She stood beside him anxiously, wanting to look at him but being embarrassed.

He said: "Let's go home."

He took her home.

When she reached the house, she insisted on the driver parking the car far away from the house and walking back.

At first he refused, but she insisted, so he wrapped his thick scarf around her neck before taking her out of the car.

He and she left a series of footprints in the snow.

They were not walking very fast. Against the backdrop of the street lights and white snow, they looked like a pair of people cuddling together without anyone disturbing them.

She was jumping for joy and he was calm and composed.

She stretched out her hand to catch the falling snowflakes outside, but he grabbed her cold hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

She didn't resist, but blushed.

The journey is short.

The house is brightly lit and warm as spring.

As soon as she entered the house, she took off her down jacket, stepped on her furry slippers, and served him tea and water. She was so attentive.

He took off his coat and sat on the sofa wearing only a gray sweater. He tapped his fingers on the table: "Is the final exam over?"

She put down the tea cup and immediately wanted to run upstairs: "It's so cold, I have to take a shower."

"Stop." He called to her, "I was outside just now, why didn't I see you saying it was cold? Huh?"

She stopped awkwardly at the entrance of the stairs, neither going up nor going up. Her face turned red and white, and she was very embarrassed.

"How many points did you score? Bring me the transcript."

She probably knew she couldn't escape, so she took her time to take out a report card from her backpack and threw it to him, not daring to look at him.

He took it, and it really lived up to his expectations. He failed math, just passed English, and his ranking was even more disastrous.

"You are very powerful." He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his face remained calm, and there was already a layer of chill in his eyes.

"Just...so so." She sneered, "Can I go back to the house?"

"I'm not allowed to go anywhere from tomorrow on. I'll have a set of test papers every day and my results will be until I'm satisfied." He said coldly.

"Then you go on a business trip quickly! You might as well not come back! Pervert!"

"Huh? What are you muttering about?"

"Everything you said is right."

"Since they are all correct, give me the test paper tonight. If you dare to be lazy, try it."

She was so angry that she glared at him, her little mouth pursed in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes, and she turned her head to go upstairs angrily.

She slammed the door to show her anger and resistance that she couldn't talk back!

"It's time to make a breakthrough." He stared at the closed door.

When I lowered my head, I saw her report card. The more I looked at it, the more annoyed I became, so I tore it up, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket!

At that time, her winter vacation had just begun and she couldn't go anywhere, and he didn't take her out to play.

He worked in the study or went to work in the company, while she could only stay at home and write test papers.

He also specially hired tutors for her, but she kicked them out. After hiring four or five tutors, he simply didn't want to care about her anymore.

On the night of New Year's Eve, it is covered with snow and the lanterns are brightly lit.

She was still fussing over writing the test paper, and the more she wrote, the angrier she became. Even when he asked her to come down for dinner, she refused.
Chapter completed!