"Huh? Young lady, are you in ...... Tease me? ”

Ye Nantian's voice sank slightly, he gently raised his chin and let Wen Yihuan pick it up like this, he blinked his eyes a few times, but his eyes were much deeper than his usual smiling appearance. Wen Yihuan saw his figure in his pupils.

"What do you think about all day long?" Wen Yihuan suddenly withdrew her hand, she did have a bit of fun in her heart, but unfortunately there were more important things to ask at the moment, she had gone too far, it was just a thrill seeker for Ye Nantian, but for her, it was ridiculous, "Let's be honest, what's going on?" It's like you're looking at your parents and younger brothers, and according to the theory of educational psychology, I have reason to suspect that you have a shadow of childhood. ”

Ye Nantian grinned with a pure face, and he couldn't see the appearance of the shadow at all. They confronted each other for a long time, and Wen Yihuan barely resisted Ye Nantian's attack with a bright smile.

"Okay." Ye Nantian took a deep breath and said, "Have you ever heard of a concept from the ancient Romans? ”

"When they give birth, they must have two, because if the only son dies or dies young, it will cause the family property to be inherited and the parents will have no one to support them. So, they have to be two. My parents thought the same way. ”

He spoke slowly, as if he was thinking while talking, Wen Yihuan raised his eyes to look at the man who was squatting on his bed, and couldn't help but reach out and gently tap on the maroon curls that had just been messed up by the dispute.

So, they had two sons, and for the next dozen years, they continued to boast about the right choice. Ye Dongming is a good boy, and when he was ten years old, he could follow his father to attend drinking parties and various business occasions, but I can't. When I was a child, I was a bit withdrawn, I only liked to fiddle with electronic products, and I was not interested in the family business. In this way, when I proposed to start a business, the resistance from my family was so great. ”

Wen Yihuan watched him unsuspectingly talk about the affairs of his family in front of him, playing the role of a listener without saying a word.

"Hmm...... And then it's gone~ I finally won the opportunity to stand on my own, Ye Dongming, just stayed at home, continued to be the excellent second son, and then waited for college graduation to officially take over. Ye Nantian ended in a rather relaxed tone, holding his cheeks and looking at Wen Yihuan's complicated eyes, "Do you hear any childhood shadows?" ”

Wen Yihuan barely found a clue from his story: "So, the Ye family and Ye Dongming want to do everything possible to bring down your company, or find your whereabouts as soon as possible, so that they can bring you, the defector of the family, home?" ”

Sure enough, it is a wealthy family, and it is a completely different world from the one she lives in, she always feels like a story in a book and TV, looking at Ye Nantian's smiling and innocent appearance, this unreal feeling is even stronger.

"Teacher Wen, last month's performance appraisal has come down, you come with me."

Early in the morning, just after early self-study, Wen Yihuan rubbed her eyes and walked out of the classroom, but saw Deng Tingchuan standing in her seat waiting for her.

He was half-bent over, looking down at the things on Wen Yihuan's desk, including coffee cups, computers, and some notebooks, makeup mirrors, and other things. He hastily flipped through two pages in the notebook, and when he saw Wen Yihuan coming, he straightened up and looked at her with a slight smile.

Performance appraisal is not only a monthly test for high school students, but also a teacher's evaluation based on fluctuations in their grades. Although it is a structured profession, it is gradually moving closer to the performance system. Wen Yihuan was a little surprised, her students performed quite well in this big exam, and there were no obvious fluctuations and declines in Chinese scores, so it was indeed a little strange to single her out to talk.

Thinking of Deng Tingchuan's last move, she was a little more cautious, looked around and there was no one in the office, and said with a smile: "Director Deng, the office is also empty early in the morning, you might as well talk about it here." ”

Deng Tingchuan didn't have any opinions, he took out the folder in his briefcase, handed the pages inside to her, and said in a businesslike tone: "Okay, this is this month's performance statistics, based on the lesson plan and teaching plan design you submitted, the score given to you is okay, but ...... Look here......."

Wen Yihuan spread the paper on the desk, she bent down to carefully examine the data pointed out by Deng Tingchuan, but she didn't expect Deng Tingchuan to also lean over, lowered his head, and almost wiped her ear. Such a distance made her a little uncomfortable, and her body shrank back a few inches to avoid Deng Tingchuan's head, only to realize that Deng Tingchuan was not rude, but ......

"Teacher Wen, you're in trouble."

He only said this, then paused, sighed slowly, and said: "I'll give you a reminder first, don't mess with people who shouldn't be provoked, you and I are ordinary people, and no one can afford to provoke those people." ”