Every weekend, Ji Changmu would come to Qiao's house to give extra lessons to Xiaoyouzi.

On weekday evenings, Xiaoyouzi would also deliberately say that she couldn't do her homework, and asked Butler Zhong to call Ji Changmu over.

Fortunately, Ji Changmu didn't have many classes, and his academic schedule was very tight. He had a lot of free time in the evening, and he would go to Qiao's house whenever Xiao Youzi called him.

In this way, Ji Changmu and Xiaoyouzi lived in peace for a month.

On that Saturday, there was a sports meeting at Beijing University, so Ji Changmu called Butler Zhong to ask for leave.

Butler Zhong agreed, but Xiao Youzi disagreed.

She picked up the phone and said, "I don't know how to do my homework. Come and teach me quickly."

"Just ask for leave today and I'll go there tomorrow." Ji Changmu said patiently.

"No, today's work will be done today. Xiao Yuzi will finish her homework today."

"Let Butler Zhong teach you first."

"You are my teacher, but Butler Zhong is not my teacher." Little Yuzi refused, pouting.

Butler Zhong had no choice but to come and smooth things over: "Miss, Teacher Ji can't do anything today. The school has a winter sports meeting."

"It's not impossible, I have a way." The little girl blinked curiously, "Just take me to watch the sports meeting."

Ji Changmu was helpless: "You are too young, I can't take you."

"You just dislike me."

"No, I can't take care of you."

"I can ask Butler Zhong to accompany me, just let me watch." Although little Youzi can't go to school, she speaks very eloquently and has a sharp tongue, leaving Ji Changmu helpless.

Butler Zhong had no choice but to say, "If you don't mind Teacher Ji, I will accompany her to see you."

"Okay, I'll hang up first."

Little Yuzi shook her short legs and was very happy: "I'm going to the sports meeting!"

"Little miss, you can't do this in the future. Teacher Ji will be angry. He is just your tutor. He is not responsible for taking care of you after class."

"Is he angry then?"

"I don't know." Butler Zhong felt that Ji Changmu would be angry to some extent. After all, Xiaoyouzi had nothing to do with him.

"Then Xiaoyouzi will bring him something delicious."

The little guy ran to his room in a hurry. There were a lot of snacks in the drawer in her room. She filled a big bag and it was very difficult to carry it.

Qiao Chengfan just came back from his morning run and looked at her with a frown: "Where are you going?"

"Little Yuzi is running away from home!"

"Just you?" Qiao Chengfan dismissed it, "You will win if you can get out of the gate of Qiao's house."

"Qiao Chengfan, you are so bad, you are no longer my brother!"

"You dare to call me by my name directly." Qiao Chengfan put his cold hand into her head and rubbed it.

Little Youzi was startled, jumped away, and glared at him: "Qiao Chengfan, you are so bad, I'm going to find my real brother."

"Am I fake?"

"Yes, you are fake."

"When did you recognize your real brother?"

"Humph, I won't tell you."

Qiao Chengfan knew clearly in his heart that it was Ji Changmu, wasn't he? He was more than ten years older than her, and he was almost like an uncle.

Unexpectedly, the little girl really started packing her little yellow duck schoolbag, stuffing it full of snacks and drinks, as if she was going for a spring outing.

Little Youzi's nanny came downstairs with a thick red woolen shawl: "Little miss, it's cold outside, put on your coat."

Little Yuzi was obedient, put on her little cloak over her sweater skirt, and happily carried her little school bag.
Chapter completed!