Shen Ning sighed: "To be honest, in some aspects, you are really far worse than your son. I like your son, but I hate you very much. You are not cute at all. Listen carefully, I can only spare three hours a day to take care of your son."

She had already calculated that Ding Ding was in kindergarten and went home at 4:30 every afternoon. The child went to bed early at night, and she had to work during the day. So, she could only accompany Ding Ding from 6:30 to 9:30 after get off work, and then go home at 9:30 and take care of Coco and Xiaoxiao at 10 o'clock. This distribution was acceptable.

Li Zhenting was stunned when he heard this and looked around the office. Gu Qi did need her to take care of her. Thinking that Ding Ding had to go to kindergarten during the day, this seemed to be an acceptable solution.

"Okay, I can promise you this." He agreed readily.

In fact, he would rather not have Shen Ning stay with his son. In addition, Shen Ning and Shen Mei are not on good terms. If she lives in the Li family, he is really afraid that there will be chaos.

"Also, as I said, my salary as a psychological tutor for your son is quite high, and it's paid by the hour."

"No problem, just tell me, whatever price you want." Li Zhenting didn't even raise his eyebrows.

"I pay according to the international rate, one thousand dollars an hour."

Li Zhenting looked up at her and chuckled, "Can you really compare yourself to those international psychologists?"

"Let me tell you, to your son, I am more valuable than them. Anyway, the price is here, it's up to you whether you want to do it or not." Shen Ning sat on the Diaoyutai, feeling at ease.

Li Zhenting said casually: "Okay, I said it before, money is not a problem. As for whether it is worth it, that depends on the results. Just take good care of it."

"Can."

"make a deal."

"Then let's sign the contract first. Words are not enough." Shen Ning turned on the computer and pulled out the electronic contract. "Take a look at it. If there is no problem, I will print it out and both parties will sign it."

Seeing that she had even prepared the contract, Li Zhenting couldn't help but cross his arms, tilted his head and looked at her, mockingly: "You look like you've calculated that I would come to invite you. I don't understand, what makes you so sure?"

Shen Ning pursed his lips slightly and smiled: "There are some things you will never understand."

"Oh, it sounds more and more profound." Li Zhenting walked over, bent down and whispered in her ear: "Chen Ning, if you want to play any tricks to hurt my son, I will never let you go."

"If you don't trust me, then there's no need for us to sign this contract." Shen Ning became inexplicably angry and slammed the printer cover shut.

Li Zhenting was stunned. This woman's temper was getting worse and worse. She even dared to give him the cold shoulder many times. Who did she think she was?

If she doesn't sign, he certainly won't put down his pride and try to coax her.

"If you don't want to sign, then don't sign. Do I need to beg you?" He said with a cold face.

For a moment, the two of them froze there.

"Then get out of here quickly. It's late. If you stay in my office like this, alone with a man and a woman, people will gossip about you." Shen Ning began to drive him away.

Li Zhenting was a little angry and embarrassed: "Just go. If Ding Ding hadn't been sick and wanted to see you, I wouldn't have come to you in the middle of the night. You really take yourself too seriously, you're so self-righteous and unreasonable."

He really turned around and left, forgetting Li Wanqing's threat.

Shen Ning's brain suddenly buzzed, and he immediately shouted, "Li Zhenting, stop right there. What did you just say? You said Ding Ding was sick?"

Li Zhenting ignored him and walked out angrily.

He was too lazy to answer this question.

She knew that her son's illness would only make him more arrogant, and she thought he was asking her for help.

But what he didn't expect was that Shen Ning rushed over from behind like a gust of wind, grabbed his clothes, and asked loudly with an anxious look on his face: "I ask you, is Ding Ding sick?"

(End of this chapter)