Wen Xia was really tired and fell asleep in a daze as soon as she touched the bed. Qin Mo hugged her in his arms, lowered her head and kissed her a few times before closing her eyes and falling asleep.

The next day, Wen Xia was awakened by Qin Mo's harassment, and she met the man's eyes full of desire, "..."

She turned her back to him with an understanding, moved her back to the side, and continued to sleep.

The man chuckled, and the next second, his side sank slightly. He hugged her from behind and lifted up her nightgown...

Wenxia suddenly woke up, "..."

The dog-good Qin Mo.

divorce!

...

Until Qin Mo left, Wen Xia ignored him and slept in bed for a while. He got up at 9:20 and washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Arrived at the He family at around 9:50.

This time it was the door given to her by a middle-aged man.

It should be He Qian's father.

After Wen Xia politely greeted him, she entered He Qian's bedroom. He Qian was doing her homework, but she didn't write very seriously.

She sat down and said, "Have you finished the homework assigned yesterday? Check it out with me."

He Qian gave her homework and only did a small part of it. Wen Xia pursed her lips and looked at her directly, but in the end she couldn't help getting angry.

She took out the teacher's majesty and said, "If you don't want to make up for your lessons, you can tell your parents."

“There is no need to waste the money for tutoring.”

"In your eyes, a few hundred dollars are not much money, but they are all hard-earned money from your parents."

"You may think it's easy for them to find money, and you can experience it yourself. Money is not blown by strong winds and is not that easy to make."

"No one can give you your whole life, and your parents will not give you your whole life."

After she finished speaking, she packed up her books, "He Qian, you are very smart. If you try your best, you will definitely be able to go to a good university."

"Sorry, I won't be a tutor." She left after that.

Tutoring is not a teacher. Teachers can teach students a lesson strictly, but tutoring cannot. If parents don’t understand, they will only blame the tutor.

He Qian stood there in a complicated manner, "You are very smart" hasn't heard the sentence "You are very smart."

Why doesn’t she want to study anymore? It’s the teacher’s question: He Qian, did you copy it?

She didn't understand why her efforts were copied in the eyes of others.

...

Wen Xia said a few words of sorry to He Qian's father. He Qian's father probably knew what his daughter looked like, so he sighed and asked her to understand.

He didn't make things difficult for her, and paid her previous salary.

After leaving the downstairs, Wen Xia couldn't help but sigh. He Qian looked so much like her before.

Suddenly I heard a voice, "Teacher Wen."

She turned her head and looked over. It was He Qian. This was something she didn't expect. She was a little surprised, but she still asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

He Qian suddenly said with red eyes: "It's not that I didn't work hard, but that it's useless if I work hard. I honestly don't believe me, and my classmates don't believe me either."

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood. To be honest, she didn't understand the teacher's questioning of students' plagiarism. Adolescent children are sensitive and suspicious, which can easily dispel their enthusiasm.

She said seriously: "I believe in you."

She said again: "Why is it useless? Because others don't agree?"

"Trial is not for others to show, but for yourself. No one can deny your efforts except yourself."

"He Qian, come on, just for yourself."

"When you figure it out, you are willing to let me tutor you, so you can contact me at any time."

...

When he got home, Wen Xia hid on the sofa and sighed a few times. The more he thought about it, the more he became more bored. Finally, he checked the air ticket on his mobile phone and bought the latest ticket to go home.

Wende was not at home, and the house was quiet. Every time she came back, the refrigerator was empty, with only one bottle of beer.

She pursed her lips and entered Wende's bedroom again, the faint smell of smoke still remained in the air.

He smoked.

Open the windowsill to ventilate, then she cleaned Wende's room, changed the sheets and quilt covers, and threw them into the washing machine to wash.

After doing all this, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time for Qin Mo to give a speech in Jiazhong.

She changed into a white cotton jacket, a yellow scarf, and then went out after wrapping it tightly.

The uncle at the school gate clearly remembered her and joked with a smile: "Your boyfriend just got in."

Wen Xia was embarrassed to smile and pointed inside, "Uncle, can I go in?"

"Yes." The uncle let her in enthusiastically.

At this time, students are holding stools to the playground. This winter is colder than in previous years. Some students wear hats and two or three people hold warmth.

Wen Xia is not eye-catching among high school students, especially her scarf covers most of her face.

The cold wind blew, and she couldn't help but stomp her feet. She would have worn more pairs of pants if she had known.

Follow the students to the playground.

I could see Qin Mo who was talking to the principal at first sight, a good student dressed in a well-dressed manner.

She hummed in her heart, she was obviously a hooligan.

Everyone sat down and she realized that she had no stool and was about to leave the playground.

The director looked at her, too far away to see the person clearly, and shouted with the microphone, "That classmate in white clothes, sit down quickly."

Wen Xia: “…”

Seeing that she looked here, she quickly squatted down.

Qin Mo looked here accidentally and recognized Wen Xia immediately. After being surprised, the corner of his mouth raised and said to the director next to him: "Teacher He, can I bring a stool to my girlfriend?"

Director of the Teaching: “…”

headmaster:"……"

He coughed unnaturally, "Director He, please come and get it."

The director of the teaching staff sent a male classmate from a recent class to get a stool and gave it to Wen Xia.

Although the students in the school didn't know what happened, they all looked at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia blushed and thanked her, then pulled the scarf up a little.

The students in the class closest to her frequently looked here and whispered: "She looks like Senior Sister Wen Xia."

“I think it’s a bit like that.”

"Oh my God, I'm so excited, I feel she's pretty."

Wen Xia: “…”

Suddenly the cell phone in her pocket vibrated and she took it out and saw: Wife, I almost can't see you.

Qin Mo is "mocking" her for wrapping a scarf.

She didn't want to pay attention to this guy.

Soon the principal's voice sounded on the podium, as old-fashioned as usual, and it was as white as before. It took about seven or eight minutes before he gave the microphone to Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's black short cotton jacket was covered with a military green sweatshirt, black jeans, a pair of long legs, and white shoes on his feet.

He held the microphone: "Hello everyone, I am Qin Mo..."

He talked about some B-U class environment and methods, and finally encouraged him.

Wen Xia was sarcastic in her heart that this guy must have learned from the Internet.

It's almost over, but I don't know which boy shouted: "Senior, why didn't your girlfriend come?"

The principal's face is dark. I finally asked him to set an example for you. What is your focus!!

Qin Mo just handed out the microphone and took it back, "She is here, just wait for me below."
Chapter completed!