Disliked by everyone? She is clearly the most beloved one in the rich family!

Half a month ago.

Shanghai, Wen family villa.

Meng Yingnian ended a video conference and stood up to leave the study.

During lunch, Wen Yiying mentioned that the new art teacher she had found for Soso would come to their house for a trial lesson in the afternoon.

Because Soso lacked the pheromone comfort from his father since childhood, his temperament is more irritable than his peers and he has a tendency to ADHD. The psychologist suggested that he cultivate some quiet hobbies, such as sitting instead of standing if possible.

Wen Yiying invited teachers to her home for trial lessons in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She could barely last five minutes on the first three subjects and could only manage ten minutes on painting.

But after more than a dozen teachers tried, the longest they could do it was ten minutes.

This teacher today is the last one. If it doesn’t work out, I can only consider other projects.

Meng Yingnian was curious about his nephew's class and walked towards the studio upstairs.

As soon as I reached the elevator, I ran into the nanny who was cleaning the next room.

"Is Suosuo still in class?" Meng Yingnian asked casually.

The nanny looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

Meng Yingnian guessed from the nanny's expression that today's trial class also ended in failure.

Then he asked, "Where's Suosuo?"

Nanny: "In the garden...with the young lady and the teacher."

Meng Yingnian was slightly startled: "Teacher hasn't left yet?"

The nanny shook her head: "No, it was the teacher who took the young master to the garden."

Suosuo usually plays in the garden, petting a lot of flowers and plants, and is full of energy and never stops.

The purpose of hiring a teacher to teach him painting was to help him calm down, but the one who came today was different. He not only couldn't teach him painting well, but also took Suosuo to the garden.

The nanny was a beta, and even though she couldn't feel the powerful pheromones from the S-level alpha, she could sense the faint sense of oppression in the air. She lowered her head and trembled with fear, breathing lightly, for fear of upsetting the young master again.

It was not until Meng Yingnian took the elevator to the garden and the feeling of oppression gradually disappeared that the nanny breathed a sigh of relief.

The villa garden is divided into indoor and outdoor areas. The sun is too strong at this time in the afternoon, so people cannot stay outdoors. They can only stay in the glass greenhouse indoors.

The second before entering the greenhouse, Meng Yingnian was already prepared to say to the teacher who came today, "You don't need to come again."

When he looked up, the scorching sun outside refracted through the glass into scattered rays of light, stinging Meng Yingnian's eyes.

He blinked twice, lowered his gaze, and saw a vast expanse of blue.

A closer look revealed the collar of a teenager's shirt.

The boy was sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing a white shirt with a collar and the edges of his handkerchief made of washed blue denim. He was wearing jeans of the same color. The corners of his shirt were tucked into a black leather belt that reached up to his waistband. He had a pair of clean white sneakers on his feet.

He lowered his head, his slender hands covered with mud, and his fingers nimbly fiddled with the mud in his hands. The originally shapeless dead object gradually took on a contour under his hands.

It's a rabbit.

After pinching the last ear, the boy opened his palm, and the mud rabbit sat obediently in his hand, looking lifelike and vivid.

Suosuo exclaimed "Wow" with eyes full of admiration: "It really is a little rabbit!"

The boy gently pinched the mud rabbit's belly, placed it in Suosuo's hand, and said with a soft "hmm," "This is for you."

Suosuo was visibly happy: "Thank you, Teacher Yu!"

"You're welcome."

The boy looked at Soso quietly. Perhaps because he was infected by the child's happy mood, a smile appeared on his face, but unfortunately it only lasted for a few short seconds.

The bright sunlight fell on the boy, outlining a golden edge.

The moment the boy raised his eyes, Meng Yingnian saw a pair of beautiful sky-blue pupils.

The sea and the sky are one color, all in these eyes.

Until Yu Zhi left that day, Meng Yingnian was unable to say, "You don't have to come again."

Later, Wen Yiying mentioned that Yu Zhi took Suo Suo to the garden to dig mud and taught him how to make clay figures in order to cultivate his interest in art.

This was verified in two classes later. With the combination of movement and stillness, Suo Suo was no longer so restless. In less than a week, he could attend the entire class without running outside once.

"Teacher Yu is quite smart and has a way of dealing with children."

"But he's not the type to joke around with kids. You could even say he's serious. He does all the talking during class and leaves quietly after class, never asking questions or lingering. Usually, this type of teacher isn't very popular with kids, but Suo Suo fell in love with his class. He calls her Teacher Yu all the time every day. Isn't that amazing?"

Although she said she was chatting with Meng Yingnian, Wen Yiying just thought she was talking to herself. She knew Meng Yingnian's personality and knew he had little interest in such trivial matters.

As a result, Meng Yingnian responded to her words in a manner that was out of character.

“Everyone loves beauty.”

Wen Yiying looked surprised, then asked meaningfully, "Are you praising Teacher Yu for her good looks?"

Meng Yingnian said indifferently, "Do I need to praise you for this?"

"The sun is rising from the west today." Wen Yiying winked mischievously, "How could someone catch the eye of our President Meng?"

Meng Yingnian closed the book, said he was going to take a shower, and got up and left.

Wen Yiying stayed in the study and kept clicking her tongue.

"Half-blood? Blue eyes?"

Meng Hengze smiled and jokingly said, "Son, when did you become interested in this?"

Meng Yingnian didn't give a direct answer, but only said, "As for marriage, I'll talk about it after I find someone I like."

Meng Hengze looked at him and asked, "Are you looking for an excuse to delay the marriage?"

Meng Yingnian asked in return, "Marriage is such a big deal, if you don't even agree on what you want, isn't it just a joke?"

Meng Hengze thought for a moment and finally let him do it.

"Okay, I'll ask your mother to look for it again."

"However, if you find someone who suits your taste, you can no longer postpone the marriage."

Meng Yingnian said calmly, "We'll talk about it after you find it."