Is it wrong for a tutor to correct a troubled girl?

"Fuck you! Our company has only been established for a short time. How can we be qualified to borrow so much money at once?" Ye Xiaolu said.

Liu Mingfei thought that there was no need to say it so bluntly.

It hurts people's hearts.

Judging from Ye Xiaolu's attitude, it seems that this is a gap that needs to be filled in a short period of time. There is no time for him to complete Lu Xingchen's task, so he has to fill this gap himself first.

Does he really have to take out his wife Ben?

Liu Mingfei thought, he could come up with two million on hand, and the Panamera had only been driven a few times, so it should be able to sell for more than one million, so he would have more than three million in hand. If he put some money together, it would be 300 of the small goal. Shouldn't it be enough?

At this moment, the door of the tea room was suddenly pushed open. Ye Xiaolu, who was watching Liu Mingfei being humiliated happily, suddenly looked as if she had seen a ghost. She immediately stood up and bowed obediently.

"This cake looks good, Mr. Liu...Brother Liu, can I have it?" Wen Xiaoqiang said as if he broke in unexpectedly, looking at the cake on the table.

Liu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

"I've told you so many times, you have to use your job title in the company."

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoqiang was not polite at all. He sat down next to Liu Mingfei, picked up the cake and started to eat.

"Are you talking about money? You should be able to get a loan from the bank, right? If I were here." She glanced at Ye Xiaolu and said casually.

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"Miss Wen, you are right. I will write a written report now and hand it to Brother Fei later." Ye Xiaolu looked at the macaron cake picked up by Wen Xiaoqiang with heartache, and left while suppressing her grief.

"Well, thank you for your help."

Wen Xiaoqiang quietly stretched out his slender white fingers from under Liu Mingfei's sleeve and hooked his palm, which made Liu Mingfei get goosebumps.

She didn't care about Liu Mingfei's reaction, she opened her mouth contentedly and took a bite of the cake.

Then he choked.

"Cough!" Wen Xiaoqiang bent down and coughed.

"Here." Liu Mingfei immediately handed over a glass of water.

Wen Xiaoqiang took it and drank it all in one gulp, then glanced at him and said, "Not bad, Teacher Liu, you have good judgment."

"Why do you talk as if I'm your housekeeper?" Liu Mingfei curled his lips.

"Teacher Liu, have you forgotten who solved the company's financial crisis?" Wen Xiaoqiang was obviously shorter than Liu Mingfei, but at this moment his eyes seemed to be looking down at him from a superior position.

"Miss, do you have any work you would like to do today? Or do you want to take a rest? You can enjoy this tea room alone today." Liu Mingfei performed Sichuan Opera face-changing and said with a smile.

Damn it, when you live under someone's roof you have to bow your head.

Liu Mingfei said in his heart.

Oh, that’s not right. Isn’t this his company?

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"Speaking of which, Mr. Liu, can I see the list of the next batch of employees coming in?"

After enjoying Liu Mingfei's service, Wen Xiaoqiang seemed to suddenly remember something and asked.

Liu Mingfei thought about it carefully. This was Ye Xiaolu's job. Although he wanted to know very much, as the boss, it would not be good for him to interfere too much.

So he shook his head slightly.

"No, in more than half a month, you will know who it is."

Wen Xiaoqiang curled his lips and snorted.

"alright."

In the minds of company members, Wen Xiaoqiang has now subtly become the boss's personal advisor.

It is not difficult to understand the list.

But she didn't necessarily need to know the list.

But for some reason, Wen Xiaoqiang had a bad feeling.

Wen Xiaoqiang raised his eyes and looked at Teacher Liu who had made up his mind. After thinking about it carefully, he readily agreed with Teacher Liu's idea.

Never mind, just don’t watch it. Premonitions are mostly false.

She has always believed in herself. Could anyone stop her from being with Teacher Liu?

……

Saturday at noon.

At the gate of Nankai Private High School.

The school had been over for several hours at this time. After school at 9:30 on Saturday morning, the only people left in the school were all the senior high school students and a small number of freshmen and sophomores who voluntarily stayed to study.

But most students are unwilling to stay.

So when Lu Xingchen arrived at the appointment ten minutes early and walked to the school gate, he found that Lu Xingchen was already standing there waiting for him.

She was wearing her school uniform as usual, with warm black stockings under her plaid skirt, a purple scarf wrapped around her collar, and a pair of fingerless gloves on her hands.

It seems that she is afraid of the cold.

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She sat there quietly, the scene was so beautiful that it seemed as if she did not exist in this world. She was very beautiful and did not dare to let anyone approach her easily, so she admired her beauty alone.

Noticing the presence of a figure in the corner of his sight, Lu Xingchen raised his eyes and looked at him.

"You're here," she said.

"Well, let's go, where are we going to eat?"

This dinner was hosted by Lu Xingchen, so Lu Xingchen did not make any plans.

"Come with me."

Lu Xingchen walked in front, deliberately keeping a distance from Lu Xingchen.

Standing on the busy road, Lu Xingchen's long hair was slightly lifted by the breeze, forming a beautiful picture with the overlapping traffic lights not far away, which made Lu Xingchen want to take out his mobile phone to take a picture, of course it was only for a very short moment.

Lu Xingchen, who was walking in front, was not deliberately trying to maintain such a beautiful scene.

She was just a little shy.

An invitation was inexplicably sent out last night... She didn't remember what happened, she only had a vague impression - she was drunk on playing the piano, and then invited Lu Xingchen to dinner, and Lu Xingchen actually agreed.

Ahhh, I want to die.

How come this feels like a date, and she was the one who invited him first.

Lu Xingchen thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out why he invited Lu Xingchen.

But she had to keep the appointment. After much thought, she could only take Lu Xingchen to a private restaurant she was very familiar with. It was more private and would not be spread out.

But I have to ask Lu Xingchen's opinion first.

"I'm not picky about food." said Lu Xingchen.

Lu Xingchen nodded.

"Then let's go to a place I'm familiar with."

"Ah."

Lu Xingchen nodded, Lu Xingchen reached out to stop a taxi, and the two got in together.

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Sitting in the back seat together, Lu Xingchen was very nervous, but he didn't show it.

If it was in the music classroom or piano room before, it would be fine, but now we have to take a car to eat together...it's really a date.

What was Lu Xingchen thinking? Or was he simply treating it as a return gift?

Lu Xingchen decided not to think too much about it.

Leaning against the back of the chair, besides the breath of herself and Lu Xingchen, there was also the faint scent of him.

It was very faint, and you couldn't smell it unless you were very close, but Lu Xingchen could smell it... It seemed like the smell of Lu Xingchen's shampoo?

Did he shower before going out? A special shower? Or did he shower after getting up early to work out?

When they got off the car at the destination, Lu Xingchen paid the fare without waiting for her to do anything.

Lu Xingchen pulled the corner of her mouth, okay, she didn't care anymore

She ordered lunch and other things in the car.

To Lu Xingchen's surprise, she originally thought it would be awkward to have dinner with Lu Xingchen, but she found that Lu Xingchen was not awkward at all and even ate very quickly.

Lu Xingchen didn't know what to say for a moment, and his nervousness was reduced a lot.

But she suddenly discovered that Lu Xingchen was a bit picky and he wouldn't eat anything mixed with ketchup.

……

After lunch, Lu Xingchen thought it would be best to separate, but she looked up at the sun and saw it was very early, so she subconsciously said, "Would you like to go to my piano room to practice?"

After she finished speaking, she regretted it and quickly wanted to wave her hand to refuse.

But Lu Xingchen's reaction was faster than she thought.

He nodded directly.

Lu Xingchen: “…”

Well, I really lost to him.

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Lu Xingchen held his forehead helplessly and looked up at Lu Xingchen.

Taking him home again... should be okay, right?

Lu Xingchen thought so.

When she brought Lu Xingchen back home again, there were not many people at home. In fact, Lu Xingchen didn't really want to play the piano today. She just liked to sit quietly in the piano room when she was alone.

The violin in the corner suddenly appeared in her sight, and Lu Xingchen suddenly remembered that she forgot to put it away after Lu Xingchen played it last time.

"Lu Xingchen, can you play a song for me?"

"Why?" Lu Xingchen tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"Let me think..." Lu Xingchen thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled slyly, "Because I just finished eating, I don't really feel like moving. You go first."

Lu Xingchen curled his lips and found a place to sit. You don’t need to stand to play the violin, you can sit down. He plucked the strings, and a distant and ethereal sound flowed out from the strings.

Lu Xingchen listened quietly. Although she couldn't tell what song Lu Xingchen was playing, it was indeed very nice. She turned her head in surprise and glanced at Lu Xingchen's serious expression.

She didn't have a deep understanding of the violin, and didn't know how to appreciate the details of each syllable, but she could at least hear that Lu Xingchen played very smoothly, and it sounded very nice to her.

She subconsciously sat down next to the bench where Lu Xingchen was sitting. The stools in her piano room were quite large and could easily accommodate two people.

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Lu Xingchen sat there, wanting to hear the nearest piano sound.

Lu Xingchen calmed down and focused his attention almost entirely on the strings, even ignoring Lu Xingchen beside him.

After one song, Lu Xingchen did not stop and moved on to the next song. Lu Xingchen also had no intention of stopping.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xingchen leaned towards Lu Xingchen, his shoulder resting on his shoulder, and his head tilted and rested on his shoulder.

Lu Xingchen's fingers that were plucking the strings suddenly froze, and he turned his head slowly towards Lu Xingchen.

She seemed to be asleep, her head resting on his shoulder, her soft lips slightly parted, her eyes gently closed, her long eyelashes like bird wings.

Is she...really asleep, or just pretending?

Lu Xingchen didn't know the answer and was stuck in a stalemate.

Until a faint trace of crystal clear water droplets remained at the corner of Lu Xingchen's mouth.

Only then was Lu Xingchen certain that she was asleep.

Should I wake her up?

Looking at the rise and fall of her chest, I guess she was sleeping well.