Xia Lang

It's easy to say soft words, and he can still listen to them, but if you treat him hard, he will be tougher than you, like a hedgehog with spikes standing up, and he must stab you to the point of bleeding.

He then said slowly, "Last Friday night, the young master didn't go home all night, and he came back around noon on Saturday, with large and small scratches. I was a little worried, and asked the young master if something happened, but The young master didn't say anything, and he didn't let me call the family doctor, so he stayed in the room until almost eight o'clock in the evening, and then went out again."

Li Yikang was fine when he was listening to the front. That kid was used to it since he was a child, and it was not uncommon for him not to go home.

But the more he heard the back, the frown deepened.

Listening to this time, the stinky boy must have been plotted to seek revenge, right?

In fact, after calming down and thinking about it, most of the brat's unscrupulous appearance is towards him, and he hardly causes trouble for no reason in other matters.

Could it be the You family kid who made the first move this time?A dark light flashed in Li Yukang's eyes.

If so, the You family should think about how to solve this matter, not to mention that they won't get any compensation...

After the butler "reported" the young master's recent whereabouts, he stood aside, like an invisible person, quietly waiting for the master to finish his thoughts.

Seeing that the master seemed to have calmed down completely, the butler silently retreated, and was about to retire after finishing his work.

"Old Fang..." Li Bikang suddenly stopped him.

The butler stopped backing and stepped forward, "Hey, do you have anything to ask?"

"Help Li Zhaozhuo find a tutor." It was rare to hear a bit of helplessness in the master's voice.

The butler looked up and saw the old man pinching a crumpled paper in his hand.

Wild handwriting, extremely low scores, and the young master's name on the test paper.

Several similar balls of paper were randomly thrown on the table.

"Looking for a math tutor?"

What Li Yikang had in his hand was a math paper.

He vaguely heard from the secretary that the papers for the exams at the beginning of the semester require parents' signatures, so Li Yikang unfolded the papers that looked like wads of waste paper one by one.

Without exception, the scores were all appalling.

Li Bikang: ...

housekeeper:……

The two were silent for a while, and finally Li Bikang said, "All please."

The butler acted very quickly, and found a suitable candidate within a few days, and the final one was a student who was well-organized during the interview.

Yes, one, a current student.

This person is in the same school as the young master. It is said that this child has not changed since he was number one in the school. It can be seen how powerful he is, and he listened to his lecture for a while, and it was detailed and clear, which was very good.

The key point is that he is very versatile, he can take all the subjects by himself, and he doesn't need to exchange so many teachers at home, and he is the same age as the young master, so he should be able to get along better, so that the young master's resistance will not be too strong.

Although the current students must have limitations, they are not so free in time, and they are only free on weekends.

However, the young master may not be in the mood to make up classes on weekends, let alone Monday to Friday when classes are full every day, so this limitation is not a big deal in the housekeeper's eyes.

I made an appointment with the tutor to teach on Saturday, and the housekeeper only talked to the young master about it on Friday night.

It wasn't that he disrespected the young master, but he was afraid that if he told the young master in advance, he might not see the young master this whole weekend.

When the housekeeper came in, Li Zhaozhuo was sitting on the bed with two long legs and fiddled with the computer.

Li Zhaozhuo, who was banging on the keyboard, cast a sideways glance at him, "I'm afraid I'll run away if I only talk to me today in class tomorrow?"

The lines at the corners of the housekeeper's eyes folded kindly, "Young master, what are you talking about? You don't know me well. I just came to talk to you as soon as I made an appointment with my tutor."

It's because I know it too well.

Don't look at Butler Fang's plain appearance and simple and honest smile, but he is as smart as an old fox.

But he's not bad at all.

But Li Zhaozhuo still didn't like the feeling of being manipulated, he didn't speak, and the only sound in the room was the clicking of the keyboard.

The housekeeper showed some distress on his face, "Master, we signed the contract, can we just try it? If we don't like it tomorrow, we can change it?"

It is to change to another one, not to end the make-up class.

Li Zhaozhuo sneered, "Turn around and close the door, don't disturb my business."

Seeing that there was no room left, the housekeeper had no choice but to leave the room.

After closing the door, the housekeeper was really worried.

The young master said that he didn't want to hire a tutor, but this was not something he could decide.

The butler sighed heavily.

I just hope that the child will catch the young master's eyes tomorrow, and not be kicked out as soon as he enters the room.

The Li family's mansion is located on the mountain, a little far from the urban area. The housekeeper asked the driver to pick up the tutor early in the morning.

After almost an hour in the car, Song Linju arrived at Li's house with the driver of Li's family.

At first glance, the Li family is very large, surrounded by dense branches, like a large manor outside the world.

There was still some distance between the gate and the house, and the driver drove him downstairs before parking.

The kind middle-aged man greeted him as soon as he got out of the car. He was the one who interviewed him at that time.

"Hello." Song Linju greeted politely first.

The lines at the corners of the housekeeper's eyes became more obvious, "Hello, Xiao Song, do you mind if I call you that?"

"do not mind."

The housekeeper made a gesture of reaching out his hand, "Go ahead and talk."

The design and furnishings of the house are very elegant, modern and at the same time with some antique charm.

The butler led Song Linju upstairs, his leather shoes made regular noises on the stairs, "The young master is waiting for you in the room."

"it is good."

As soon as the butler brought Song Linju to the door of the young master's room, he hurriedly left.

I'm sorry Xiao Song.

Song Linju looked at the closed door and knocked it three times.

Waited for a while, no one answered.

Then he clicked three more times, this time the wait was a little longer, but still no one answered.

After hesitating for a while, Song Linju put his hand on the doorknob, turned it tentatively, and the door opened.

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Li Zhaozhuo: As long as my handwriting is crazy enough, no one will know that my score is low.

You hate me that much?

The sudden air-conditioning made Song Linju's hairs stand on end, and goose bumps covered his body.

The room was very dark, the lights were not turned on, and the heavy curtains were tightly closed, only the slightly humming air conditioner had a green light on, like fireflies.

I could vaguely see a lot of things piled up on the desk, there was no one on the bed, the quilt was balled up, kicked to the foot of the bed, and some of it fell to the ground.

Song Linju who walked into the room was almost tripped, and when he looked down, he saw clothes thrown everywhere.

The room was in a mess, everything was in a mess, except that there was no young master who the housekeeper said was waiting for him.

Song Linju walked to the window and opened the curtains with a bang.

The sun was already high at nine o'clock, and as soon as the barrier was pulled away, the sun's rays rushed into the room, and the fine dust was bathed in the sun and floating.

"Who?"

The bathroom door was opened, and Li Zhaozhuo saw a stranger in his room suddenly, with a bad tone.

Hearing his voice, the man turned around. Li Zhaozhuo looked over against the glare of the sun, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After seeing who it was, Li Zhaozhuo raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Song Linju? Why are you here?"

At this time Song Linju was also taken aback.

Is he the young master Fang Butler is talking about?

This person seemed to have just taken a shower, he was wiping his hair with a towel in his hands, his whole body was wet, and he was only wearing a pair of big gray underpants in the air-conditioned room, revealing his sharp upper body.

It seemed that he suddenly felt a little cold in this environment from the warm bathroom, and the muscles on his body tensed unconsciously.

Song Linju's eyes only stayed on him for a short moment, and he moved his eyes away like a dragonfly touching water.

The cold tone is not helpful, "Steward Fang asked me to come."

"Steward Fang..."

Li Zhaozhuo suddenly thought of the tutor that the steward had mentioned last night, looked him up and down for a while, playing with taste, "Are you the tutor that Steward Fang hired for me?"

I don't know if it was from the sun shining into the room, but the tips of Song Linju's fair ears turned red.

"If you don't want me to teach you, I can go and talk to Butler Fang now."

It's like this again, avoiding him, avoiding him, it seems that as long as he has a little contact with him, he finds it unbearable.

He said these words nicely, maybe he didn't want to teach him at all?

Li Zhaozhuo, who was steaming, approached Song Linju at some point. Hearing what he said, he took another step closer to Song Linju.

They were so close that he could smell the refreshing shower gel on the person pressing over him.

Song Linju frowned and backed away, but he only took half a step before he felt something against the bend of his leg.

He forgot that he is now in front of the bay window, with no way out.

The big man Li Zhaozhuo just stood in front of Song Linju, his firm honey-colored chest gleaming in the sun.

Song Linju's eyes were lowered slightly, looking at the ground, but now Li Zhaozhuo stood up, his eyes almost had nowhere to fall due to his broad chest glistening with water.

Song Linju had no choice but to look up.

Li Zhaozhuo had been staring at him all the time, but Song Linju's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes, revealing the black and white eyes that were covered, as if blooming.

He was like a beast ready to go. After catching Song Linju's sight, he snorted and said, "Now you are finally willing to look at me?"

"Why, do you hate me so much?" The aggressive, strong body pressed a little more.

Li Zhaozhuo is rebellious and unruly, he should have a pair of violent and indifferent eyes like wolves.

But the color of his pupils is warm amber, like the color of sweet maltose, which is extraordinarily bright under the sunlight.

His eyes were extremely bright, like a convex mirror, gathering all the sunlight around him, and burning a ball of fire in his eyes.

There is light in his clear eyes,