Chapter 2 Turnaround_1

By five o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Ming arrived punctually at the tutoring address, even twenty minutes early.

Of course, this was not due to the "True Fragrance Law," but rather he sadly discovered that in this modern society where money is supreme, one can't do anything without it.

The meager savings of his former self had already been completely drained by medical expenses. Thankfully, the doctor had slipped him a few hundred yuan; otherwise, he wouldn't have had any money for lunch.

He wasn't like Rome, who could do whatever he wished; the only thing he could do was Crescent Sky Rush.

Pathetic.

Qin Ming picked up two painkillers, popped them into his mouth, and gulped down the remaining half-bottle of mineral water.

Poverty is scarier than cancer.

Just as fish cannot live without water, without money, he would starve to death before the illness could claim his life!

Moreover, they were paying him way too much!!!

The place in front of him was a posh residential area; one glance at the second-hand housing transaction information posted by Lianjia across the street showed that the price here was as much as 180,000 yuan per square meter. He couldn't afford even a bathroom there with a whole year's wages in his former life, let alone now.

Some are born in Rome, while others are destined to be beasts of burden.

Qin Ming was different; he was born an orphan in this life.

No traditional security guard blocking the way, no urban Dragon King face-slapping clichés.

Qin Ming entered the complex rather smoothly, which left him somewhat disappointed, although he wasn't sure what exactly disappointed him; he just felt it.

With time to spare, Qin Ming was in no hurry and took several turns around the complex.

As expected of a high-end community, the environment was excellent. He didn't even need to mention the swimming pool and basketball court, surprisingly, there was also a garden, not small, at least close to a thousand square meters. No wonder there was such a strong fragrance of flowers upon entering.

Qin Ming observed the surroundings while also looking to see if there were any wealthy matrons in the complex.

He wondered if he could attract a rich matron with his good looks to rescue him from his dire straits.

But aside from a few old men and a middle-aged bald man leering at his butt, let alone a rich matron, he didn't even spot an old granny.

Hah, funny!

Let's get out of here!

He glanced at the countdown timer that appeared in the lower left corner. Time was almost up.

Qin Ming quickened his pace, taking three steps at a time to escape the middle-aged man's gaze.

...

Meanwhile, Chen Fang was carefully reading her thesis on the computer, checking if there was anything that needed correcting.

The title of the paper was: "The Application of New Nanomaterials and Its Development."

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Who is it?"

"Hello Auntie, I'm here for the tutoring."

"Come in, come in."

When Chen Fang opened the door, a neatly dressed, handsome young man stood there with a backpack, graciously waiting at the doorstep.

Seeing the young man's profile on this hot summer day was like a refreshing breeze for Chen Fang.

She was startled for a moment but soon regained her composure, warmly inviting Qin Ming inside: "Come in, please come in."

"Okay, Auntie, I'll change my shoes."

To avoid dirtying the spotless, gleaming floor, he changed into a pair of slippers.

This act made Chen Fang even more fond of the young man.

Qin Ming entered the house.

The living room was spacious and bright, and he took a seat on the soft sofa.

Chen Fang brought him a cup of water.

Taking a sip, Qin Ming asked, "Auntie, which grade is your daughter in now?"

"Yueyue is going to be in senior three this year."

Senior three? Why would they find me, a junior one student, to tutor?

Qin Ming was puzzled, but during their conversation that followed, he learned the reason.

Her daughter, Liu Yueyue, was extremely unbalanced in her studies; she nearly got perfect scores in her language, foreign language, and biology subjects, while in physics and math, she could only manage twenty or thirty points, basically lacking the foundations.

So, his junior one knowledge was more than enough to teach her.

As they chatted, a rapid knocking sounded at the door.

"Mom, I'm back, open the door!" A pleasant voice came from outside.

"Yueyue is back!"

Chen Fang smiled tenderly as she stood up to open the door, with Qin Ming following behind.

The next moment, the girl stepped through the doorway.

Upon seeing her, he was flabbergasted.

So tall!

So big!

Such long legs!

She must be over one meter eighty.

At one meter seventy, Qin Ming was already considered tall among his peers. Yet standing in front of Liu Yueyue, he tragically found himself barely reaching her chest.

And the key point was, her top could barely contain her.

You're telling me she's a senior three student? Raised on coconut juice?

For a moment, Qin Ming was lost in deep doubt.

At the same time, Liu Yueyue's bright, sparkling eyes were also sizing up Qin Ming.

Fair-faced, clad in white as snow.

She had to admit, he was the most handsome boy she had ever seen.

Chen Fang gave them an initiation, asking Liu Yueyue to pay attention to Qin Ming's tutoring, before retreating into the kitchen to start preparing dinner.

"Hauling a parcel nearly killed me!" Liu Yueyue stretched her waist, reminiscent of a slender gymnast. Lifting her long legs, she walked into her bedroom: "Little Teacher, could you help me bring in that thing from outside?"

Hearing this, Qin Ming snapped back to reality and noticed a large box at the door.

Under someone else's roof, one has to bow one's head.

Pick it up!

Wow, why is it so heavy!

Trembling, Qin Ming managed to carry the box into Liu Yueyue's bedroom.

"Haven't you had dinner, little brother?" Liu Yueyue leaned against the wall, her perfect curves on display. She watched Qin Ming's feeble struggle, a teasing, mischievous smile on her exquisite face: "You lack strength, don't you?"

Don't you have any idea how heavy it is?

After placing down the box, Qin Ming didn't argue and simply looked up at her.