The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

The next day.

As soon as Yan Bei got up and walked out of the room, Shen Qing kept staring at his face.

"What's wrong?" Yan Bei asked.

"Your face healed so quickly, there's not a single red mark left!"

Yan Bei's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he might have rubbed it off while sleeping.

But he had completely forgotten about faking the injury yesterday.

He touched his face subconsciously and said, "Maybe the medicine you bought is too effective."

Shen Qing stared at him with her big eyes, "You must have touched the wrong side! Didn't the left side of your face hurt yesterday? Why did you touch the right side today?"

Yan Bei put down his hand instantly. He had forgotten where he had applied the ink yesterday.

"Well, I just touched it casually. I didn't touch the place where I was hit yesterday." Yan Bei said.

Shen Qing narrowed her eyes, "Oh! It seems that the medicine is really effective!"

"Come and eat! I made breakfast today."

"You got up early today!" Yan Bei said.

Shen Qing rubbed her neck with her hand, "I had insomnia last night and didn't sleep well!"

As she spoke, Shen Qing walked into the kitchen and brought out the soy milk she had just made and two sandwiches.

Yan Bei also came over and sat on the chair.

Although Shen Qing did not have classes this morning, she wanted to send Yan Bei to the bus stop. Because Yan Bei did not drive back last night, Shen Qing went directly to his workplace to pick him up.

"Eat quickly! I'll take you to the bus stop later. Then I'll go to school."

"Uh-huh!"

Yan Bei finished a sandwich in no time.

Then he picked up the soy milk and drank it down in one gulp.

He likes such a simple breakfast very much. In the past, he had to have more than ten kinds of breakfast at home, and sometimes he didn’t know what to eat.

Seeing that Yan Bei had almost finished eating, Shen Qing also quickly ate her sandwich and drank soy milk.

It was obviously she who was urging others, she didn't want others to wait for her.

After dinner, Shen Qing changed her clothes and set off.

He dropped Yan Bei off at the bus stop and then drove to school.

As soon as I arrived at the office, I heard Wu Jiao's noisy voice.

Through the crack in the door, she saw that standing next to Wu Jiao was her cousin Zhang Yan.

Without thinking too much, it must be that Zhang Yan made another mistake.

There were no teachers in the office; they had all gone to class. Shen Qing walked in. Wu Jiao glanced at her and said, "Shen Qing, check on your cousin to see if he's finished the homework he assigned."

Wu Jiao wasn't to blame for this. This was the second time since Zhang Yan transferred to the school that he hadn't completed his homework. Any teacher would have been angry.

Since Wu Jiao said this in front of her, she could only interrogate Zhang Yan. Shen Qing put down her bag and looked at Zhang Yan, "Yan Yan, why haven't you finished your homework again? You came here to study, not to play."

Zhang Yan only uttered four words: "I don't want to write."

"Shen Qing, did you hear that? This is your cousin's attitude. Should I talk to you or his parents?" Wu Jiao said.

"You should talk to her parents! I'm not her parent." Shen Qing said.

"Cousin, my mother said you are my parent, and I will come to you if anything happens at school!" Zhang Yan said.

"Now please call me Teacher Shen, not cousin. This is at school."

Wu Jiao said, "Shen Qing, if you don't care about this, please call her parents. I want to talk to them."

"You are his homeroom teacher. If you want to hit him, do it yourself. It's none of my business. I'm very busy!" After saying that, Shen Qing turned around and walked out of the office!

She really can't tolerate this kind of thing. She is not a god and can't take care of everything. If she does it well, it's fine. But if she doesn't, she will offend people.

At this time, Wu Jiao looked at Zhang Yan angrily and said, "Your cousin, I don't care about you. I will call your mother now."

As she spoke, Wu Jiao took out her cell phone and called Shen Xuemei.

"Are you Zhang Yan's parents?"

"I am! Who are you?"

"I'm Zhang Yan's teacher. I want to talk to you. Please come to school when you have time!"

"I don't have time. Isn't her cousin here? Just talk to her cousin if you have anything to say!" said Shen Xuemei on the other end of the phone.

"You are talking about Shen Qing!"

"Correct!"

"I contacted her, but she didn't care about this matter. She said she wasn't Zhang Yan's parent, so you had to come here in person."

"What? She doesn't care? She really doesn't take me, her aunt, seriously. I'm going to call her right now and have a good talk with her."

"Then call now!" Wu Jiao said and hung up the phone.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. It seems that there are many ways to deal with Shen Qing!

Shen Qing, who was daydreaming in the corridor outside, suddenly heard her cell phone ring.

She saw that it was Shen Xuemei calling, which was what she expected.

When Shen Qing answered the phone, she was met with a scolding, "Shen Qing, you really don't take me, your aunt, seriously. Why can't you take care of your cousin's affairs? If you can't do that, why would I let Yanyan go to your school?"

It turned out that part of the reason why Zhang Yan transferred to their school was to ask her to help discipline Zhang Yan! Shen Xuemei wanted to save trouble!

"It's already good enough that I let Yanyan come to our school. Do you know how many students want to come but can't! Besides, I am a teacher in school. I have my job. I can't help you with your things. If I help you with your things, will you come to help me with my work?" Shen Qing said.

Since Shen Xuemei doesn't consider her, there is no need for her to be polite.

"Qingqing, what are you talking about? I'm your aunt! I'm your elder."

"Yes, you are my elder, but you can't have everything you say!" Shen Qing said angrily, "I won't interfere in Yanyan's affairs anymore. Whether he comes to school or not is your business. Yanyan is your child, and you as a parent should do whatever you want."

Shen Qing hung up the phone directly.

If she had known this would happen, she would never have told Shen Xuemei that their school still had vacancies. This was simply asking for trouble.

Back in the office, Shen Qing sat in her seat.

Wu Jiao, who was sitting behind her, came over and said, "Shen Qing, did someone call you just now?"

Shen Qing raised her eyes and turned back, "Yes, what's wrong? Did you give in?"

"That's not true!" Wu Jiao said. "It was your aunt who said she was going to call you!"

Shen Qing narrowed her eyes and said nothing.

……

In the afternoon.

As soon as Shen Qing finished class, she saw Shen Xuemei in the office.

When she saw Shen Xuemei, she politely called her "Auntie". No matter how reluctant she was when she called in the morning, she couldn't lose her manners.

Fortunately, Shen Xuemei responded.

She didn't want to get involved, so she put the book on the table and made an excuse to go out.

At this moment in the office, Wu Jiao said, "Mother Zhang Yan, Teacher Shen must be your niece!"

"Yes, I am her aunt and she is my niece."

"I explained the situation to her, but Shen Qing didn't care about Zhang Yan's matter. So I had no choice but to call you over."

Wu Jiao's words somewhat tried to sow discord between Shen Qing and Shen Xuemei.

Hearing this, Shen Xuemei's face instantly darkened.

"Mother Zhang Yan, how could Shen Qing do this? If it were me, I would definitely take care of my cousin's affairs without hesitation. After all, we are family!"