Wen Qiao put down her phone and scratched her forehead. "Should I be Chen Yan's home tutor? In exchange with the kingdom of Shen?"
"Do you think it's feasible?"
"It's a last resort, we can only do this." Wen Qiao replied.
"Can you discipline that little troublemaker?"
Wen Qiao shrugged. I'm quite experienced with naughty children. I've taught quite a lot of them well.
"I'll contact him," su CE replied.
Su CE immediately called Chen Guoguo. When the other party heard that Wen Qiao was going to be Chen Yan's home tutor, he couldn't help but scoff, " "Miss Wen, aren't you taking it for granted? As far as I know, she's an art student. Is she here to teach my son how to play the lute?"
Su CE was not very happy when he heard this. "Mr. Shen, are you looking down on art schools? We'll use this as an exchange. If Wen Qiao can teach your son well, then you'll agree to our previous request, how about it?"
The other party fell into deep thought. After all, he had hired countless tutors for his son, but in the end, all of them were driven away by his son. With such a son, it was also a disgrace to Shen Ji. He still had to find a way to solve this problem.
"Okay, if miss Wen can really teach my son well, I can get ning 'er to donate blood to her."
Su CE heaved a sigh of relief and hung up the phone. Shen Guoguo has agreed. It's your summer vacation. Take advantage of this time to discipline and cure that little troublemaker.
Wen Qiao had made some preparations. Shen Yan was nine years old this year and was in third grade. His main subjects were Chinese, math, and English. She bought a set of teaching materials and spent about a day to finish flipping through them. She had a clear understanding of them.
However, she knew that Shen Yan's problem lay in his personality and not his studies.
The next day, she took a few books and went to the Shen family with su CE and No. 3.
The atmosphere in the Shen family was still as lifeless as ever. Wen Qiao didn't like this kind of atmosphere, but for the sake of her life, she had no choice.
Shen Guoguo didn't show up, so it was still Uncle Chen who received them. miss Wen, the young master is in the innermost room on the second floor. He's waiting for you.
Su CE and number three accompanied her upstairs. After all, that little brat had an antisocial personality. Who knew what extreme things he would do?
The second floor was even darker. The walkway was covered with a brown-gray plaid carpet, which felt soft to the touch. All the doors were closed. Su CE walked in front, Wen Qiao in the middle, and number three at the back.
There was a window at the end of the corridor. He followed the light and stopped at the door of the last room.
Su CE knocked on the door, but there was no sound.
He reached for the doorknob and gently opened it.
With a 'whoosh', something flew out rapidly from inside. Wen Qiao's eyes were sharp and her hands were quick. She raised her hand and caught a dart. If she didn't hold it, the DART would be nailed into su CE's head.
This child was indeed a demon.
The little demoness, Shen Yan, sat on the carpet in the room and looked at them innocently. "What are you guys doing?"
Wen Qiao threw the DART with all her might, and it landed on the bedpost behind Shen Yan, only a centimeter away from his head.
Shen Yan was so scared that his face turned pale. He then jumped up in anger and ran to Wen Qiao. He raised his fist and wanted to hit her, but Wen Qiao grabbed his hand. it's impolite not to reciprocate. If you dare to hurt people like this again in the future, I'll return the favor in the same way. I'm not like those Home Tutors you used to have who give in to you in every way, do you hear me? "