"I've seen your work at school, and I heard you were shortlisted for the Van Gogh Cup at such a young age. Even the famous Iron-Face Professor Xu Zhenguo praises you. How can I miss out on such an excellent tutor? You just teach, even if he just learns how to draw a circle, it's okay!"
"What the hell are you talking about, old man? Who can't draw a circle!"
Qiao Yiyuan brags while retreating, maintaining a safe distance from his grandfather.
Is he treating him like an idiot or what!
Old Master Qiao coldly looks at him, haughtily chuckling, "Do you have any objections?"
"..."
Qiao Yiyuan 'tsks,' not having the guts to say another word.
Well, it's not like that, it's just that the Little Overlord no longer wants to deal with these stupid humans.
He smirks wickedly, eager to see what this damned woman can teach him!
"Alright," Yuanya smiles helplessly, deciding to accept this job, "But I hope we can add one more clause to the contract."
