What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

Yang Shaoqing suddenly thought of the news about hairy spiders that Jiang Qixiao had posted before, he rolled his eyes and smiled, "You are not afraid of spiders in it, are you?"

Jiang Qixiao, who poked at the center, glared at him, "So what if you're afraid, no one is allowed to be afraid."

The spider is so ugly, with many hands and legs and can spin silk, in Jiang Qixiao's eyes, this thing is no different from a monster.

Miniature monsters.

Yang Shaoqing smiled and said nothing.

At this time, a man and a woman walked in with a female high school student.

A high school girl named Ai Yue is Jiang Qixiao's one-on-one make-up class.

The man was wearing a suit, a pair of shiny leather shoes on his feet, and a bulging black pocket bag on his waist. He looked nondescript and had a confident expression.The woman standing on the other side has capable short hair, is dressed very simply, and has a cold face.

"Teacher Jiang," Ai Yue saw Jiang Qixiao in front of the bar, forced a smile, "This is my parents...they want to treat you to dinner."

"Mr. Jiang, hello." Ai Yue's father looked arrogantly, looked at Jiang Qixiao's shop with his chest in his arms, and said in his local accent: "This is the shop opened by Teacher Jiang. It's very ordinary."

Yang Shaoqing frowned and said nothing.

He knew Ai Yue's father, who was one of the hot topics of conversation among the women on the street.

Ai Yue's father is a well-known contractor in the county town. He likes to dress like a big boss everywhere he goes. He also hired a mistress outside and gave birth to a boy. The mistress went to Ai's house to make trouble more than once, and was repeatedly beaten by Ai Yue. Mother's toughness was repulsed.

"Hello, Mr. Ai and Mrs. Ai, the shop is relatively small and not decorated much, please sit down." Jiang Qixiao smiled, reached out and waved to the chair, and glanced at Ai Yue.

Ai Yue was usually the talkative, lively and cheerful type, but now he looked at Jiang Qixiao with a sad face.

Jiang Qixiao keenly sensed something, and gave Ai Yue a consoling smile.

Ai Yue sniffed, opened her mouth, frowned and lowered her head.

"Hey, the things in the store are not cheap. Can Mr. Jiang make money from this store?" Ai Sheng swaggered and sat on a chair.

Jiang Qixiao didn't answer him, but smiled at Ai Yue's mother, "Does Mrs. Ai need something to drink?"

Zhou Min shook his head, with no expression on his face, "Today we came here just to treat Teacher Jiang to a meal, and talk about Yueyue's grades by the way."

Ai Sheng patted the table suddenly, which startled Jiang Qixiao.

"Does Mr. Jiang have a teacher qualification certificate? How much is the score in the college entrance examination? Can he teach my Yueyue well?" Ai Sheng raised his eyebrows and spoke in a very bad tone.

Ever since Ai Yue came here to make up lessons, she talked on the phone with her little girlfriend every day when she got home, telling her how handsome and powerful Teacher Jiang was, but she never took the initiative to do homework.

Ai Sheng was very angry. He sent Ai Yue to make up lessons to get high marks and go to university, not to let her discuss with others whether the make-up teacher is handsome or not.

He would like to see how capable this flashy Teacher Jiang is.

"Dad!" Ai Yue gave Ai Sheng a dissatisfied look.

"What's the matter, you can't even ask?" Ai Sheng snorted, "Look at your useless dead look."

"Old Ai." Zhou Min frowned and glanced at Ai Sheng.

Ai Sheng took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one and lit it, and said nothing.

Ai Yue bit her lip and lowered her head again.

Jiang Qixiao was a little disgusted with Ai Sheng's way of speaking, and he could still speak harshly to his daughter, but he still kept smiling, "Do you have a teacher qualification certificate? I got it in college. If Mr. Ai is worried that I can't teach Ling Ai well , It is okay to get the money back. But I am very confident that Ai Yue can be admitted to the school of my choice. She is very smart and easy to learn. If Mr. Ai wants to see if I have the ability to teach her well, wait for her It's not too late to say it during the midterm exam."

Ai Sheng took a puff of smoke and glanced at Zhou Min.

Zhou Min said lightly: "Mr. Jiang, Lao Ai is only thinking about Yue Yue, and has no other intentions. As long as Yue Yue's grades improve, money is not a problem. Let's go out for a meal together. After so many days, I haven't gotten to know each other well. know."

"Ah, I won't go." Jiang Qixiao waved his hands, and moved his mouth in Yang Shaoqing's direction, "There is still a student here who is waiting to make up lessons."

Ai Sheng and Zhou Min glanced at Yang Shaoqing at the same time.

Yang Shaoqing didn't look at them, and leaned lazily against the bar, staring outside.

"It doesn't take much time to have a meal, so let's go with the Yang family." Ai Sheng said to Yang Shaoqing with great interest.

Ai Sheng knew Yang Shaoqing. Many of his subordinates were minors who dropped out of school to work. Occasionally, he would hear rumors about Yang Shaoqing from their mouths. He was quite impressed by this child. interested.

Yang Shaoqing glanced at him indifferently, turned his eyes away without saying a word.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Jiang Qixiao saw that Ai Sheng's face was getting darker and darker, and hurriedly said: "I still have a test paper with him, so I won't bother Mr. Ai and Mrs. Ai."

"Mom, let's go." Ai Yue raised her head and tugged at Zhou Min's sleeves, "Teacher Jiang and the others still have to give a lecture, don't disturb others."

Seeing Jiang Qixiao's apologetic face, Zhou Min really didn't intend to go together, "That's fine, I'll invite Teacher Jiang out for dinner next time. Let's take our leave first."

After speaking, he turned around and went out.

Ai Sheng smacked his lips, stood up slowly from the chair, and snorted heavily when he walked past Yang Shaoqing.

Ai Yue clasped her hands together and made a bow to Jiang Qixiao, muttering quickly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Then she followed in her mother's footsteps.

Jiang Qixiao sighed.

It can be regarded as sending away those who find fault.

He walked out of the bar, leaned side by side with Yang Shaoqing, looked outside and said indifferently: "You are quite a pushover, you don't give any face."

"I don't know him." Yang Shaoqing glanced at him indifferently, "If everyone invites me to dinner, I will go there, can I come?"

"He's an adult anyway." Jiang Qixiao said, "Don't you know Ai Yue?"

Yang Shaoqing knew Ai Yue because Ai Yue played basketball well at school, got along well with boys, and could speak a few words on the court.

But they are not that familiar.

Moreover, since Jiang Qixiao gave Ai Yue a one-on-one tutoring lesson, every time he came, he had to wait for them to finish, not to mention being annoying.

Why didn't Ai Sheng just refund the money just now!

Yang Shaoqing snorted coldly, "Why do you often drag Ai Yue to court?"

Jiang Qixiao was puzzled when he heard the words, "Huh?"

Delay?

"It should be the problem to be solved in that class, so I should finish it in class," Jiang Qixiao said with a smile, "How long have I been dragging you down?"

Yang Shaoqing said nothing with a cold face, but said in his heart: "Can I be like them!"

As soon as the thought came out, Yang Shaoqing paused.

Is he any different from them...?No, they all make up lessons at Jiang Qixiao's place.

If there was any difference, it would be that they paid for it, while Jiang Qixiao made it up for free.

Having said that, it seems that he still has no reason to accuse Jiang Qixiao.

Yang Shaoqing became irritable for no reason, picked up the bag with a cold face and went upstairs, leaving Jiang Qixiao standing there with a confused face.

Where did you offend this young master again! ?

When Yang Shaoqing came in, his mother had already prepared the meal, so he put down the bag, "Mom, come here and I'll tell you something."

"Hey, what's the matter?" The mother who was setting the table and chopsticks wiped her hands and came over.

Yang Shaoqing frowned slightly, "Brother Jiang has done a good job in supplementing my lessons. It's been a week, and each lesson is two hundred. You can give him the money."

"Ah?" Mom had a surprised look on her face, "Did he ask you for money?"

"No, but he charges a lot for others, and it's a waste of his time to ask him to make up for me for free." Yang Shaoqing said.

He didn't want to owe Jiang Qixiao anything, and after paying the money, he could speak more confidently in front of Jiang Qixiao.

"That's more than 1000 yuan a week." Lao Yang came out of the kitchen, frowning, "I haven't seen any tutor who charges such a high fee."

Yang Shaoqing said impatiently: "Give me the money, and I'll give it to him."

He seldom asked for money from his family in the past. Firstly, he felt sorry for his parents who were busy doing business early in the morning, and secondly, because his father always liked to take advantage of small things, he would always ask around to find other ways to solve problems.

Very troublesome.

So except for what they offered, he rarely did such troublesome things.

Seeing his expression, Mom and Dad hesitated for a moment.

"Then you ask him to come up to eat, and I will give it to him personally." Mom said.

Yang Shaoqing thought about it, took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Qixiao on WeChat.

Jiang Qixiao hung up the phone and soon came up.

"Uncle and aunt," he greeted with a smile, "I'm here to trouble you again."

Aunt Yang nodded and narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Xiao Jiang, come and sit down."

Yang Shaoqing glanced at his parents, hoping that his parents would do what he wanted.

Yang Shaoqing took Jiang Qixiao to the bathroom to wash his hands, and sat down at the dining table.

After eating, Lao Yang spoke.

"Xiao Jiang, our young master gave you a lot of money for extra lessons, right?" Lao Yang picked up a mouthful of rice with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, "You can see how much money we give."

Jiang Qixiao froze for a moment, waved his hands and said, "No need Uncle Yang, it won't take much time, my brother is very smart, and it doesn't take much effort to talk about it, and I often come to your house for dinner, if you pay me, I won't." Sorry."

Lao Yang nodded, exchanged glances with Aunt Yang, and said, "Why don't you come to our house for dinner in the future, and treat it as a small tuition fee."

This time Yang Shaoqing and Jiang Qixiao were taken aback at the same time.

Yang Shaoqing didn't expect his father to say such a thing in order to save this little money, it's... too embarrassing.

After Jiang Qixiao was stunned, he smiled happily and said, "Okay."

He ate dinner at Yang's house this week, and tasted all kinds of takeaways nearby at noon every day, which was nothing compared to Aunt Yang's craftsmanship.

Of course he would not refuse such a good thing.

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Jiang Qixiao smiled and glanced at Yang Shaoqing, only to find that Yang Shaoqing's face was livid.

Jiang Qixiao's heart skipped a beat immediately, and he thought it would be impossible, Yang Shaoqing didn't show any signs of hating him, why did his face turn so bad when he heard that he came to Yang's house for dinner.

Yang Shaoqing didn't speak, and ate the whole meal in silence, as if his heart was blocked by a big rock.

He really doesn't like the behavior of his parents who like to take advantage, he doesn't like it very much.

But there is no way, these are his parents, the parents who regard him as his life.

No matter how much they didn't like him, they treated him extremely well, so good that they couldn't fault him.

Yang Shaoqing secretly sighed.