Chapter 4

Jiang Luting demonstrated a dance for him. After dancing for a while, she felt that something was a bit off. Turning her head to take a look, she found Huo Yiting sitting under the eaves with his legs crossed, watching her.

Jiang Luting usually sat in front of him in a very proper and serious manner. Today, however, she was lying on the sofa, her long hair spread out like spilled ink across the beige sofa, the ends hanging down almost to the carpet. Her bare feet were exceptionally pale, almost translucent, with slightly plump, round toes.

Huo Tongtong blinked her big eyes, looking as if she had been startled: "Dad, I can't jump rope"

Therefore, the person that Huo Tongtong likes the most is Jiang Luting. Once they return home, she pulls Jiang Luting upstairs to her room to play. Once out of Huo Yiting's sight, the little one becomes lively and jumps around, almost a bit unruly

Huo Tongtong watched the children in the animated show with a shepherd dog, and he was almost drooling. "Teacher Jiang, I really want a dog."

Due to Jiang Lvtin's frequent discussions with Tong Tong about animal novels, particularly stories about hunting dogs and guide dogs, he has developed a great fondness for dogs

Mr. Huo has returned

Huo Yiting completely reshaped her perception. He actually has dinner at home almost every night, and rarely goes out on weekends, spending his time at home, sitting by the river at the door to fish

The warm atmosphere in the living room has vanished completely

Over the past two years, due to smiling too much at the children and sweetly at the parents, she has developed two fine lines at the corners of her eyes. In contrast, Mr. Huo's face appears unblemished, showing no signs of the ravages of time; at thirty years old, he remains exceptionally handsome.

Huo Tongtong immediately sat up with a start, and Jiang Luting also turned over and sat up at once

Huo Yiting responded with a sound of acknowledgment

Jiang Luting did not have high hopes that Huo Yiting was that person, so drawing this conclusion did not bring much disappointment. She calmly continued to treat him as a parent of a student.

The restaurant is spacious and beautiful, with exquisite white porcelain tableware arranged on a carved solid wood dining table, shining as if new. The dinner is sumptuous and exquisite, everything is perfect as if it were a scene from a movie, yet the male host sitting at the head of the table creates a stifling low pressure that greatly affects one's appetite

Is he really that terrifying? Both the big and the small seem as if they have seen a ghost. Mr. Huo appeared somewhat displeased. Usually, when he is unhappy, his gaze becomes particularly cold.

She typed until twelve o'clock, then washed up and went to bed. The biological clock she had developed over the years was very punctual. The next day, when she woke up and looked at her phone, it was just a quarter past six. After washing up, she put on a pair of sneakers and lightly walked downstairs

Jiang Luting mustered the courage to meet Huo Yiting's gaze, as if being enveloped in a torrential downpour of pear blossom needles

Huo Yiting returned home and casually glanced at the time, which was exactly 8:00. Upon reaching the entrance of the living room, he halted his steps

Aunt Liu took Tongtong to take a bath. After everything was in order, Jiang Luting sat at his bedside, rubbing his tender little hands while continuing to tell him the story of Sun Wukong battling Ultraman.

In fact, he looks better in sportswear, appearing youthful and energetic

Huo Tongtong was unwilling, hugging a pillow, rolling back and forth on the bed like a dumpling

He has thick, black hair and his brows and eyes appear very youthful. Unfortunately, he often wears a cold expression and rarely smiles. However, Jiang Luting has noticed that his constant expressionless demeanor has its advantages; it makes it less likely for him to develop wrinkles

Jiang Luting readily agreed and then cast a sympathetic glance at little Huo Tongtong.

At first, she thought that Huo Yiting's way of speaking was a form of deadpan humor, but later realized that it was actually a form of cold sarcasm, capable of inflicting internal injuries with just a casual remark

Jiang Luting also thought that Huo Yiting would definitely disagree

Huo Tongtong immediately lay in her arms to look at various dog photos on Baidu together with her

"Mr. Huo, please speak." Jiang Luting raised her head, just in time to see a bouquet of roses in the center of the dining table blocking half of his face. Without the exchange of glances, she felt much more relaxed, her gaze boldly resting on his jaw, taking the opportunity to rest her eyes.

Jiang Luting was so frightened that she almost rolled off the sofa

After settling in Huo Tongtong, she quietly stepped out of the Huo family residence. The large house, lacking a mistress, appeared empty and desolate, quite lonely. Originally, the house was already quiet, and on top of that, Huo Yiting's aura was so cold that Aunt Liu particularly enjoyed Jiang Luting's weekend visits, saying that her presence brought warmth and liveliness to the Huo residence, making it feel like a home

Mr. Huo is a master in this field

Huo Yiting returned from his run, took off his sportswear, changed into a shirt and long pants, and once again exhibited that meticulous and rigorous demeanor.

The dining table was quiet, without a sound. Jiang Luting and Huo Yiting, having exercised in the morning, had a good appetite, while only Huo Tongtong found it difficult to swallow in front of a pile of sumptuous food.

Mr. Huo's power is indeed formidable; merely calling his name is enough to resolve everything. Jiang Luting could not help but be convinced of this.

She has never had any thoughts about Huo Yiting, at most she was just amazed when she first met him

Aunt Liu practices Tai Chi on the lawn in front of the courtyard

The story reached nine o'clock, and Jiang Luting asked Tongtong to go to sleep

Huo Tongtong and Jiang Luting felt a sense of relief, exchanging a joyful glance with each other. As soon as Huo Yiting left, Huo Tongtong quickly turned on the television. When Huo Yiting is at home, even watching cartoons is considered off-limits.

Later, after spending some time with him and getting to know him, she realized that she did not need to test or inquire at all; every tall man in the world could potentially be that person, except for Mr. Huo, who was definitely not the one.

Mr. Huo, I will take Tong upstairs to sleep

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful a face may be, it cannot conceal the perpetual expressionlessness, the constant overcast skies, and the year-round haze. Moreover, this person is quite sharp-tongued, often leaving others gasping for breath with their biting remarks.

Huo Yiting is as strict with the children as a soldier, with a schedule so rigorous that it seems inhumane. There is no distinction between weekends and holidays; they must go to bed by 9:00 PM and get up by 7:00 AM without any chance to linger in bed.

After dinner, Huo Yiting unexpectedly went out for a drive

Huo Tongtong is still young after all, having studied for half a day without mastering it

Jiang Luting is both amusing and exasperating

Jiang Luting greeted with a smile and said good morning. As she was leaving, she happened to run into Sister Xia, who was riding an electric bike and bringing a large amount of vegetables. She is responsible for preparing three meals a day for the Huo family and does not stay here at night

Thus, every time Aunt Liu sees Jiang Lvtin, she beams with joy, her expression resembling that of someone who has just relieved themselves of a heavy burden.

Jiang Luting has always been soft-hearted, and coupled with her particular fondness for Tong Tong, she impulsively said: "Then I will give you a puppy."

Huo Tongtong lay in her arms, holding her phone as she embraced him. The two were engrossed in whatever they were watching, completely unaware that he had already reached the doorway of the room

Halfway through the meal, Huo Yiting suddenly spoke, "Teacher Jiang." His voice was as cold and authoritative as ever, carrying a tone reminiscent of assigning tasks to subordinates in the company

By the time she returned from Wujue Temple, Huo Tongtong had already gotten up, finished her grooming, and was playing with building blocks. Jiang Luting silently criticized, at such a young age and not working, why not let her sleep in on the weekend? Huo Yiting is truly unreasonable.

The morning breeze is cool, and the fragrance of lilacs in the backyard wafts gently through the air. It is rare to experience such a tranquil and peaceful morning in the city, where every pore of the fresh air yearns to expand and embrace the caress of the morning wind

Dad, I have finished eating, please take your time.

Jiang Luting truly does not understand why a thirty-year-old man insists on presenting himself as if he were in his forties

Aunt Liu simply cannot control him, and naturally does not dare to manage him directly. Jiang Luting, after all, is his teacher and possesses a certain degree of deterrent power. Moreover, Huo Tongtong also likes her and is willing to listen to her.

Her guilty conscience made her unusually sensitive, feeling a chill on her back as if two cold arrows had pierced her.

As I reached the bend in the mountain path, I happened to see Huo Yiting jogging along the river in the morning. The tall man with long legs looked handsome while running, and with the backdrop of lush green mountains and clear waters, the scene was truly pleasing to the eye, akin to an advertisement on television

Fortunately, upon calculation, there are not many days left until the college entrance examination. By then, Chen Jie will return, and she will no longer need to come to the Huo family every week

Returning to her room, she opened her laptop and began typing. Writing stories for payment was not just a means to increase her income; it was more of a hobby for her. She even contemplated that one day, after paying off all her debts, she would resign and dedicate herself to writing full-time

"Tong Tong, the teacher will continue to teach you tomorrow, is that alright?"

Jiang Luting irritably scratched his head and huffed, "Not even a single hair can fall out; if he has the ability, he shouldn't lose any hair at all!"

Huo Yiting is already seated at the dining table

Huo Tongtong's mischievous behavior came to an abrupt halt, and he immediately lay down obediently, covered himself with a blanket, and closed his eyes

Huo Tongtong sighed: "It's not possible, Dad has a cleanliness obsession and says that dogs shed fur"

Although Jiang Luting knew that she meant nothing else, she still felt quite embarrassed upon hearing such words

Huo Yiting glanced at Jiang Luting: "Teacher Jiang will teach you."

Huo Tongtong said with disappointment: "What should we do, we still haven't found it. Otherwise, we can use Dad's razor to shave the dog's fur, that way the dog won't shed fur."

At first, Jiang Luting thought that Aunt Liu's situation indicated that Huo Yiting was a warm-hearted, kind, and approachable man. However, the reality was quite the opposite; he was taciturn, aloof, and proud. Even towards his son, he lacked tenderness and amiability. When he did smile, it was even less so directed at her... Hehe

Jiang Luting was slightly surprised when she first heard Aunt Liu mention that Huo Yiting was the general manager of Shurong Company. In her impression, such a figure as a company president should be busy socializing outside all year round, having no time to have dinner at home, and occasionally flying abroad for business trips.

Jiang Luting held Tongtong's hand, lowered her head as she walked past Huo Yiting, and quickly ascended the stairs

The soft yellow light illuminated two people, one large and one small, tightly embracing each other, creating a scene so warm that it felt almost sacred. He stood quietly at the door, watching, with a strange feeling in his heart

Jiang Luting played with Huo Tongtong in the toy world until 7 o'clock, then went downstairs to have dinner

The small river opposite flows clear and shallow, shimmering with light. The riverbank follows the mountain path, leading towards the Wujue Temple. She no longer harbors any hope of encountering that person; she considers it merely a morning exercise of climbing the mountain to keep fit

Huo Tongtong put down her chopsticks and looked at Huo Yiting with her big eyes

Even the dining etiquette of Huo Tongtong is more attentive than usual, at such a young age, he truly presents himself as a gentleman

Therefore, that warm-hearted and straightforward good person could never be him

Her hair quality is excellent, glistening under the light with a dark sheen, the ends brushing against the carpet. As a person with a cleanliness obsession, he plans to kindly remind her to wash her hair shortly.

At that moment, a stern and deep voice sounded at the door: "Tong Tong"

Huo Yiting has strikingly handsome features, particularly his elongated jawline, which is especially attractive, complemented by a subtle groove that adds to his allure

At 7:30, breakfast is served punctually at home, and the meal is abundant and varied

In the early morning, the road outside the main gate is wide and empty, with very few vehicles. The living environment here is excellent, with fresh air; the only inconvenience is that it is a bit far from the supermarket

She took out her phone and murmured to herself, "I wonder if there are any hairless dogs"

Jiang Luting admitted that he had once again spoken nonsense; there was no way around it, as every time he saw him, his thoughts would lag behind a beat.

When Huo Yiting was not present, Jiang Luting and Huo Tongtong chatted and laughed, feeling relaxed and happy. However, with his presence, it was as if a Siberian cold wave had swept in, transforming the warm spring into the bleakness of midwinter.

Today, unfortunately, the story is stuck at a rather critical point. Huo Tongtong is clinging to Jiang Luting's arm, acting coyly, "Don't stop, don't stop..."

Starting from tomorrow, I will teach the students the "Discipline of Disciples"

Huo Yiting, with a blank expression, gave her a look that said "nonsense"

However, he is completely different from the other students' parents. The children in Jiang Luting's class are almost all the apple of their parents' eyes, cherished to the point that they are held in their mouths and cradled in their hands. In contrast, Huo Yiting has never overly indulged Tongtong; he has only been excessively strict.

Jiang Luting held the bowl of rice, momentarily taken aback, and could only respond with a dry laugh in agreement

A sound neither light nor heavy, akin to a spring thunderclap exploding overhead

After she finished speaking, she heard someone clear their throat

In Jiang Luting's mind, fishing has always been an entertainment activity for retired old men. Mr. Huo, being quite young, why does he choose to fish instead of pursuing girls? Jiang Luting has never understood this.

Jiang Luting picked up the bowl and was about to feed him. Huo Yiting said: "Teacher Jiang, take him outside to jump rope three hundred times"

There are three reasons: First, he does not believe in Buddhism and does not go to the Enlightenment Temple. Second, he is relatively indifferent even to his own son, let alone to a stranger. Third, he has a cleanliness obsession. That day, when she fell to the ground, she was covered in mud, which can only be imagined how messy it was