The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 61 Going to School or Achieving Success: I Choose Bed [Please Read Further]

Zhang Muchen's father, Zhang Beifang, has always been a relatively open-minded person and is quite lenient in disciplining his children.

Of course, if the father is lenient, the mother naturally has to be stricter.

Mei Yinglan is the only person in the family who would physically discipline someone.

However, the children are older now, and I can't discipline them anymore. Plus, I'm busy with work and have limited energy, so I tend to turn a blind eye to many things.

Growing up in such a free family environment, Zhang Muchen naturally developed a carefree and easygoing personality.

In addition, he inherited his father She Niu's genes and was particularly good at dealing with people from a young age.

How long will it take?

Having just moved into the community, the neighbors hadn't even met Mei Yinglan and Zhang Beifang yet, but they all knew Zhang Muchen.

They can even go to other people's houses to freeload meals.

Therefore, Zhang Beifang never worried about his son staying out all night.

After all, this kid can strike up a conversation with anyone, no matter where he goes, he always has someone protecting him.

He heard that Director Wang, the head of the teaching department, was one of his child's "protectors".

Mei Yinglan and Zhang Beifang returned to the bedroom. Zhang Beifang wanted to continue sleeping, but Mei Yinglan pulled him aside to chat.

Zhang Beifang lay on the bed, half-asleep, giving vague answers. He seemed to be saying, "You talk your thing, I'll go to sleep."

result--

"Snapped!"

Mei Yinglan slapped him and said irritably, "Get up! I'm seriously discussing our son with you!"

Zhang Beifang pursed his lips and sat up helplessly.

That pouting gesture is exactly the same as Zhang Muchen's.

"Go ahead and say it," Zhang Beifang yawned, his eyelids barely able to lift.

Mei Yinglan: "I'm asking you, do you think our son is dating someone?"

"Let's talk about it," Zhang Beifang replied casually.

"I regret getting married too early and not dating for a longer period of time..."

Zhang Beifang didn't finish his sentence at the end.

He looked at Mei Yinglan, who was glaring at him, and couldn't help but shrink back.

"Just kidding, just kidding," Zhang Beifang chuckled awkwardly.

Mei Yinglan rolled her eyes at Zhang Beifang, annoyed.

"Dating will affect his studies. And he didn't come home last night, I don't know where he went, could it be... that he spent the night at a girl's house?"

It has to be said that as Zhang Muchen's parent, while other parents are worried about their children dating too early, she's already worried about her child spending the night at a girl's house...

"If he can stay overnight at a girl's house, that's a skill," Zhang Beifang said casually.

"Snapped!"

Mei Yinglan was so angry that she slapped him again.

"Zhang Beifang, is this how you discipline your son?"

Zhang Beifang, exasperated by the beating, sighed, "Look at you, beating your son and then his father every day. If you're always this fierce, how can your son tell you anything?"

"If our son gets along with a girl in his class, will he tell you?"

“You should learn from me and get along well with your son.”

Mei Yinglan pondered for a moment, then paused, "Did our son tell you?"

Zhang Beifang: "He didn't tell me either."

Mei Yinglan: ? ? ?

You fucking...

After all that talk, you still don't know anything?

Zhang Muchen returned to Liu Wuyang's house. The door opened as soon as he knocked.

Liu Wuyang stood at the door, her expression calm, as if the previous little incident had never happened.

Zhang Muchen carried the violin case in and found a spot against the wall to set it up.

Then his gaze fell on the living room.

I had only been gone for half an hour, and Liu Wuyang had already tidied up the living room.

Zhang Muchen looked around in surprise.

Although various power cords were still scattered around, at least most things had been put away neatly, and the place looked much tidier than when they left.

"Sister Yang, did you tidy this up especially for me, or for Chu Jiuli?" Zhang Muchen asked with a smile. Liu Wu snorted lightly, a hint of disdain in her eyes: "Do you have that much face?"

She paused for a moment, then casually added, "I've tidied up the bedroom too."

Zhang Muchen's eyes flickered slightly, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Is the bedroom all tidied up?
Does this mean I need to check it?

"Then let me check it out."

As he spoke, Zhang Muchen moved toward the bedroom.

However, Liu Wuyang was faster and blocked his way in an instant.

Liu Wuyang crossed her arms, her brows furrowed slightly, and said in a serious tone, "Zhang Muchen, you better behave yourself."

“This is my home, and I’m your teacher. Show me some respect.”

The cool and alluring Liu Wuyang has arrived.

Unfortunately, it lacked momentum.

The main problem is that I'm not tall enough.

Liu Wuyang wasn't wearing high heels, and she looked significantly shorter than Zhang Muchen, who was 1.85 meters tall.

She should have been a cool and glamorous mature woman, but at this moment she looked a bit like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Especially Zhang Muchen's smiling gaze from head to toe, which instantly weakened Liu Wuyang's aura.

"Okay, Sister Yang, if you won't let me see—"

"I'll watch it anyway!"

The next second, Zhang Muchen suddenly swayed and instantly bypassed Liu Wuyang.

Is it body movement?
Liu Wuyang was stunned for a moment, and didn't even see how he got around it.

A moment later, Liu Wuyang realized what was happening and stomped her feet in anger.

"Zhang Muchen!"

However, Zhang Muchen had already rushed into the bedroom. He glanced around and saw that the room was indeed very tidy, clearly having been carefully cleaned.

I walked up to the wardrobe and reached out to open the door.

This time, the underwear and stockings didn't spill out like an avalanche.

The clothes inside were folded neatly.

Hmm, it seems they really put a lot of effort into cleaning this time.

Liu Wuyang strode into the bedroom and saw the cabinet door wide open, which made her clench her fists in anger.

That stinky student!
Can you just open and inspect a teacher's wardrobe?
Don't teachers have any pride?

She took a deep breath and stared coldly at Zhang Muchen: "Zhang Muchen, if you keep doing this, you don't need to come to my house anymore."

Zhang Muchen: "Oh, okay. Does that mean I won't need to come for tutoring anymore?"

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Damn, is this student immune to all poisons?
Liu Wuyang was speechless for a moment, feeling that her threat had no effect, and she felt terrible.

She raised her hand to her forehead.

It seems that only studying can tame this brat!

She raised her voice: "Zhang Muchen, go to the living room, let's start tutoring now."

"Sister Yang, it's almost one o'clock. Chu Jiuli will be here soon, so you don't need to have tutoring anymore, right?"

Liu Wuyang: "Since you're in school, you should strive to improve. Stop talking nonsense and get back to tutoring!"

Zhang Muchen shrugged and slowly walked to the bedside.

"Between going to school and striving for success, I choose—going to bed."

After saying that, he rolled over and fell onto Liu Wuyang's big bed, burying his face in the soft bedding and groaning comfortably.

"It's so soft, Sister Yang, your bed is so comfortable..."

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Liu Wuyang's eyes twitched, her gaze falling on the small leather belt of the jeans in the closet. Without a word, she picked up the belt, slowly straightened it, and snapped it in her hand.

The belt made a crisp clicking sound.

This student with fried dough sticks won't amount to anything without being disciplined!
Hearing the sound, Zhang Muchen looked up at the belt in her hand, then gave a meaningful smile.

"Sensi, are you going to reward me?"

Liu Wuyang: ? ? ?

(End of this chapter)