in quickly, it's so cold outside. First, have some hot water and eat something."

Rong Qing found it amusing; that expression in Su Nian's eyes was truly detestable and cunning. She spoke in a tone as if she had just finished a meal and was picking her teeth: "Don't forget, little ghost, I am the teacher. When teachers grade papers, anything that is unclear is considered wrong. I won't guess the answers, so you better remember that."

This is a very upscale community in the city, likely home to the children of wealthy families, which is why they are so particular about their tutors, making them quite annoying. She found the student's home according to the address sent via text message. She rang the doorbell, and a woman opened the door

The bus was running the heating, making it warm enough to induce drowsiness. The thin layer of snow from the previous day had completely melted into water, and the wind, along with the books, carved the water into ice in sharp strokes. The road resembled a mirror, with all objects moving cautiously. Rong Qing felt her whole body ache from the warmth of the heating and arrived five minutes later than the agreed time.

Rong Qing has indeed struggled for many years. Since her grandmother passed away, she began working. After all, she needs to make a living. Even though her uncle and aunt promised to cover her tuition and living expenses, the feeling of being dependent on others is not pleasant. Once, she caught them arguing over her matters; both sides felt awkward, yet there was also a sense of relief.

Hmm. Rong Qing felt that she had only been confused for a few minutes, but the person in front of her was displeased, kicking their own foot while holding a test paper in hand

She looked at him unhappily and said, "Are you done?"

You are deliberately making things difficult for me

Indeed, I almost met the King of Hell the day before, and today I am being toyed with by you little ghost, what bad luck!" Rong Qing spat and turned back to warn him without any courtesy, "Don't appear in front of my sister again, she holds grudges, and if she gets angry, she might just tear you apart.

"13 is certainly correct, but you wrote 'B'." Rong Qing is clearly just looking for trouble

Rong Qing could not help but think of the animal known as the fox

His name is Su Nian, and the information is clearly stated on https://www.hetushu.com. Perhaps it is because of his overly strong demeanor that Rong Qingke feels inexplicably at ease. Listening to Su's mother introduce him as if she were introducing a match, she said: "This is your tutor, Teacher Rong. You two should get along well, and I will prepare some food for you."

"I am sorry." The person first apologized, then let out a "huh" sound, and stood still. She waved her hand, walked around him, and the elevator doors closed again. Unconsciously, she turned back to look at the floor the elevator was heading to, which was the top floor she had just come out from.

I wrote ` 13 ' . ''

Young people's bodies are resilient enough to withstand challenges; just the day before, they were too ill to get out of bed, and the next day they are lively and energetic. In the morning, they attended classes at school, then were pulled by junior students to participate in club activities, and in the afternoon, they contacted students' parents to familiarize themselves with the environment

Are you ill

Su Nian felt a bit flustered, not because she was scared, but out of a sense of guilt. There was an unnatural flush on Rong Qingke's face, suggesting she might have a fever. After having done such a terrible thing to her, seeing her weakly step out, he unconsciously followed her.

"No need, Auntie, I have to go, I have other matters to attend to," Rong Qing said with a smile that seemed to be both genuine and ironic. "Su Nian is very clever, you need not worry about him."

The boy coming down from upstairs has a pair of sharp, narrow eyes