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Jiang Baiqian's eyes dimmed. She didn't know since when, she could no longer understand her daughter's thoughts, and it was difficult for the two of them to have a normal conversation.

Thinking of the previous topic, she said, "It's okay if you don't want Xiao Han to teach you. I will explain to him and arrange a new tutor..."

"No, you've arranged enough."

Mo Yixia interrupted her in a harsh tone.

"I still prefer to find my own teacher."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 12 Did you do it on purpose?

To be honest, Han Zhou was very nervous the moment he walked into Mo Yixia's house.

He was afraid that as soon as he entered the door, several big men would jump out of the room and kick him in the leg, making him kneel on the ground. He struggled to look up and saw Jiang Baiqian with her arms folded, holding an iron rod as thick as a bowl in her hand, and her voice was as cold as ice.

"What did you take my daughter to do yesterday?"

Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary. Jiang Baiqian was still very enthusiastic. Not only did she ask about his well-being, she also apologized for the power outage yesterday, which not only forced him to run outside in the rain, but also delayed his normal get off work time.

Han Zhou felt a little guilty and kept saying it was okay.

As if she had thought of something, Jiang Baiqian suddenly handed him an access card and said with a smile: "This is the access card for the community. I didn't think carefully before, so it's not convenient for you to go in and out now. You have to ask Xia Xia to pick you up."

It's really inconvenient.

Han Zhou agreed with this very much, and suddenly remembered the embarrassment when he left the community alone yesterday afternoon without an access card. The security guard looked at him as if he was a suspicious person and was unwilling to open the door for him.

He put the access card away: "Thank you, I really need this."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries. Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Baiqian couldn't wait to get to the point: "The class will start today. Where does Teacher Xiao Han plan to start?"

"I looked at the test paper your daughter completed yesterday. Judging from her answers, she still has a lot of room for improvement in mathematics. The problems mainly focus on solid geometry and..."

“I didn’t expect Teacher Xiao Han to be so well prepared.”

Jiang Baiqian listened very carefully. Seeing that the other party pointed out so many problems in one breath, she seemed a little surprised and asked, "What about physics? Xia Xia's physics grades are not very good either."

I did the physics, how would I know what her problem was...

Han Zhou looked serious and said, "I plan to save physics for the afternoon and focus on mathematics in the morning. In fact, there are many related knowledge points between mathematics and physics."

Jiang Baiqian nodded, and suddenly smiled a little embarrassedly: "To be honest, I don't really understand these, and I can't help Xia Xia with her studies, so I have to trouble you to pay more attention to it."

Her expression was very sincere, and Han Zhou was somewhat touched. At least she was still a mother who cared about her daughter, but she was a little too much. He didn't know if she knew about Mo Yixia's world-weariness...

Han Zhou did not intend to interfere too much in other people's family affairs, but just promised: "Don't worry, I will do my best to teach your daughter well."

"Then please."

When Han Zhou walked into the study, Mo Yixia was already sitting at the desk waiting. She was still dressed the same way, covering her face with a hat and a mask.

Seeing him approaching, Mo Yixia raised her hand and handed over a mask, and asked lightly: “Did my mother give you the key?”

Han Zhou's face darkened: "It's a door access control, not a key."

"Oh, from what you said, you really intend to teach me well?"

"Otherwise, I told you yesterday that I will not let you down when it comes to teaching you."

Han Zhou took the mask and put it on, and also lowered his voice and said, "But is it okay? Your mother should know the purpose of your wearing a mask, right?"

Mo Yixia glanced at him and said, "It's not 'I', it's 'we'. We are accomplices now - it doesn't matter. She is a result-oriented person, but the process can't be too vague."

After a brief exchange, the two officially started the first day of classes.

Jiang Baiqian would stay at home in the morning and the door of the study was never closed, but she had no intention of disturbing them. However, even so, Han Zhou did not dare to be careless in the slightest and instead felt a little uncomfortable.

It's really outrageous. Compared with yesterday, there is an extra camera installed in the study. I don't know if it is to prevent Mo Yixia from being lazy or to prevent him from having any bad thoughts about his beautiful daughter.

Could it be that the joke I told while eating yesterday was read by the lip reader?

Mo Yixia didn't seem to have much resistance to learning. She listened very carefully and asked questions when she didn't understand something. Although she studied hard, her actual application was not ideal. Even though a very similar example had just been explained to her, she couldn't get the correct answer when she did it again.

"This is strange..."

Han Zhou was a little puzzled. Mo Yixia's grades in all subjects except physics and mathematics were very good, which showed that she had the ability. It was also obvious that she had mastered the basic knowledge of physics and mathematics. Logically, she shouldn't be so bad.

These are clearly questions with almost no variations, and he can't even apply them right after learning them. Could this guy be doing this on purpose?

Han Zhou tried to explain from several different angles. He himself had gone through two lifetimes of exam-oriented education and in this life he had mastered the skill of "efficient learning". He had a deep understanding of question-answering techniques and could find many breakthrough points.

Sometimes a person's momentary confusion is not necessarily stupid; it may just be that there is a deviation in the direction of his thinking.

However, after working hard for a whole morning, Mo Yixia still made no progress and sat there like a decoration. Fortunately, she finally got the correct answer when she was doing the last simple question. The only drawback was that the process was not quite right...

Just at this moment, Jiang Baiqian suddenly knocked on the door of the study, looked at the two people in the room and said, "Teacher Xiao Han, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm going out soon. The lunch is in the refrigerator. Xia Xia will heat it up for lunch at noon."

"Oh, good."

After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Um...how is Xia Xia doing in her studies? Is there any progress?"

Before Han Zhou could speak, Mo Yixia spoke first and said lightly, "There is progress."

He glanced at the other person.

"Really? That's good to see some progress." Jiang Baiqian smiled brightly and encouraged him, "Keep working hard this afternoon."

She also knew that her daughter would not respond, so she turned and left.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. Although he knew that he was still under Jiang Baiqian's surveillance, fortunately the other party could no longer hear any sound.

He observed Mo Yixia for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Did you do this on purpose?"

"what?"

At this moment, Mo Yixia was doing calculations on the draft paper. There was a red mark on her fair fingers because she held the pen for too long. She looked quite focused.

Han Zhou hesitated for a moment, then said, "You must be pretending to be unable to learn math, right?"

Mo Yixia suddenly stopped writing and turned to look at him, but as if considering the camera, she turned her head back again and spoke in a calm tone.

"Do you think I'm idle, pretending I can't learn something even though I can, or am I so poor in math that I'm just pretending?"

"I didn't mean that, I'm sorry." Han Zhou suddenly realized that he had said something stupid, and quickly apologized, "It's my problem."

Mo Yixia said nothing, as if she was angry.

Han Zhou knew he was in the wrong and apologized several times. After all, his conclusion was totally unfounded, and he was shirking responsibility when he questioned the other party's intention just after the other party acted difficult to teach.

If you can't learn even after I've taught you this, then it must be your problem - he couldn't say such outrageous words.

Han Zhou shook his head in his heart. Even if Mo Yixia really did it on purpose, what was her purpose?

After all, he and Mo Yixia had only known each other for two days at most, and she even disliked him. With such a relationship, it was really too presumptuous to suddenly ask such a brainless question. If it was Gu Zheng, there would be no problem, at most he would just get punched.

Mo Yixia originally wanted to ask something, but after thinking about it, she gave up. She glanced at the alarm clock on the corner of the table, stood up and said, "It's almost noon. I'll go heat up the food."

"I'll help." Han Zhou said quickly.

"no need."

Mo Yixia walked into the kitchen alone without looking back.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 13 Pride is nothing compared to points

Today's meal was still sumptuous, with four meat dishes, three vegetable dishes, and a soup. It would definitely not be cheap if it was sold in a restaurant. Han Zhou did a rough calculation and found that even without counting the salary, just being able to eat such expensive meals every day would make him more profitable than an ordinary part-time job.

Of course, this was mainly due to Mo Yixia's help. Jiang Baiqian must have specially prepared such a sumptuous meal for her daughter.

"As expected of a wealthy family that owns an entire community, it's a pity that their cooking skills are a bit lacking..."

Han Zhou murmured in his heart, wondering if it was because of preconceived notions, but he always felt that the food in this world did not taste as good as in his previous life. Especially after working part-time in Lin Anyu's restaurant for a while, this feeling became stronger.

Mo Yixia, who was sitting across the table, was very quiet. She looked quite ladylike while eating. Although it was not the first time he had seen her face, Han Zhou couldn't help but sigh that this was a girl with a stunning appearance.

It’s a pity that Mo Yixia usually wears a mask. She finally took it off when eating, but she kept her head down, so her face was basically invisible.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Han Zhou withdrew his thoughts. He had a vague premonition that this guy was probably still angry, otherwise he would not have remained silent.

But he learned his lesson this time. Since he didn't know the other person well enough, he shouldn't jump to conclusions. Besides, he had already apologized many times, and there was nothing he could do if the other party really refused to forgive him, so he decided to remain silent.

So in the following time, the two people in the living room were silent, no one said a word, just ate by themselves.

Han Zhou slowly finished a bowl of rice and stood up to get another one - this was the plan the two had made yesterday, to add a little rice each time but eat it as if it were full. In this way, by adding a few more bowls and taking their time while eating, they could buy a lot of time to rest.

It is worth mentioning that this plan was entirely planned by Mo Yixia, and she solemnly named it the "Procrastination Bucket Plan."

But it is obvious that the one who is the glutton is Han Zhou.

Han Zhou returned to his seat with his bowl of rice, and saw Mo Yixia suddenly look up at him, then turned her head to look at the large fish tank on the balcony, lowered her head and said, "My mother used to raise a lot of fish."

Han Zhou was stunned. Does this mean he wants to talk to me actively?

Am I overthinking it? This guy isn't actually angry, or has he already calmed down?

He had actually noticed the fish tank in the room a long time ago. There was water, sand, rocks, and corals in it, but not a single fish. So he asked, "Why don't you keep any fish now?"

"My mother raised a lot of goldfish. She would feed them a lot of food before going out every day. Later, all the goldfish died of overeating, so she gave up the idea of ​​raising fish."

Han Zhou said thoughtfully: "I have heard of similar things, but whether goldfish can really die from overeating remains to be studied..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. This guy was clearly using the goldfish to mock me. Otherwise, why would he bring this up?

This is too much... He said unhappily: "'Eat more and eat slowly, and it's like you haven't eaten at all', aren't these your plans and guidelines?"

"Plan? Do you mean the 'Procrastination Bucket Plan'?"

Mo Yixia carefully picked out the dried chilies from the vegetable plate and said with her head down, "You are indeed a perfect match for this plan, both in terms of 'procrastination' and 'gluttony'."

Han Zhou was at fault first, so he didn't bother to argue with her and said, "Just think of it as you praising me."

Mo Yixia didn't say anything, but just silently pushed a plate of chopped pepper fish head over.

Han Zhou was not polite and didn't care whether this was a hint or not. He ate while observing and hesitated for a while before asking, "Are you still angry?"

"Why should I be angry?"

"Because of what I just said in the study."

"I'm not that petty. I won't get angry over such a small matter. Even if I am really a little angry, I should calm down now."