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My Imp and Possessive Husband

Su Xiaoyue, a humble kindergarten teacher, had the fervent wish that she would one day become a famous educator, with students all over the world. However, her peaceful life underwent a drastic change after she became Fan Mingyu's homeroom teacher, leading to countless interactions with Fan Mingyu’s adoptive father, the CEO of Sanyang Group. On matters of the child’s education, the two of them locked horns, continuously embroiled in conflict. …… In the spacious and bright CEO's office, Fan Shaoming sat in a black swivel chair, spinning back and forth, idly fiddling with a red brocade box in his hands, while casting glances at the woman sitting across from him, patiently lecturing him. Su Xiaoyue swallowed hard, words had made her thirsty, and she wanted a drink of water but was reluctant to ask this man for it. With a strained patience, she said, “Mr. Fan, Mingyu is a very smart child, but if you don’t educate him properly, you, as his father, will ruin him. You’re not loving him, you’re harming him. Your indulgence is spoiling him, letting him fail to recognize his own mistakes, leading him further down the wrong path.” “Are you done?” Fan Shaoming stopped spinning in his chair, stood up and walked around the desk, pulled up Su Xiaoyue, then opened up the red brocade box, took out an expensive diamond ring, and slid it onto Su Xiaoyue’s finger, saying in a deep voice, “Mingyu and I have discussed it, and we think you’re an excellent teacher and will surely make a very good mother. I don’t understand romance, so I’ll be direct, take a half-day off tomorrow morning, bring your household registration book, and wait for me at the civil affairs office.” Su Xiaoyue’s face turned green, she was lecturing him, and he was proposing to her!

Gu XingLing · 现代言情
分數不夠
395 Chs

Chapter 118 A Pot of Tea, Discussing One's Background (5)

"Daddy," Mingyu ran to his father first, climbed onto his father's lap to sit, and then answered for Su Xiaoyue, "We went to the amusement park to play."

Upon hearing this, Fan Shaoming glared at Su Xiaoyue as if to accuse her, "I hired you to be a tutor for my son, not to accompany him for fun."

"It's appropriate to let him relax a little."

Su Xiaoyue replied gently and softly, her tender tone somewhat deflated Fan Shaoming. He wanted to scold her further, his mouth moved several times, but he couldn't utter another word of reproach.

Sister Zhang approached Fan Shaoming and said, "Young Master, dinner is ready."

Fan Shaoming retracted his glare from Su Xiaoyue, picked up his son, and walked off. From the sidelines, Su Xiaoyue reminded him, "Let Mingyu walk by himself."

"I like holding my son, it's none of your business."

So stern—had she offended him again?

"Mr. Fan..."

"Don't talk during dinner."

Fan Shaoming coldly interrupted Su Xiaoyue's prepared long lecture.