Sitting on the floor in the living room is a little boy of about ten years old, wearing a small suit and a bow tie. He looks cute and has a gloomy temperament.
"Are you my mother's new tutor?"
"Yeah." Shu Yan responded and knelt down next to him: "Where is your uncle?"
A light tone, calm and unhurried.
Fu Zheng looked at Shu Yan.
With her long hair tied back in a knot, her delicate and perfect face, and a pair of thin, cool eyes, she is really beautiful.
It looks like a useless beautiful vase.
He sneered coldly: "You haven't passed my test, but you want to pass my uncle's test?"
Shu Yan lowered his eyebrows slightly: "Okay."
She stood up and waited for Fu Zheng to give her a question.
She was mentally prepared for the three thousand yuan per class, knowing that she would not be able to get it so easily.
But when Fu Zheng made the request, she was shocked even though she was prepared.
"Go and kiss my uncle."
Shu Yan's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she wanted to refuse, but she saw him looking at her provocatively.
Thinking of her current situation, she wanted to discuss with her uncle how to deal with Fu Zheng's provocation. After all, as his uncle, she should also pay more attention to his studies.
Fu Zheng pointed to the chair on the side.
She couldn't see the person on the chair, only a figure from behind, nonchalantly scrolling through his phone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room.
Slender fingers slid over the phone.
Shu Yan greeted politely: "Hello, I am the new tutor."
Ignoring her, he continued to scroll through the contents of his phone screen.
Shu Yan continued: "Hello, sir, I am..."
"He asked you to kiss me, didn't you hear?"
A familiar man's voice sounded, even a familiar tone.
Shu Yan was shocked for a moment. Lu Yuzhou put away his phone and turned his chair around. His dark eyes fell on her. When he saw the cheongsam on her body, he was obviously disgusted: "Wearing clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan, making a job worth three thousand yuan."
Tutor during the period, Shu Yan, how vain have you become?"
She tightened her hands and spoke coldly: "Mr. Xiao Lu, I hope our holiday will not involve my part-time job."
"Part-time job? Ha." Lu Yuzhou chuckled and stood up: "Change out of the clothes you wear that are neither foreign nor homely. If you are a tutor, you should look like a tutor."
These sarcasms were a knife used to attack Shu Yan, piercing her heart hard.
But it basically can't be fixed.
Shu Yan knew clearly that whether he could stay here depended on Lu Yuzhou's words.
I didn't disobey him, I just responded and prepared to go out to buy a T-shirt worth more than ten yuan to change into.
Lu Yuzhou: "We still have to wait for you to buy some clothes before you come back?"
He mocked and made a call on his mobile phone: "Send me a maid outfit, 172, 83c, 61, 89."
Fu Zheng glanced at Lu Yuzhou, the shock in his eyes obvious.
Maid outfit, clear data.
Even a fool understands what this means.
He suddenly regretted letting Shu Yan go kiss Lu Yuzhou. He had a hunch that this matter would definitely succeed.
But he doesn't want a tutor.
Shu Yan was taken to the guest room upstairs by the servant and changed into a maid outfit. Her shame only lasted for a moment before she was defeated by reality. Is it abnormal for a maid in a rich family to wear a maid outfit?
When she went downstairs, Lu Yuzhou's eyes kept falling on her, and Fu Zheng was nowhere to be seen.
There was only the man who was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa. He held a cigarette between his fingers, his slender legs were naturally crossed, and his whole person showed an evil look.
Shu Yan wanted to avoid his gaze: "Mr. Xiao Lu, where is your nephew?"