The green camphor tree has a deep view

Facing Song Weizhi's aggressiveness, Zhou Wen still spoke softly: "Aunt Weizhi, you are a magnanimous person, why bother to get angry with a child? I apologize to you on behalf of Qing'er." After saying that, she stood up, raised the wine glass and drank it all.

Song Weizhi's expression eased a little, and he listened to Zhou Wen say, "But having said that, it is always a problem if the grades are not good enough. I heard that the college entrance examination scores will follow the children for the rest of their lives. If the scores are high, they will be accepted to study abroad."

Song Weizhi smiled calmly: "My Qi Fan is different from your niece. She can go to a good university anyway."

After a pause, he looked at Zhou Wen again: "Isn't it the same for your Jing Long? With your relationship with Gu Huaiyuan, how difficult would it be to let the child help him with odd jobs?"

Gu Huaiyuan is the younger brother of Song Weiming's ex-wife Gu Huaian. Song Weizhi seemed to be talking about Gu Huaiyuan, but in fact he was using Gu Huaian's existence to humiliate Zhou Wen. Sure enough, when Zhou Wen heard Gu Huaiyuan's name, her body froze and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

"Hey, you are just being womanly!" The middle-aged man sitting on Song Weizhi's left said loudly, "Huaiyuan is devoted to learning, how could he recruit such an unlearned waste just based on his relationship? But Jingshen, didn't you just say that you wanted to cooperate with Huaiyuan on a project?"

"Yes, there is a project under discussion." Song Jingshen replied lazily.

"If you ask me, our Jing Shen is still the best. What about this professor or that doctor? The real ability is to be able to make money! What's more, our Jing Shen is a genuine doctor who understands both technology and the market..." The middle-aged man chattered non-stop, but Song Jingshen ignored him. His arrogant attitude made Wen Qing very unhappy.

Zhou Wen quietly approached Wen Qing: "He is Song Weizhi's second husband, Qi Pengju, you can just call him Uncle Qi."

Wen Qing said "hmm", and then she heard Qi Pengju calling her across the table: "Miss Wen, it's a waste of talent for you to come to F University with such a high score! If you have time, can you help Qi Fan with his math? He will take the college entrance examination next year. As the saying goes, even if you don't sharpen your sword before the battle, it will shine!"

"Uncle Qi, you're welcome. If you need anything, just let me know." Wen Qing smiled slightly, like a blooming plum blossom with a distant fragrance that made the Qi family father and son lose their minds for a moment.

"However, I already have a few tutoring jobs on hand, so I'm probably only free on Friday night."

"Then let's do it on Friday night, once a week, two thousand yuan an hour, is that okay?" Qi Pengju said.

"Two thousand yuan." A lazy male voice sounded. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Song Jingshen, who had been silent for a long time, with his mouth slightly raised, half smiling, and it was hard to tell whether it was approval or ridicule.

"Miss Wen's hourly tutoring wage is almost catching up with the minimum wage." Song Jingshen's eyes fell on Wen Qing's face, and he spoke word by word: "Five times a week, one hour each time, plus a six-figure scholarship. Miss Wen has a big appetite."

"It has nothing to do with appetite." Wen Qing looked him in the eye and replied coldly, "This is the market price. It's just a fair trade."

She looked at Qi Pengju again and said softly, "Uncle Qi, you gave too much! In my case, it usually only costs 800 to 1000..."

"Then it's 1000 yuan, it's settled." Old Lady Song said, "Even though we are relatives, we still have to settle accounts clearly, so as not to let Miss Wen suffer a loss! Pengju, you don't have to be too polite. If she teaches well, why don't you treat her to a simple meal? What's important is affection, not money."

"Mother is right!" Qi Pengju quickly picked up the wine glass and put it in his son's hand, "Qi Fan, come and toast to Teacher Xiao Wen!"

Qi Fan stood up suddenly, like a burning flame. He stared at Wen Qing with burning eyes, tilted his head back and drank the drink in the cup, and asked anxiously: "Will you come to my house every Friday from now on?"

Wen Qing blushed: "There is a study room in the Electronic Building that I use for myself. If it's convenient for you, can you go there? If it's not convenient, we can also video chat..."

"Oh, top students are different. Ordinary students can forget about it." Qi Pengju's face was flushed with excitement. "Qi Fan, you can go to the Electronic Building and study with your sister Wen. We can also benefit from the good feng shui of F University..."

With a crisp sound, Song Weizhi dropped his chopsticks and stood up, his face cold, "Is it all settled? It's settled, let's go!"

"Mom!" Qi Fan grabbed Song Weizi's sleeve and looked at Wen Qing reluctantly, "Everyone hasn't left yet..."

"I'll leave first if everyone else doesn't! I've already eaten and I'm home, so what am I still staying here for?" After saying that, Song Weizi pushed away the chair and strode out the door.

Wen Qing stared at all this in amazement, too shocked to speak for a moment.

Old Madam Song stepped over Zhou Wen and patted Wen Qing's hand: "My daughter has really been spoiled by me! Miss Wen, please don't mind it."

Wen Qing looked at the old lady gratefully, but her face was pale: "I was wrong today. I said too much."

"Oh?" The man opposite raised his eyebrows with interest. "What did Miss Wen say that was too much? Tell me."

Wen Qing blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Mother knows that Qing'er is a steady child," Zhou Wen said softly, trying to smooth things over. "If she said something too much, there must be a reason for it."

After hearing this, Mrs. Song nodded slightly, then looked at Song Jingshen and asked with concern: "Since you are not leaving, do you want to clean up your original room?"

Song Jingshen turned his eyes away from the girl opposite him and said calmly, "No need to clean up, I live in Guangyu, it's very convenient."

Wen Qing looked at him silently, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Guangyu is a top-notch property near F University. Many professors like to buy property there. The developer specially built a library, seminar rooms and a small science base, which made it more and more popular among tenants. Sales were hot as soon as it was launched, and housing prices have been rising all the way.

What a waste of a nice house, given to such an annoying person. Wen Qing secretly complained.

"That's fine." Zhou Wen took over the conversation steadily, "Guangyu is close to F University, so I'll trouble Jingshen to always take care of our Qing'er."

Song Jingshen said nothing, leaning back in his chair, his eyes wandering between the three women.

Grandma looked relaxed and happy, as if she had completely forgotten about the tragic death of her niece. Zhou Wen served her non-stop, and they were closer than to her own daughter. Outsiders couldn't even get a finger in the pry.

Not only was it impossible for outsiders to get in, but now he had brought his own people with him - Song Jingshen glanced at Wen Qing - this person was a little chameleon, sometimes he was as obedient as a rabbit, and sometimes he was sharp as if he wanted to bite people. However, when he danced, he had a graceful posture, like a wild cat.

As if sensing his inappropriate silence, Wen Qing raised her eyes to look at him, then looked away as if burned.

His eyes always made her feel ashamed and angry!