Maybe Ji Changmu thought it was ungentlemanly to waste time with Ye Jiaqi's salary, so in the end, he turned around first.

At a glance, I saw that little Yuzi was still lowering her head, and her little hands were playing with the corners of the textbook, rolling it up, putting it down, and rolling it up again.

"Qiao Muyuan, you have to understand one thing. You have no right to decide what I want to do."

"Then why are you asking me to do this or that?"

"Because I am your teacher, when will you understand? I am your teacher, and I have the right to ask you to do what I tell you during class time." Ji Changmu said calmly, "Well, let's have another class in the afternoon.

If you continue to be overbearing and unreasonable as always, I won't come."

"Aside from saying you won't come, what else will you say?" Xiao Youzi was angry.

"I don't have anything to say. That's fine. I can't tell you anything."

Ji Changmu Gan was defeated. He could not convince a child who had just entered elementary school theoretically and verbally, and his thinking was not on the same line.

"You said at noon that you would plant trees with me in the spring, but now you can't do it anymore. How can a person like you who goes back on your word become a teacher?" Little Yuzi asked.

Ji Changmu choked.

He laughed dumbly, okay, he can't talk to her.

Little Yuzi felt extremely wronged, her long eyelashes seemed to be stained with tiny teardrops, and her eyes were hazy, as if covered with a layer of fine rain.

Ji Changmu glanced at her.

She is too young.

He was still a little kid sitting there.

He's just a naughty, domineering kid. Why should he, a nineteen-year-old college student, care about a kid?

Ji Changmu felt that he was being stingy again.

But every time, he couldn't control himself.

"Forget it." Ji Changmu compromised again and sighed slowly, "I listen to you. Zhibao is your brother. If you say you won't let me play with him, I won't."

Little Yuzi was still feeling aggrieved, neither saying yes nor saying no.

"Let's continue the class." Ji Changmu opened the textbook, and this time, Xiaoyouzi didn't stop him.

His clear, gentle and slightly deep voice, like a cello, spread out beside the table by the window in the study room. This class was mainly to teach her English.

A class lasted about half an hour. After the lecture, he would check off some worthy questions for Xiaoyouzi and urge her: "Do all these questions after class tonight, and I will check them tomorrow."

"Well." Little Youzi's eyes were still red, and she nodded, "Little Youzi can do it."

"Um."

Ji Changmu looked at her red eyes and shook his head. He really didn't know what she was wronged about.

This little girl is really overbearing and unreasonable.

The lecture that followed was quite harmonious, except that Ji Changmu remained silent during the break, looking at the small building and garden outside the window without saying a word.

He leaned back on the chair, folded his hands behind his head, and had a pair of clean and clear eyes.

It was very quiet in the study, very quiet.

The usually cheerful little Yuzi couldn't stand this silence, and she knew in her heart that her little brother was ignoring her.

Except for class, he seemed unwilling to say another word to her.

Will he always be like this in the future?

Do you really have to ignore her?

Little Youzi sat on the chair next to her and kept looking at Ji Changmu and his side face. Finally, she took the initiative to speak again: "Little brother, you are ignoring me."

Ji Changmu remained motionless: "No."
Chapter completed!