Shen Lian smiled, saw the little guy's mind clearly, and said, "Then let's start with the first chapter, okay?" "The knowledge in primary school is quite simple, as long as you study it carefully, it is understandable.

The little master nodded obediently, he liked this little teacher very much, and the content she talked about was very detailed, and his soft voice made him unconsciously integrate into the book.

When he was in school, he hated these boring textbooks the most, but now he is a little better, just because this little teacher said it, which is really good.

"Can I call you a little wreck?" In the car, Song Jin told himself that the person he wanted to teach was called Song Yan. It seems a bit formatted to keep calling him the little master.

Hearing his words, the eyes of the child Song Yan sitting on the side lit up directly, "Of course you can, little teacher." But he tilted his head again, and said, "Little teacher, can I tell you what your name is?" ”

Shen Lian nodded and introduced herself, and added, "You can call me Teacher Shen!" "But when I think about it, I don't think it's appropriate, I'm just an interview tutor.

But the little guy hurriedly nodded and said, "Okay, then Mr. Shen, you live in the villa, right?" He was eager for an answer, he liked this little teacher, the inexplicable intimacy, unlike other women who treated him like this because of their little uncle.

After the class was over, Song Yan rubbed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

Seeing this, Shen Lian said, "It's late, Xiao Yan should go to bed, I'll leave first." When she was about to stand up, Song Yan took her hand, looked at her with sleepy eyes and said, "Teacher Shen, can you tell me a story?"

There was no problem with this request for Shen Lian, Song Yan handed her a storybook, and said in a soft and glutinous voice: "Teacher Song, you can talk about this, I love to hear it."

Shen Lian took the book and nodded, her soft voice echoing in the bedroom.

After a while, the sound of Song Yan's even breathing came from the side. She closed the storybook and put it on the table, and pinched the quilt for Song Yan before softly exiting the door.

In the living room, Song Jin sat there, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the woman coming down the stairs, his cold eyes became warm, he didn't expect that this Song Yan could occupy her for so long, a little jealous.

"Song Shao, Xiao Yan is already asleep." Shen Lian sat on the sofa next to him, Song Jin's delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised. How to treat him is Song Shao, and to that kid is a little martyr.

He gave a soft "tsk" and continued, "I know, the maid will take you to the guest room later, and it will be more convenient to stay here." ”

Shen Lian is no longer hypocritical, where can he go if he doesn't stay here.

"Thank you, Song Jin." She felt that she had to say thank you eight hundred times a day, and now she could only do this, let Song Yan study hard and improve his grades, and her ability was all she could now.

He chuckled, "Don't thank you, come with me to dinner tomorrow, huh?" Song Jin thought that it would be better to take someone out for a walk, and the restaurant was newly opened, so he thought he would take her to try it.

Shen Lian nodded in agreement, and when Song Jin went up the stairs, she leaned on the sofa weakly. All of this is thanks to Gu Chenghuan, it's really interesting, it's not enough to give people to her, what else.

Si Xinting.

It was the beautiful man she remembered, and it was also the man who made her die of pity. It was a joke, a boring conversation in the upper class.

At night, Shen Lian fell asleep, her brows and eyes furrowed.

In the dream, it was the one surnamed Qin, as well as Gu Chenghuan, and even the man who also appeared in the dream. This is the first time this has happened.

The one in the dream was hugging the woman, watching the surnamed Qin insult him, and regarded this incident as a play.

When she woke up, Shen Lian opened her phone and looked at the time, it was only four o'clock, and she couldn't sleep. Tired, so tired, the scenes from the dream crossed her mind over and over again.

Over and over again, over and over again, the two of them laughed over and over again. In the dream was her heart-rending roar and the unbridled laughter of those two people.

What stung her was the brilliance of the story in the past, and the helplessness of the present.

Pull the curtain of the bed open, and the scene outside is a little hazy, so I kept looking at it, and it gradually became brighter. After Shen Lian finished washing, he went downstairs and saw Song Jin sitting upright reading the newspaper.

It's a bit ...... to look at Well, especially when that gold-rimmed glasses are put on the bridge of the nose, it feels like a scum.

She said hello, just as the maid said that it was okay to have breakfast, and the two of them sat down, and they didn't see Song Yan's children. Shen Lian felt that the child was still sleeping, and Song Yan, who was far away in the old mansion, felt bitter in his heart.

Obviously I slept well in the villa in the suburbs last night, and when I woke up in the morning, I saw my mother. He was a little at a loss, what was going on? How did you get to the old mansion?

Later, I heard from my mother that the little uncle let him come back for two days, and he was a bit of an eyesore in the villa, but Song Yan pouted, so it was not an eyesore, obviously the little uncle wanted to get along with the little teacher secretly!

After breakfast, Song Jin went to the company, so that Shen Lian could go to make up for sleep first, and he would come back at eleven o'clock to pick her up and go out to eat. She felt troublesome and said she could go.

"There are no taxis in the suburban villas, are you sure?" After Song Jin finished speaking, he looked at his watch again, said that he should leave, and left in a hurry.

Shen Lian didn't know what to do after going upstairs, swiping her phone, a message popped up above the phone, and she happened to click on it by mistake.

#司氏集团继承人和回国青梅, followed by a burst, it looked so dazzling, and the two were entangled for so long, and they came together again.

There is also a photo attached, the man is neatly dressed, the tie she remembers was given to him by herself, and the woman standing next to her is another one, she is smiling brightly.

Shen Lian quit Weibo, and there were many unread messages in WeChat, most of which were people from some melon-eating companies.

At first, there were still a few people who cared about what was going on, but after a long time, everyone took this matter as a joke, and just listened to it and occasionally participated in a few words.

She exhaled, not thinking about these things, she was a little tired these days, Shen Lian looked up and saw herself under her eyes.

It shouldn't be like this, she went to the sink and washed her face, and squeezed another pump of facial cleanser. Song Jin was thoughtful, and even these little things were so well prepared.

"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside, "Miss Shen, can I come in?" ”