The green camphor tree has a deep view

The sound of "Teacher Wen" fell into my ears, like a thunderclap, which shattered all those little thoughts that I had been hiding.

Wen Qing turned her head, forced a smile, and responded randomly.

"Teacher Wen, where did you buy your shoes? They are so beautiful. I want them too."

The little girl Zou Yuanyuan was Jing Long's kindergarten classmate and was quite familiar with Wen Qing. However, just now Wen Qing's face was buried in Song Jingshen's chest and she didn't see clearly, which led to such a misunderstanding.

Zou Yuanyuan's mother died of childbirth complications, and she never enjoyed maternal love since childhood. Fortunately, her father Zou Liren treated her like a jewel in the apple of his eye and always gave her the best food, clothing and other expenses. Over time, she developed the temper of a spoiled young lady.

In Zou Yuanyuan's impression, Wen Qing exudes rusticity from head to toe. She has a pretty face but her dressing style is just that of a country girl.

I didn't expect that she changed her clothes today and looked completely different. She was as beautiful as a young lady.

This dress must be a good choice. She also wants to wear it like Wen Qing!

Thinking of this, Zou Yuanyuan simply grabbed the hem of Wen Qing's clothes and refused to let go, wishing she could strip her clothes off intact.

Wen Qing looked at her with a smile on her face and gently advised her to let go: "They were all bought online. They are not worth much and are not as good as your clothes."

"I don't believe it!" Zou Yuanyuan let go and stared into her eyes. "You're lying. I've seen your shoes in the mall. They're very expensive. Your coat doesn't even have a brand. Maybe it's custom-made."

Zou Yuanyuan comes from a well-off family and has seen the world. She cannot be fooled by Wen Qing's lies.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Could it be that the clothes Song Jingshen gave her were really custom-made?

Then how can she afford it?

Before she could speak, Zou Yuanyuan's eyes were attracted by Song Jingshen beside her. She rolled her big eyes and asked, "Is this uncle your boyfriend? Did he buy your clothes too?"

Zou Yuanyuan looked at Song Jingshen for a while, then looked back at Wen Qing, and asked unhappily, "Your boyfriend is so handsome, what should my father do?"

Wen Qing's face flushed and she pushed Song Jingshen hard, but this time he actually pushed her away.

"He is not my boyfriend." Wen Qing said seriously.

"Oh, he's not that guy." Zou Yuanyuan said thoughtfully, "The handsome guy who accompanied you to kindergarten is him, right?"

"Neither is he." Wen Qing took a deep breath and said word by word, "I don't have a boyfriend."

Zou Yuanyuan smiled, turned to Zou Liren and said, "Dad, I can only help you up to this point."

Wen Qing quickly glanced at Zou Liren, and before she could say anything, she felt a burning gaze coming from behind.

She forced a smile and changed the subject: "Mr. Zou, does Yinyin also live in Guangyu? I have an appointment with her for class tonight."

Zou Yinyin is Zou Yuanyuan's older sister. She attends a private middle school and usually lives on campus, going home only on weekends and holidays.

"Yinyin is still in school. She has final exams next week, so these few days are the perfect time to review. She even called me at noon and said she would go to F University to see you in the evening."

"That's good." Wen Qing said with relief, "I'll go back to school early to wait for her. I have her contact information and won't delay her time."

Zou Liren stared at her without blinking, wanting to say something, but he realized that the young man next to her was looking at him with obvious hostility in his eyes, as if warning him not to look at Wen Qing again.

However, Wen Qing looked so beautiful today. The light blue coat suited her temperament and figure very well. Not only did she look more beautiful than usual, but there was also a hint of charm between her eyebrows, which made him unable to take his eyes away.

Being shrouded in Zou Liren's sight, Wen Qing felt more and more that the gaze behind her was like thorns, piercing her so much that she just wanted to escape quickly.

Fortunately, the torture was over soon.

"Ding——" the elevator arrived and the car door opened.

Wen Qing hurriedly said, "Mr. Zou, I'm leaving first. Goodbye."

"Teacher Wen." Zou Liren pressed the elevator button and stopped in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qing looked up at him, her watery eyes full of anxiety, like a panicked prey.

Zou Liren glanced behind her calmly and said slowly: "Yinyin likes you very much, and I will ask you to give me extra lessons next semester. According to the previous verbal agreement, our fees can be increased. If you agree to continue teaching Yinyin, I will send you the contract for the new semester tonight."

"I agree." Wen Qing replied quickly, almost without thinking, "Yinyin will take the high school entrance exam at the end of next semester. I will do my best to help her get into a key high school."

"Okay!" Zou Liren smiled easily, "With you here, we have confidence."

Wen Qing smiled and nodded, then walked towards the elevator door, but a cold sneer came from behind her.

"It's unheard of that one would base his confidence in further studies on his tutor." Song Jingshen followed behind Wen Qing and said faintly.

"Mr. Zou is very wealthy." He glanced at Zou Liren and asked with a smile, "Our teacher Wen is very valuable. She has rejected tutoring offers of four figures per hour. I wonder what your renewal standard is?"

Zou Liren's eyes flashed with a hint of darkness, then he revealed a gentle smile and said, "Although I am not as financially capable as Mr. Song, I can still afford the tutoring fees for the sake of my child."

Wen Qing was surprised: They actually know each other?

Zou Liren seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled, saying, "Mr. Song returned to China to investigate an old case, which happened to be under my jurisdiction. In fact, I met you a few days earlier than that."

"Are you a policeman?" Wen Qing asked in surprise.

Having known him for so long, this is the first time I understand his profession.

Zou Liren said "hmm" softly, moved to the side of the elevator door, and made an elegant gesture to Wen Qing: "Teacher Wen, please, Mr. Song, please."

Song Jingshen stood there, motionless. Wen Qing stepped forward and took his arm, lowered her head and asked, "Is this okay?"

Song Jingshen raised his eyebrows proudly: "Why are you so smart today?"

Wen Qing didn't respond, but pulled him out. When they passed by the Zou family's father and daughter, Zou Yuanyuan suddenly asked, "He hugged you just now, and now you're pulling him. What's your relationship?"

Wen Qing immediately pulled her hand back, her face red as if blood could drip out. She turned and looked at Zou Yuanyuan, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

"Yuanyuan, don't cross the line." Zou Liren stopped his daughter from asking questions, "She just said that she doesn't have a boyfriend."

“But…” Zou Yuanyuan said unconvincedly, “She was very close to that uncle just now. I heard from my sister that when a girl and a boy are close, they are in love, and after a long time they can even have a baby.”

"I'm not in a relationship." Wen Qing's face turned pale and she clarified, "Really, it was just a misunderstanding. Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing Wen Qing suddenly become serious, Zou Yuanyuan stuck out her tongue, hid behind her father, and only poked out her little head to look at Wen Qing.

"Children are ignorant, please don't be angry, Teacher Wen." Zou Liren said in a gentle voice.

"She won't be angry. For the sake of money, she can endure any grievance." Song Jingshen stood aside and said coldly.

Wen Qing ignored him and said politely to Zou Liren, "Children's words are innocent. I won't take them to heart."

Zou Liren nodded with confidence and said, "That's good."

After a pause, he continued, "Teacher Wen, school security may be lax during the winter vacation. No matter what safety issues you encounter, you must notify me immediately. Don't be afraid of trouble. My phone is on standby 24 hours a day."

"Okay, thank you Officer Zou!" Wen Qing felt warm in her heart and her tone was full of gratitude.

"My father is a police inspector, very powerful!" Zou Yuanyuan said proudly.

"Okay." Zou Liren interrupted his daughter with a smile and led her to the stairs. "We are going to exercise and say goodbye to Teacher Wen."

"Goodbye." Zou Yuanyuan waved perfunctorily, pulled her father's clothes and left.

Looking at the backs of the father and daughter, Wen Qing was stunned for a moment.

She once held her father's hand and rode his bicycle, but it had been so long that she could hardly remember her father's voice, appearance, or smile...

"Have you seen enough?" A cold and sarcastic voice came from the side, "You are a widower with two children, you really have an extraordinary vision."