Chapter 55 I will teach you, but I will charge you tuition

Chen Zan went over obediently. Pretending to be good was something she had developed under Ms. Xu Jing, and it was her specialty.

When I looked over, I saw that what Zhou Jingyu was holding was indeed the original copy of "Madame Bovary" that she borrowed from the library. On the small coffee table next to her, her schoolbag and the printed speech manuscript that she was asked to revise were also placed on it.

Zhou Jingyu said, "Sorry, it fell out when I took it out of the car."

Chen Zan put it away and said meekly, "It's okay, it's nothing important."

Zhou Jingyu flipped through two pages nonchalantly and asked, "I remember you studied French and liked reading French literature?"

Chen Zan talked about the video of a competition she will be having soon. She borrowed this book to practice speaking. It contains a lot of dialogues with different tones of voice. It was a book she picked randomly from the list of books recommended to her by her teacher.

Of course, it is also related to the love story in the work. The 19th-century French writer Flaubert wrote a story about an educated farm girl who married a village doctor, but had lofty ambitions and yearned for a more luxurious and romantic life. After experiencing two infidelities and facing the heavy debts brought about by her vanity, she ultimately did not have a good ending.

Zhou Jingyu returned the book to her. "In your paper, there are two words used inappropriately in the second paragraph, three lines, and the last paragraph. There's nothing wrong with translating it that way in China, but local customs mean that word is insulting and refers to sexual organs. If there are judges from Ile-de-France here, I suggest you change the word."

For this kind of competition, professional foreign teachers will be invited to the scene to serve as judges and score the papers. However, it is unknown which region the teachers are from. Since Zhou Jingyu pointed out this small mistake, she took out the paper and took a look at it, and sure enough, Zhou Jingyu had circled it with a pen.

Even the instructor probably didn't expect that this word has another customary meaning in the local area. If Zhou Jingyu hadn't pointed it out, Chen Zan would have been embarrassed if he had really met a foreign coach from Île-de-France on the day of the competition.

Chen Zhan said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Jingyu: "Have you found a good oral English teacher?"

Chen Zhan shook his head. "I haven't had time to look for it yet. I plan to look for it again when I'm free this weekend."

Zhou Jingyu hummed lightly without saying anything. Chen Zhan suddenly thought of something and looked up abruptly, looking at Zhou Jingyu hopefully: "Mr. Zhou, I remember you stayed in France for several years?"

Previously at the art exhibition, when he was communicating with those French people, she could tell that his spoken English was very orthodox. Since there was an on-site teacher here, why should she go outside to find one?

Zhou Jingyu immediately saw the meaning in her eyes and asked, "You want me to teach you?"

Chen Zhan nodded happily, "Is it okay, Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Jingyu folded his long legs casually, leaning back lazily, his voice dull yet casual, "Of course I can agree to Miss Chen's request, but I have to charge tuition."

Chen Zhan was stunned for a moment, then responded briskly: "No problem, I have money."

Her part-time job, scholarships, and holiday bonuses were all saved there, not to mention the several million that had just arrived.

Even if Zhou Jingyu is difficult to hire, her small treasury should be enough. This way, she can return the money to him, which is perfect.

Chen Zan's eyes were too penetrating to hide her thoughts. Zhou Jingyu reached out and pulled her up from the ground, sat her on his lap, bit her ear, and said bluntly, "Miss Chen, I don't want money."

Chen Zhan couldn't help but shudder slightly. This posture reminded her of when he was in the car just coming back. He was like this too. He bit his lip and said miserably, "Mr. Zhou, my waist is sore."

She was tossed around twice today, each time more intense and stimulating than the last. Her waist and legs were sore and she really couldn't come.

Her little face looked pitiful. Zhou Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to rub her lower back. "What are you thinking about, Miss Chen?"

The smile is quite interesting.

Chen Zan showed a confused expression. Isn't this what she meant?

That's great.

So she asked tentatively: "What do you want?"

Zhou Jingyu said in a hoarse voice, "Move over to live with me."

Chen Zan had this idea after he slept here for a night last week, but before he could bring it up, the girl said that being his lover also had a time limit, which really made him very angry that day.

Even if he couldn't decide his own marriage now, at worst they would just let nature take its course and they would separate. He had never entertained such a degrading thought as to make her his lover.

So I deliberately ignored her for two days to calm myself down, but I couldn't help but send her messages every day to remind her to apply the medicine.

It was because Xie Huaiqian was leaving tomorrow to have dinner at Jiang Yushan's place that he found an excuse to ask her to come over. Not mentioning that matter was also a way to give both parties a way out.

Chen Zhan frowned, looking troubled. Zhou Jingyu sighed softly, "You really don't want to live with me?"

She shook her head, "No, there's a lot going on at school."

The most important thing is that although she is a native of Rongchuan and her home is close to the city, if she doesn't stay in the dormitory every day, it will be easily exposed.

Recently, Xu Jing didn't call her via video every day to check on her. One reason was that she had confirmed her relationship with Director Gu, and she also had to take care of her grandmother, so she couldn't spare any extra time to take care of her.

After my grandmother was discharged from the hospital, I couldn’t say for sure.

She spoke out her difficulties.

Zhou Jingyu didn't force her, but said slowly, "Ms. Chen, when practicing speaking, you must be careful not to be distracted. Could you please spare a few days from your busy studies to spend time with me?"

Such a powerful figure in a high position, imitating the sad tone of the cold palace accent, listening to Chen Zan wanted to laugh.

But as soon as she showed an expression of desire, Zhou Jingyu would pinch her waist. After they agreed to come at least three times a week, he was satisfied and let her go.

——

On Friday night, Chen Zan packed up and went to watch a play with Ye Jing.

She had been going out a lot in recent weeks, which aroused Xu Anan's suspicion. She stopped her before she left the dormitory and asked suspiciously, "Zhanzhan, you really didn't have a boyfriend behind my back?"

Chen Zhan sniffed softly, "No, I went to watch a play with a female friend."

Xu Anan touched her chin: "Really?"

Chen Zan nodded heavily: "Really."

Xu Anan snorted twice, "Who is it? Is there any relationship between you and me?"

Chen Zhan was still wondering if she knew something, but it turned out she was just jealous. He smiled and said, "She's not from Rongchuan. She's here on a business trip with her boyfriend and will be back soon."

Xu Anan was delighted when she heard this. "Okay, I forgive you. You can go watch the play. I'll figure out how to invite Mr. Zhou to the school anniversary celebration."

Chen Zhan was stunned when he heard this. "I sent the email but still no reply?"

Xu Anan said with a bitter face, "I sent several emails, but they all fell on deaf ears. My dad said there's a cocktail party in the city this weekend and many companies have been invited, so he's taking me to try my luck."

Chen Zhan nodded, "Then you can try it tomorrow."

What she was thinking was that she might be able to mention this matter to Zhou Jingyu in private, so that An An wouldn't be sad because of it.