Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Father Xie's voice came with a cold snort, which made Xie Zhuo angry.

He raised his foot and kicked the sofa, and said coldly, "Did I let him manage it?"

"Let him go, I don't need him to make love!"

"Bastard, what are you talking about?"

After his words fell, Father Xie's more irritable voice sounded.

He glared angrily, without the slightest gentleness just now: "Xiucheng is recommended to be a student of University A, and he kindly gives you extra lessons, don't you appreciate it?"

Xie Zhuo sneered and said, "Good intentions? It's like I don't give money!"

"I don't care, I don't want to make up anyway!"

"You...you're mad at me!"

Xie's servant has long been used to the tense atmosphere between father and son, but there is a trace of pity in the eyes of Ruan Xiucheng.

This child, why do you have to do such a thankless thing?

"Ah Zhuo, don't be like this." At this moment, Ruan Xiucheng, who was sitting beside Xie's father, said calmly, causing Xie Zhuo to vent his anger on him.

"Shut up and use you to pretend to be kind!"

"Shut up too, why are you talking to Xiu Cheng?" Father Xie said coldly.

"You know what!" Xie Zhuo looked at Father Xie angrily.

You know what kind of a dog this guy is, spanking your son's ass behind your back?

With a sound of swiping, Father Xie, who was overwhelmed by anger, picked up the cup and threw it at Xie Zhuo.

He hid aside nimbly, and looked at him coldly: "You just beat me to death!"

After saying a word, he ran out rebelliously, ignoring Steward Zhang's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay.

"I'm so mad!" After he left for a long time, Father Xie came to his senses.

He said apologetically to Ruan Xiucheng, "Don't mind Xiucheng, that's just how he is!"

Speaking of this, he snorted coldly: "But he has to make up for this lesson if he wants to, and he has to make up for it if he doesn't want to!"

After finally seeing a glimmer of hope for his son's improvement, how could Father Xie give up?

He said in a big way: "Just give him extra lessons, and tell me what you need!"

The smile on Ruan Xiucheng's lips became more and more gentle: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

After a pause, he said with some embarrassment: "I really have an unfeeling request, can you give me a spare key in the villa? Otherwise, if Ah Zhuo avoids making up lessons, I may not be able to find him."

"That's easy to say!" Father Xie called Steward Zhang to order him, and then said, "If he dares to be disobedient, you can beat him up!"

Ruan Xiucheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a smile, "How can I do that?"

The two chatted for a long time, after Ruan Xiucheng had breakfast, he got into the car with a breakfast for Xie Zhuo.

At this moment, Xie Zhuo was chatting with Ruan's father in full swing, and the anger just now was no longer on his face.

He didn't tell Father Ruan about not making up lessons, it was mainly because Father Xie agreed, and Father Ruan couldn't do anything about it.

He didn't use these things to embarrass this hard-working father, he just thought about various ways to deal with Ruan Xiucheng in his heart.

Seeing him coming up, Xie Zhuo smiled and said: "Why are you so slow?"

"You forgot to bring your schoolbag." Ruan Xiucheng threw Xie Zhuo's schoolbag weighing more than [-] kilograms on his lap, and smiled under his glaring eyes: "This is the information I prepared for you, you can also read it at school. "

Since he said to make up lessons, he wouldn't waste the salary that the Xie family gave him.

only……

A light smile flashed in the boy's eyes, will he get better after making up lessons?

No.