Section 9

Rong Jia leisurely scrutinized Feng Shizhen, "Miss Feng, I know you are an outstanding student from Jinling Women's University, and you have successfully deceived that half-baked fellow Yang Xiucheng. However, I still stand by my words. Even if you truly are a tutor, you would not be able to teach me."

Rong Jia entered the room, reeking of alcohol, and groped his way in the dark. He tossed his coat over the back of the armchair and was about to turn on the desk lamp when he suddenly caught sight of a light shining from the room in the west wing directly facing him. The figure of the tutor was moving back and forth inside the room.

With her hands raised in the air, she leaps gracefully, spinning lightly. It is as if an invisible lover is embracing her, dancing with her in a delicate waltz

Rong Jia continued to look at her with cold eyes

That is a deck of playing cards

Feng Shizhen spread his hands and said, "Therefore, I do not believe that Mrs. Rong would seek a tutor with a blemished reputation. This would be of no benefit to her. It is important to note that I not only teach you but also the young ladies. If my conduct is improper, it would also affect Miss Rong and lead to gossip about them"

Feng Shizhen's fair and slender fingers deftly removed the jokers, skillfully shuffled the cards twice, and dealt them out.

Thank you, young master. Feng Shizhen smiled brilliantly, her eyes shimmering like a vast autumn lake. Therefore, please be sure to come to class on time tomorrow

Miss Feng is very confident in herself. How do you plan to prove yourself

Best of three, I kindly ask the young master to be the banker

Rong Jia swallowed the tea reluctantly and said in a low voice: "You are more skilled than I, and I admit my defeat willingly. You may stay, and I will not say anything to my wife."

Feng Shizhen calmly wiped away the fine sweat from her forehead and organized the牌.

The two of them previously studied at Qingxin Girls' School, which is also a very prestigious girls' school. In the first half of the year, there was an outbreak of typhoid fever at the school, and both girls unfortunately contracted it, spending two months at home recuperating, during which their studies fell behind. Rong Fanglin, being ambitious, was determined to enroll in the Chinese and Western Girls' School, so she persuaded Mrs. Rong to arrange for a leave of absence, planning to study hard at home for six months and directly enter the Chinese and Western Girls' School next spring.

Her long hair, which had been held up, suddenly fell loose, cascading over one shoulder. Feng Shizhen paused, gathered her hair again, and braided it into a fluffy plait that rested on her chest. She no longer continued dancing but leaned against the window, staring blankly into the vast night.

Bridge." Rong Jia replied without a moment's hesitation

Almost immediately, the sound of the curtains being hurriedly drawn on the opposite side was heard

Feng Shizhen picked up a red pen and marked each line, crossing them out one by one, without changing her expression

"I do not need to understand your level of knowledge," Feng Shizhen said calmly, "I only need to demonstrate my abilities to you. At that time, you can judge for yourself whether I am qualified to teach you. If you find me unqualified, I will resign immediately, without any further discussion"

Young Master Rongda reached out to press the bell, intending to summon a maid to remind the person across the way, which would provide a perfect opportunity to humiliate them. However, just as his hand touched the bell, it came to a halt.

Rong Jia stood up gracefully, her gaze coldly fixed on Feng Shizhen

Rong Fanglin and Rong Fanghua entered the study a few minutes early, each carrying their respective textbooks, well-prepared

Fanglin, you remember many words, but your grasp of grammar is somewhat shaky. Therefore, you speak fluently in daily conversation, yet find it difficult to achieve high scores on tests. Fanghua, on the other hand, is quite the opposite; she still needs to memorize more vocabulary.

Feng Shizhen spread his hands and said, "I am here to teach English, French, and Mathematics; you may choose one to test me on"

"Perhaps you do possess some ability, but you cannot teach me, Miss Feng." The handsome young man, with his back to the sunlight, appeared even taller and more imposing, exuding a sense of pressure. "Madam and Yang Xiucheng chose you for a reason, and you and I both know what that is. I have no interest in your schemes."

Feng Shizhen, while tidying up the draft papers on the desk, said: "Young Master, you are two hours late"

Rong Jia imagined the woman's flustered and awkward expression, and chuckled softly with a light heart.

What is this woman doing

Young Master Rong, please hold on!

Like a meteor streaking across the silent night sky, Rong Jia's originally cold and distant gaze was instantly illuminated, and an expression of excitement, characteristic of encountering a challenger, appeared on his face, adding a captivating beauty to his already strikingly handsome features

Feng Shizhen sat opposite him, watching him silently and without revealing any emotion

Rong Jia leisurely walked over, pulled out a chair to sit down, picked up a piece of draft paper to glance at, and a hint of disdainful smile curled at the corner of his gentle lips

Feng Shizhen remained calm and said, "Madam invited me to teach, and since I receive a salary, I naturally have to fulfill my duties. If the young master does not wish to listen to my lectures, he can speak to Madam and have her invite someone more capable. Otherwise, as long as I am your teacher for a day, I will oversee you for that day. Did you bring your books? If not, it doesn't matter; we can send someone to fetch them for you. First, complete this paper."

Feng Shizhen asked: "21 o'clock, bridge, or Texas Hold'em?"

He pushed the chair aside and strode towards the study door

The clock ticked steadily from 8:00 to 9:30, yet Master Rong's whereabouts remained elusive. After waiting for a long time, Feng Shizhen could no longer contain her curiosity and asked, "Is Master Rong unable to come today due to some matters?"

Rong Fanglin's face turned red with anger as she tossed her head and ran away. Rong Fanghua, feeling somewhat fearful of her unpredictable elder brother, also shrank her neck and slipped away.

Rong Jia turned his head back, his eyes reflecting a hint of impatience

Rong Jia clenched his teeth tightly, silently exhaling a long breath. He stood up and walked aside to pour himself a drink.

The sun is high in the sky, and the long shadows of the trees gradually shorten, retreating from the light patterns on the study floor. A dry and warm breeze of early autumn blows in through the open window, lifting the thin gauze curtains and brushing against the hair of the people inside, yet it cannot disperse the thick smell of gunpowder lingering in the room

The young woman stood straight by the desk, her delicate face flushed with a faint blush, her expression resolute, and her bright eyes seemed to have flames burning within them

Zero points. Feng Shizhen wrote down the score and smiled at Rong Jia, saying, "The young master is smarter than I thought. It's easy to get a low score, but getting a zero is actually difficult. The person who can successfully avoid every correct answer is often someone who knows how to solve all the problems. Especially in the last question, it seems that you used the wrong formula, but in fact, it is a shortcut to solving the problem. The final answer was wrong, only because you misclicked the decimal point in the third step. " Especially in the last question, it seems that you used the wrong formula, but in fact, it is a shortcut to solving the problem. The final answer was wrong, only because you misclicked the decimal point in the third step.

Feng Shizhen sat at the desk, tightly gripping the pen in her hand. She knew that if Rong Jiaoshang were to step out of the study through this door, it would be difficult to let him back in. Moreover, her time at the Rong family would also enter a countdown.

Rong Jia took the lead in the previous step, while Feng Shizhen made a strong comeback, pressing closely and winning the first round. Rong Jia was pushed to the brink but performed exceptionally, managing to equalize the score. However, Feng Shizhen remained remarkably calm, methodically playing her cards in her own way, like a snake that has bitten its prey, tightly coiling around it, gradually tightening its grip, squeezing the air from the opponent's chest, feeling the heartbeat of the prey slow down little by little until it stops. Feng Shizhen remained remarkably calm, methodically playing her cards in her own way, like a snake that has bitten its prey, tightly coiling around it, gradually tightening its grip, squeezing the air from the opponent's chest, feeling the heartbeat of the prey slow down little by little until it stops

The woman seems to be dancing

Rong Jia raised an eyebrow and said, "Mathematics, then. How do you plan to prove yourself?"

He no longer wasted words and went to pull the doorknob of the study

Feng Shizhen said: "Madam Rong is not aware of my visit to the dance hall. I believe that if she knew, she would certainly not choose me. I do not know much about the Rong family. However, from what I have learned in the past two days, Madam Rong has been in charge for over ten years, managing everything meticulously and has never done anything to bring scandal upon herself—except for sending you to Chongqing.

Amidst the sound of shuffling cards, Rong Jia stood by the window, for the first time seriously observing this woman.

Rong Jia was indeed exceptionally handsome, with long eyebrows that reached his temples, and his Danfeng eyes were as delicate as a painting, featuring distinct contours that were refined yet devoid of any femininity. Even at this moment, sitting casually, he instinctively maintained a straight back and level shoulders, exuding the neat and upright demeanor of a soldier. He resembled a tall tree, standing amidst the lush weeds of the Rong family courtyard, appearing so out of place.

Rong Jia's expression darkened, his eyes clouded. Being abandoned by his family in childhood was clearly a pain in his heart

He is striving to save himself, attempting to escape from Feng Shizhen's grasp. However, this woman, beneath her gentle demeanor, possesses an extremely tough and ruthless approach, clinging to him relentlessly, devouring him inch by inch.

Feng Shizhen tidied up the cards, stood up, and smiled sweetly at Rong Jia, saying, "Thank you, young master, for your graciousness."

He must have a deep understanding of this, which is why he exhibits that indifference, as a means to conceal the turmoil within himself

Rong Jia extended his long and well-proportioned fingers, glanced at the paper, and with a teasing smile, did not say anything further, but began to write and draw.

The autumn night is tranquil, the sky is vast with a galaxy of stars, and the flowing light passes through the ages, casting its glow upon the retina. In the air, there seems to drift a silent dance, melodious and graceful, stirring the heart with a desire to move. Under the dim yellow light, the lady in a white dress resembles a figure from a Western oil painting, enchanting and ethereal, embodying the primal and natural beauty of femininity

The final game has concluded, and there is no need to tally the scores to know the outcome.

The two girls nodded repeatedly. Rong Fanghua also temporarily set aside her jealousy towards Feng Shizhen and listened attentively to her explanation of the textbook

The room illuminated by lights in the dark night is so striking, as if it were a glowing jewel box, with every movement inside clearly visible

She took a deep breath and stood up, pressing against the edge of the table

When chess meets an opponent, a strong desire for conquest climbs up the spine, as if an electric current is surging through, causing the heartbeat to spiral out of control

Rong Jia suddenly turned his head and said to Rong Fanglin: "Little sister, if you catch a cold, go take some medicine"

"Madam Rong instructed me to teach you well; it is my duty to do so." Feng Shizhen looked directly at him and said solemnly, "Young Master, I truly need this job, and I need to maintain my reputation, which allows me to find good employment. Therefore, Young Master, I am even more unwilling to act out of line in the Rong family. If I say that I guarantee to uphold my responsibilities and fulfill my duties as a teacher while I am in the Rong family, would you consider giving me another chance?"

Today, he is dressed in a light smoke-colored Chinese long gown, which makes his figure appear tall and elegant, exuding the demeanor of a refined gentleman from the poetic verses of a turbulent world

Feng Shizhen tidied up her backpack and walked lightly towards the study door

Mr. Feng did not come specifically to attend class. What difference does it make whether I attend class or not

Rong Jia's expression shifted as he turned around, only to see Feng Shizhen's retreating figure slowly departing.

If I can prove that I have the ability to teach you, will you accept me as your instructor

Feng Shizhen's appearance is both beautiful and dignified, possessing a serene beauty that easily leads one to perceive her as a gentle and fragile woman. However, Rong Jia Shang sees a powerful soul behind this woman, which revealed itself during their encounter today, instilling a sense of overwhelming intimidation even in a man.

She thought that living on the rooftop meant no one could see her

Rong Jia nodded slightly, still feeling a bit gloomy, tilting his head to gaze out at the sky, which was as blue as if it had been washed clean.

It is likely that I will never see the beautiful scenery from earlier again

The loophole in the words was captured. Rong Jia slowly released his hand and turned around.

Half an hour later, Feng Shizhen had finished the class. As two female students were tidying up their textbooks and preparing to leave, the study door was suddenly pushed open, and Young Master Rong walked in with a blank expression.

With her hand resting on the doorknob, she paused for a moment, turned to Rong Jiashang, and said: "I haven't encountered such a formidable opponent as you in a long time. I was once the president of the bridge club at Jinling Women's University, leading the team to dominate the university bridge club alliance, reigning supreme. You have nothing to lose, Rong Jiashang."

A fierce contest akin to a deadly struggle is taking place here. Feng Shizhen is like a snake, while Rong Jia Shang resembles a fox. When they meet on this narrow path, a single strike misses, and they become entangled, each desperately trying to seize the other's vital point.

This is her first time calmly observing this young man in a brightly lit place

Rong Jia raised his eyebrows, his expression both stern and filled with a sharp handsomeness

Feng Shizhen had her hair half-up and was wearing a light white Western-style nightgown. The light filtered through the thin fabric, outlining the youthful and graceful curves of her waist, while her rounded bosom was subtly visible beneath the neckline

"I concede." Rong Jia smiled brightly, revealing a dazzling grin, and extended his hand

Rong Fanglin scoffed, "Elder brother went out with Brother Yunchi last night and only returned very late. He is probably still in bed now. Sister Kang, could you go check if the young master has gotten up yet?"

Rong Jia sneered contemptuously: "Miss Feng, you do not understand me. Military academies do not merely teach us to shoot and march in formation"

This choice was exactly to Feng Shizhen's liking. A smile flickered in her eyes as she bent down and pulled something out of her backpack, revealing it.

Rong Fanglin let out a derisive snort and cast a glance at Feng Shizhen, indicating that her guess was indeed correct

Feng Shizhen took out the preliminary test questions he had prepared earlier, had the two girls complete them, and then provided a detailed commentary and analysis for each one.

Sister Kang responded from outside the study and hurried away

Rong Jia sat in the darkness for a while longer before finally getting up, drawing the curtains, and then turning on the light

Rong Jia stood with his arms crossed, his curiosity and competitive spirit successfully provoked

The next day, after having breakfast, Feng Shizhen sat in the study with textbooks, waiting for the students to arrive for class

Then what does this have to do with whether you teach me

The tip of Rong Jia's well-defined nose glistened with fine beads of sweat, and a faint blush appeared on his fair complexion, resembling clouds tinged with the first light of dawn, adding an indescribable hue of beauty to his features

Feng Shizhen smiled slightly and gestured with an open palm to invite. Rong Jia, unhurried, loosened his cuff and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, sitting down opposite Feng Shizhen

Feng Shizhen looked at him calmly and said, "I entered the Rong family without any background. I need this job, and I worked hard to apply, relying on my own abilities to be selected. I do not know the intentions behind Mrs. Rong choosing me, nor do I wish to know."

Having finished, Rong Jia raised his head, pushed the scroll, which flipped over on the table and slid in front of Feng Shizhen