Chapter 28 Adult Education: She Has Needs Me (Including Bonus Chapters)...

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"Haven't we already bought the house?"

The president asked his assistant coldly, his eyes filled with unspeakable pain.

Assistant Zhang wiped his sweat. "The two-bedroom apartment that Miss Ning is renting has been purchased, and the property rights have been transferred. The apartment now belongs to you—you can see that this month's rent should have already been transferred to your account."

Bian Xun closed his eyes briefly, glancing down at his bank statement after losing 8.5 million yuan.

Sure enough, there was an income of 8,500 yuan.

Bian Xun: "..."

At least it wasn't randomized to 10,000 times.

The president rubbed his temples listlessly, his expression neither sad nor happy, and informed Assistant Zhang: "Cancel her lease contract. We don't need to collect rent from her anymore."

Assistant Zhang suddenly realized that this was what had upset the boss.

How could we expect Ms. Ning to pay rent? She's already struggling to raise her two children on her own. The boss probably bought this house for this very reason.

In short, the CEO felt he hadn't spent enough money!

Assistant Zhang felt guilty for his oversight and silently reminded himself to be more careful in the future.

Bian Xun saw through his thoughts, his thin lips parted slightly, he hesitated for a moment, then pinched his brow and waved his hand.

"And the TV she bought on installment, we paid her back too."

Turn off all those automatic payment services for her.

Otherwise, I might stab him in the back at any time.

Assistant Zhang replied with anticipation, "Yes."

If you love her, you can't let her spend money! Even small amounts like interest-free installments are handled by the CEO.

It turns out that even a cold-hearted man like Mr. Bian can fall in love just the same way.

Bian Xun: "..."

Bian Xun coldly said, "You may leave."

While that is true in a certain sense—but a businessman is driven by profit, and his motives cannot be so pure.

Moreover, with a profit margin of ten thousand times, this amount of money is nothing.

hehe.

…

Ning Ye didn't feel comfortable asking whether Bian Xun's large spending involved any bad habits.

But according to her observation, Bian Xun was still a person with a regular schedule, good health and self-control.

The child also said that her future father would go back to the bedroom at a certain time every day and loved to stay in the bedroom.

So although Ning Ye said she was worried that he was involved in gambling, prostitution, and drugs, she knew in her heart that with Bian Xun's obsessive-compulsive disorder and perfectionism, he probably wouldn't allow himself to touch those inferior and uncontrollable things.

Although he was cold and mean, he was actually a proactive person and never had any self-loathing or self-destructive tendencies. In a sense, he was actually a psychologically healthy but ruthless capitalist.

Perhaps this is the underlying reason why he has the potential to be a good father.

While Ning Ye carefully put away the things he had bought for the children, he stroked his chin and pondered what those single purchases of 1.21 million and 8.5 million had been for.

But that's their free choice to spend, and it's not her place to interfere.

So those large bills... maybe he just has high spending habits. ^^

The next day was Monday.

The business unit members went to Hangzhou one after another. Before Ning Ye set off, she took the children to find a place to stay.

As soon as I stepped outside, I was surprised to find his Maybach already parked at the entrance of the residential area.

Ever since Ning Ye argued his case, Grandpa Liu, the property manager at the entrance of the community, stopped charging him parking fees and always greeted Bian Xun cheerfully.

That's how CEOs are – they save small amounts of money but spend big amounts.

“…” Bian Xun closed his eyes.

Ning Ye paused slightly, holding the child's hand. The man's handsome face, with its superior bone structure, remained calm as he leaned against the car window with one hand. "Get in."

Everything was fine until Ning Ye realized she was actually going on a business trip, and her gaze towards Bian Xun suddenly became unnatural.

Thinking about what might happen during this business trip, her almond-shaped eyes blinked slightly, a hint of uncertainty appearing in her lustrous pupils.

Although she knew that a child could only be conceived in one way, she and Bian Xun had broken up six years ago.

To move directly from a completely unfamiliar physical relationship to that level of physical contact—

It's really hard to face this calmly.

She calmly helped Tao Tao into her child seat, glancing at her through the rearview mirror as she said, "Let's take the child with us."

Ning Ye was taken aback. She had considered this before, but she would be very busy this time. "What about the kindergarten..."

Bian Xun's dark eyes were calm and resolute, and his tone was composed. "I've already asked for leave for her."

Given his current influence in the kindergarten, the teachers strongly agree.

Of course, Bian Xun didn't want to talk much about being surrounded by other children shouting "Dad!" He recalled the scene, and his temples still throbbed.

Children are still very noisy creatures.

Ning Zhitao is just a special species among children.

Ning Ye thought about it and decided that this was a good idea, since both of them were there and someone could take care of the child.

Ning Ye's department, as the organizer of the conference, had a schedule that ran from 9 a.m. to 7 p.m., and she had to be on duty almost constantly for both days.

In contrast, Bian Xun's schedule was very simple—he only needed to attend important meetings, and the rest of the time he would occasionally meet with other company leaders, have tea, and discuss cooperation.

With someone else helping her take care of the child, Ning Ye's life became much easier.

Because today was for advance planning and rehearsal, many of her colleagues in the department also chose this flight.

On the way, she received messages from Sister Zhou and Jiang Xinghe, asking if she had arrived at the airport yet.

Ning Ye suddenly felt a little nervous. She had planned to go by herself when choosing the flight, but now she had brought a child along, and they were even riding in her boss's car—

Bian Xun glanced at her phone in the rearview mirror and gave it a nonchalant smirk.

"Assistant Zhang has already upgraded you to a higher class."

You don't need to sit with your colleague.

Ning Ye was taken aback, but didn't refuse politely, "Then thank you."

Bian Xun's dark eyes, peering through the narrow mirror, fell on Ning Ye. Remembering the more than 10 billion yuan he had lost, he seized the opportunity to gently persuade her.

"In this world, money can solve most problems. How do you feel about that?"

Ning Ye's almond-shaped eyes were like water, and she looked slightly ashamed: "I feel like I've betrayed my class."

The thought that she secretly took a first-class flight on public funds behind her colleagues' backs gives me a kind of immoral beauty.

Bian Xun: "?"

Upon arriving at the airport, Bian Xun, along with the two children, went directly through the VIP lane and checked in in advance at a separate counter, without encountering any colleagues at all.

Once on the plane and heading towards first class, the flight attendant greeted me with a warm smile.

This was Ning Ye's first time flying first class. Although she wasn't completely clueless, she was still quite unfamiliar with the bunch of buttons around her seat.

She was holding something in her hand and didn't know what to do with it.

Just as she was pondering this, a small, chubby hand suddenly reached out and pulled a small table out from the gap next to her seat.

Ning Zhitao looked up at Ning Ye with bright, sparkling eyes, like a little penguin lying next to her, ready to help her mother at any moment.

It seemed the child was more experienced than she was, and Ning Ye smiled.

She wasn't embarrassed that her child was more adept at flying first class than she was. She just felt that Ning Zhitao would definitely have seen a lot of the world in the future, and that such a child would always be confident and cheerful, never feeling inferior or timid anywhere.

very nice!

…

Ning Ye carefully studied and understood the various functions of the first-class cabin, then went to check Ning Zhitao's seatbelt. Ning Zhitao was swinging her legs in her seat, clearly very happy.

Their seats were arranged with Ning Ye in the middle and Ning Zhitao to her right, separated by a narrow aisle. Bian Xun was to her left, in the same cabin as her, separated only by a partition.

Bian Xun walked over and took off his coat while standing.

Ning Ye turned her head and saw it, and suddenly blushed for no reason.

This guy is really strange... He was just taking off an outer garment, but he did it slowly and methodically, his long, slender arms slipping through the sleeve openings to fold the clothes, and his pale fingertips slowly loosening his tie...

Ning Ye seemed to have thought of something, and her gaze immediately sharpened, her almond-shaped eyes widening.

When it comes to *that* part, do I have to take all my clothes off? Actually, it's okay if I don't... it won't affect anything...

After six years apart, their candor was truly... shameful.

But even without taking off her clothes, she could still recall the events clearly.

Images flashed before Ning Ye's eyes, and her ears involuntarily turned red, the coloring being quite noticeable on her porcelain-white profile.

She was sitting upright when a cold fingertip suddenly touched her earlobe, startling her so much that she almost jumped up.

"Hot?" Bian Xun asked, looking down.

She has a kind of... indescribable aura today.

It has a melting aroma.

Bian Xun bent down to grab the remote control from the armrest.

When he leaned closer, his chest and abdomen were positioned across Ning Ye's face, his profile like undulating mountains, the cool scent of sandalwood wafting from his collar, his arm muscles bulging and strong under his black shirt, and he inadvertently brushed against her waist.

The brief, fleeting physical contact had already made Ning Ye tense up.

In a fleeting moment, he braced his arms above her, creating a familiar yet strange absolute space.

Ning Ye silently closed her eyes.

I started to think calmly about having a child.

They are currently in a relationship devoid of affection. Given Bianxun's sense of order and rules, this kind of thing would not normally happen.

Therefore, the original situation was most likely caused by that drunken accident, which led to everything happening.

She should have faced it calmly before that.

Besides, even if it's shameful and uncomfortable, does that mean we shouldn't make love?

That's impossible.

The child is watching TV with great interest right now; if she doesn't go on, the child might very well structurally disappear.

Ning Ye opened her eyes, secretly took a deep breath, and regained her composure under the hormones released by someone.

Bian Xun took her remote control, turned around, and adjusted the air conditioner temperature for Ning Ye.

Looking down, I sensed a slight change in her demeanor.

The aroma of the melted product became slightly more subdued.

But it still... lingered with every breath he took.

Bian Xun's eyes reflected her figure as if he were sketching it, and after a moment he turned around and sat down.

After the plane took off and stabilized, Ning Zhitao removed her hands from her ears.

"Mom, let's watch TV together!"

The cheerful voices of children came from the right.

She's so happy today! It's been a long time since she's gone on a long trip with her parents!

Although the flight to Hangzhou takes less than three hours, Ning Zhitao had already selected three animated films she wanted to watch on the small screen in front of her seat, and enthusiastically invited Ning Ye to watch them simultaneously on two screens.

She pointed with her short fingers, "That's it! We can both press play together and watch it together!"

Ning Ye smiled and agreed, "Then you blow the whistle."

"Yay!"

Raising a daughter is really interesting.

This is a thought that Ning Ye has started to occasionally have since she spent two months with the child.

It's true that raising children is a troublesome thing, but if you raise a daughter, you can go to the toilet together, take a bath and soak in hot springs together, and go shopping and eat together.

Her daughter was like her youngest best friend, but loved her more than any other friend.

The thought that this little girl's eyes, nose, and mouth were all created by her, and that her health was almost entirely given to her by her, filled Ning Ye with a strange sense of sacredness.

She began to pay more objective attention to the men around her.

Their genes each account for 50%, and the father's traits are also important.

After noticing Ning Ye's gaze for the third time, Bian Xun finally changed his posture without making a sound, put down the tablet in his hand, and turned his head to look at the other person.

Upon meeting his dark eyes, Ning Ye didn't flinch, but subconsciously pondered who the child's eyes resembled.

Her overall eye shape is more like Ning Ye's, but if you look closely, the crease of her double eyelids seems to have some resemblance to Bian Xun's.

At this point, Ning Ye was approaching the matter with a scientific research mindset.

However, to some, that look seemed to carry many implications.

Suddenly, Bian Xun couldn't concentrate on what he was looking at.

For some reason, I felt a slight heat rising from her gaze. From the side of my forehead where her eyes met to the upper body within her field of vision, I began to feel inexplicably hot.

This was the first time Ning Ye had looked at him like this since their reunion.

Bian Xun turned his head indifferently, and after a while, he reached out and turned down the temperature of the air conditioner on his side as well.

Then he unbuttoned one of his shirt buttons.

What are you looking at?

Bian Xun focused his gaze on the financial statements at hand, letting reason take the lead, but out of the corner of his eye he could feel the lingering warmth of her gaze.

Not watching again?

Ning Ye looked up at the approaching flight attendant—it was lunchtime.

Bian Xun: "?"

He thought indifferently, "Is he even more appealing than someone who doesn't have food?"

The president then coldly and rationally looked back at the report.

The flight attendants began serving the menu to the first-class passengers. Ning Ye was satisfied with the dishes, but after looking them over, she couldn't find any suitable children's meals.

The flight attendant noticed her need and smiled as she bowed to Ning Ye. "Hello, ma'am, our flights also offer customized catering services. Would you like to order something for your child?"

It turns out this part wasn't included in the airfare, and Ning Ye didn't know how much it would cost to add a customized meal.

Bian Xun glanced at her, about to speak, but Ning Ye nodded naturally, "Yes, thank you."

Ning Zhitao watched the cartoon intently, paying no attention to these little incidents, but she fully trusted her parents, who always gave her the best.

Ning Ye indeed tacitly agreed.

Since you have a child, you should do everything you can to give them the best. Otherwise, what is the point of bringing a child into this world? To suffer?

This is not only because she controls the child's father's money for raising the child, but also because deep down, adults may also hope that their own childhood was treated this way.

Bian Xun tilted her head slightly, and when her clear almond-shaped eyes looked at the child, a few smiles would unconsciously appear. Her simple profile had very fine eyelashes, and there were many more soft and firm features than before.

What kind of look did he give me?

Bian Xun stared at her, scrutinizing her.

A subtle sense of happiness flowed through the air. The flight attendants, who had been watching closely from a distance, were practically starry-eyed at the sight. This family was just too good-looking! The father was handsome, the mother beautiful, and even the child was adorable—

To others, they are just a family of three.

However, Bian Xun remained clear-headed throughout.

He turned his gaze back, the black screen of the unlit television reflecting his expressionless face.

Although he has forcibly entered into the family and become the child's father.

But there is no relationship between the child's father and mother yet.

Ning Ye was taking care of the child's meal, and the warm gaze from before was no longer focused on him.

Bian Xun glanced sideways at Ning Ye.

No, they are related.

A rare investment relationship.

Reason took over my mind, and I came up with an idea.

After the children's meal was prepared, it was served on Ning Zhitao's small table. The carrot on the macaroni was carved into the shape of a pig, with two blueberries for eyes, and sprinkled with freckle-like parsley. The whole plate was cute but not special, and it was charged separately for 288.

Ning Ye is very willing to spend money on her children.

This was a breakthrough he hadn't anticipated.

The cost of education can also contribute to her desire for money.

How much money is needed to raise a child from the age of four to become an international elite?

While searching, I looked into the distance.

He's going to discuss this with her tonight.

…

After the plane landed, Ning Ye explained the situation to the child, handed her over to Bian Xun, and headed to the meeting venue.

When the other colleagues came over after dropping off their luggage at the hotel, they assumed Ning Ye had arrived on an earlier flight, thus avoiding a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Sister Zhou and Jiang Xinghe came to find her together. Sister Zhou originally wanted to ask her which room she was staying in, but then she suddenly decided not to ask.

Then he pondered it for a while, chuckling to himself.

Jiang Xinghe carried the materials they were to distribute. These materials were quite heavy, so he carried them himself until they arrived at the site, then handed them to Ning Ye: "Shall we begin?"

"Okay." Ning Ye smiled gratefully.

There were many things to handle today; my colleagues and I worked together to set up the venue and rehearse the proceedings.

Ning Ye was responsible for coordinating the visits of guests from various provincial branches and other companies, drafting some of the speeches, and appropriately controlling the discussion during the topic discussions.

The seating arrangements for the first two rows of the conference hall had been decided in advance, and Bian Xun was naturally seated in the center of the first row.

Yan Li heard that President Bian had actually landed in Hangzhou today, and she glanced at Ning Ye several times, feeling very jealous.

How did she know that last time?

Ning Ye was engrossed in her work when, while distributing table cards, she suddenly noticed that one of them contained the name of the owner of Xinyang Group.

Ning Ye paused. She had asked Bian Xun about his opinion before, and Wujiang's senior management would not invite the other company to the meeting. How did this nameplate get added?

Ning Ye immediately became alert.

This boss named Li Shunye is said to be Xu Lanyi's father's nephew. Since Xu Lanyi was unable to show up this time, was he here to compete with Bian Xun's business, or to stand up for Xu Lanyi?

She pondered for a moment, then put away Li Shunye's nameplate.

The day flew by. At noon, she only had a simple boxed lunch and sent a message to ask about Ning Zhitao. The little girl was doing well with her father, eating and drinking well outside, and he even took a picture of her eating.

Ning Ye finally sat down to rest for a while in the evening before returning to the hotel with her bag.

After checking in at the front desk, getting the room key, and swiping the elevator, I realized I was on the top floor.

She stepped out of the elevator and found the floor to be very quiet, with only a few rooms. Her room was at the far right, opposite another room.

Ning Ye swiped her card to enter and realized that it was actually a luxury suite. The interior was extremely spacious, with a master bedroom, a secondary bedroom, and a children's room. The overall interior design was very luxurious, clearly not the type of room she had requested for her business trip. It seemed that this was Bian Xun's doing again.

Ning Ye looked around the children's room and realized it was indeed much more comfortable than sleeping in the same bed as an adult, which also improved her sleep quality during her business trips.

She was still grateful.

After looking around the room, Ning Zhitao was probably still with her father. Ning Ye glanced at the time and decided to continue going to the gym.

When the yoga instructor at the studio heard that she was trying to conceive, he devised a relatively scientific exercise plan for her, requiring her to exercise for about half an hour every day. Ning Ye accepted the plan with a blush.

So even though she was tired after a long day of work, Ning Ye changed into her workout clothes and went to the hotel gym.

Across the street, in a suite.

Bian Xun glanced at Ning Zhitao, who was still happily watching TV and drinking coconut juice, then looked down at his phone again.

The downside of booking two presidential suites was that the soundproofing was too good; no sound from the corridor could be heard, and he didn't even know if Ning Ye had returned.

Bian Xun walked over to the sofa and sat down next to the child. "Do you want to ask where your mother is?"

Ning Zhitao looked up from the TV, glanced at her father, who was sitting with his legs crossed, and waved his finger. "No need, I know where Mom is."

Bian Xun raised an eyebrow, finding the child's behavior somewhat amusing, a hint of amusement appearing in his dark eyes. "How did you know?"

Ning Zhitao said proudly, "My mom has been exercising around this time lately."

Bian Xun paused, "Why?"

"I don't know," Ning Zhitao scratched her head, "It seems like there's some very important mission involved!"

"?" What task is more important than him and his child?

A moment later.

Bian Xun changed his clothes, told Ning Zhitao that he would be back soon with her mother, then took his room key and went out.

The hotel gym is on the fourth floor. The hotel the company booked is a well-established five-star hotel with decent facilities, but of course, it can't compare to the club he got her a membership at. Why has she been working out so diligently lately?

When Bian Xun walked over, there were already quite a few people in the gym.

Ning Ye had already done some light exercise and yoga stretching, and was now slowly walking on the treadmill.

Next to the treadmill, a figure was chatting with her; both of them were wearing brown sportswear.

It looks harmonious.

Bian Xun's eyes darkened, but his expression remained impassive.

When Ning Ye arrived at the gym, Jiang Xinghe was already there.

The other party was very tactful and didn't ask her which floor she lived on, but only occasionally mentioned some precautions for physical activities.

Ning Ye discovered that although Jiang Xinghe's main profession was not as a doctor, he had grown up in the hospital and was almost half a doctor himself.

This shows how much the environment affects children!

As she pondered the issue of education, Jiang Xinghe, who was standing next to her, suddenly straightened his back and nodded behind her, "President Bian."

Bian Xun glanced at him indifferently.

Jiang Xinghe had probably trained before, as he maintained good exercise habits, which contrasted somewhat with his handsome and gentle appearance.

This person's attitude is like his current position: not very aggressive, but quietly protecting from the sidelines, like a gentle stream flowing steadily.

That won't help either.

Bian Xun's dark eyes were cold as he turned to look at Ning Ye.

Sure enough, as soon as Ning Ye saw him appear, she stopped the treadmill, got off, and asked, "Is Tao Tao asleep?"

"Not yet," Bian Xun glanced at Jiang Xinghe casually, then put his arm around Ning Ye and walked outside, saying without batting an eye, "but the child misses you."

Whether she thought about it or not, Ning Zhitao would be very happy to see her.

Ning Ye had no suspicions. She turned around, greeted Jiang Xinghe, and was then taken away by Bian Xun.

From Jiang Xinghe's perspective, that slender, pale figure was loosely encircled by a pair of arms, and that strong possessiveness was both near and far.

Back in her hotel room, Ning Zhitao was already feeling a bit sleepy.

This time is usually around the same time Ningye finishes exercising, and it's also time for the kids to wash up and go to bed.

Upon seeing Ning Ye, Ning Zhitao, still half asleep, rushed over, crying, "Mommy!"

Ning Ye skillfully caught her, looked up and searched, "Thank you for your hard work today, I'll take the child home now?"

Strangely enough, even though there were children present and they were in a hotel suite, there was no romantic atmosphere between them.

Bian Xun hummed in agreement, and as she stood up, he suddenly said, "Come over and chat after the child falls asleep."

Ning Ye was startled; her fingertips felt a little hot. Bian Xun hadn't been drunk today.

Ning Zhitao leaned limply against her arm, her head bobbing on the ground like a chick pecking at rice. Once the child's presence was diminished, the room suddenly felt a little warmer.

She asked curtly, "What are you going to talk about?"

The man stared at her with clear, cold eyes.

His tone was very rational and serious: "Of course, we're talking about children's education."

…

Since it concerned the child, Ning Ye did not refuse.

The CEO paced back and forth in the spacious suite, calmly outlining a plan for capital accumulation.

He wanted Ning Ye to fully realize the high cost of education, thereby creating a greater need for money. Then he would guide her to invest in funds, securities, gold, or even cryptocurrencies… Perhaps before their child even started elementary school, his wealth would be enough for them to live comfortably for ten lifetimes.

Ning Ye helped the child fall asleep in the crib, and in his dream he was still smacking his lips, it seems he was very satisfied with his food and drink today.

Ning Ye turned off the light and left, but hesitated before taking a shower, feeling that it would be strange to go back to her room after showering.

But she had just finished working out, so she couldn't talk about education while covered in sweat.

Moreover, Ning Ye had another purpose, which required observation.

She quickly washed herself, dried her hair, and put on a neat long-sleeved and long-legged nightgown before entering Bian Xun's room.

Bian Xun had already taken a shower.

The man's slightly damp black hair fell over his brow bone, and he wore a black silk nightgown. This casual look was quite different from his usual suit and tie.

Seeing her come in, he nodded slightly and pointed to the spot next to the sofa where the water glass was placed, "Sit down."

The sofa has three seats, with one seat between each person, creating a safe and formal atmosphere.

Ning Ye relaxed and sat down on the sofa. "Why did you decide to discuss education issues?"

Bian Xun glanced at her; her cheeks were fair and rosy, and her soft, brown hair was draped over her chest in her pajamas.

"I'm used to planning ahead," Bian Xun said in a steady voice.

Ning Ye nodded; she understood this very well.

Bian Xun got up, picked up the remote control, sat back down on the sofa, and pressed play.

This is a children's education lecture that Assistant Zhang found for me during the day, covering everything from preschool to studying abroad.

Assistant Zhang has been completely drawn into the CEO's scheme, and after filtering through most of the similar presentations on the market, she has fallen into a deep-seated anxiety about education.

This anxiety is now beginning to spread from person to person.

At the start of the lecture, an elderly expert passionately declared to the camera: "Don't let your child lose at the starting line!!"

Ning Ye was immediately jolted awake. Even though she was not one to push her children to excel, the thought made her heart pound.

She began to watch attentively.

Bian Xun frowned as he looked at the lecture that Assistant Zhang had chosen. It was obvious that there was some exaggerated promotion involved, but he did not stop it.

He raised his hand and rested it on the back of the sofa, glancing slightly to the side. The halo of the television screen enveloped her in a soft glow, and she was only about twenty centimeters away from him.

The expert then posed a thought-provoking question to parents watching on television: "At what age do you think it's not too late to start planning your child's education?"

Ning Ye's plan was to wait until Tao Tao graduated from kindergarten and was about to start primary school before making any plans. She wanted to find a good school for her, even though grades weren't important, the environment was.

"Elementary school? Wrong!"

Ning Ye remained silent.

"The best time to plant a tree was ten years ago, the second best time is now! The best time to plan is also now."

Ning Ye shifted uncomfortably in her seat, feeling that this lecture was just too much of a sales pitch for anxiety.

They didn't have this kind of planning when they were young. They went to the nearest ordinary primary school, and half of them failed the high school entrance exam. Forty percent of their classmates went to vocational high schools. Even with such a starting line, she still managed to get into Peking University.

Of course, Ning Ye didn't think the school was unimportant; rather, she was very clear that what mattered most was what she did.

However, she does not deny that primary and secondary schools in Beijing are now extremely competitive. Sister Zhou's child is two years older than her and is in first grade, which makes her very worried every day.

So regardless of whether this information is accurate or not, it's always good to know more.

Ning Ye was serious and had a proper attitude.

Bian Xun leaned against her with his eyes half-closed and a lazy posture.

I don't know when it started, but the distance between them has shrunk to only half a body length.

She was sitting within his arm's reach, like an embrace.

The suites were equipped with the same bath products, so their post-bath scents were identical, blending together in the air.

Bian Xun lowered his eyes slightly, inhaled, and let reason return to his mind.

He's currently managing his finances.

Calm down.

"Of course, parents, instead of pushing your kids to excel, push yourself. Do you know how much it costs to raise your child starting from kindergarten?"

This argument really made Ning Ye nervous.

"First of all, taking Beijing as an example, the average price of school district housing in Haixi District is still above 98,600 yuan per square meter, and the upper limit for popular school districts is even higher. Even for non-essential school district housing, parents need to prepare at least 3 million yuan in savings."

Ning Ye took a slight breath of cool air.

If they really wanted to buy a school district house, she certainly couldn't let Bian Xun pay for everything; she would have to split the cost herself. But even if they split the cost 10/90, she would still need to prepare at least 300,000 yuan.

"When your child starts primary school, if it's a public school, the tuition and fees may seem to be only 10,000 to 20,000 yuan per year, but can you afford not to enroll your child in various extracurricular classes? For a middle-class family, this expense will be at least 50,000 to 100,000 yuan per year. If it's an international school, the tuition for grades 1 to 8 is 270,000 to 300,000 yuan per year. Over eight years, you'll need to prepare at least 2 million yuan."

Ning Ye's shoulders tensed, and her expression began to drift off.

"Your expenses will increase significantly in high school. Tuition fees for various international schools average over 180,000 per year..."

"If you would like your child to broaden their horizons abroad, the cost for mainstream countries is around 300,000 yuan per year, and for major international cities..."

money.

Lots and lots of money.

By the end, Ning Ye was in a daze, her soul seemed to leave her body, and she felt that the world was a den of iniquity.

No wonder Sister Zhou was so anxious; Ning Ye finally understands now!

Ning Ye leaned weakly against the back of the sofa, her neck resting numbly on Bian Xun's arm.

Bian Xun's head was pounding as he watched.

This further strengthened capitalists' determination to make money work for them.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ning Ye.

She slumped back on the sofa, exhausted, her pupils slightly dilated, her lips parted, and she was barely breathing.

Bian Xun's gaze fell on the corner of her lips, then he suddenly paused.

The veins on the arm resting on the back of her neck twitched slightly.

Ning Ye was dazed for a moment, but she bravely perked up and continued listening to the expert's lengthy lecture.

She felt that this was no longer about children's education, but rather a true adult education program after graduation.

Where in the world is there anyone like her?

Before the child was even born, she had already been thoroughly misled by education.

At the end, a QR code appeared on the TV screen, saying that scanning the code to buy courses would allow you to enter a lucky draw for cashback.

Bian Xun finally regained his senses at this moment.

He had almost leaned against Ning Ye at some point, supporting her swaying body after being shocked by the money education, and whispered in her ear, "So, you have to make money flow, be a smart mother."

Ning Ye shakily scanned the QR code and spent 88 yuan to buy the course.

Opening the gift pack, Ning Ye was incredibly touched to find she had won the grand prize of 188 yuan. This experience had truly given her a strong desire to earn more money!

Bian Xun raised an eyebrow.

If the price difference is 100, then he can make a difference of one million.

...That works too.

At least it has guided her to start changing her mindset.

Bian Xun lazily glanced down at his phone.

The income was 100 yuan.

There are no four zeros at the end.

"?"

He remained expressionless, realizing something.

Her rate of consumer inflation is random, so the rate of return on investment will also be random.

It took four hours of back and forth, and the CEO's hourly wage was 25.

It's better to work at McDonald's.

Ning Ye yawned, rubbed her eyes, and stood up. "Thank you for giving me such valuable information."

Bian Xun: "...You're welcome."

Wherein lies the value?

Ning Ye was extremely sleepy at this point. She was still thinking about the purpose of her trip, but the numerous prices had scattered her thoughts. In her drowsy state, the words finally slipped out without her thinking, "By the way, Bian Xun, you don't want to indulge yourself, huh?"

Men should abstain from sex before trying to conceive to maintain healthy sperm.

Bian Xun's dark eyes narrowed suddenly.

The children's channel suddenly switched to the adult channel.

A few tears welled up in the corners of her eyes from exhaustion, her long, thin eyelashes glistening on her eyelids. When she yawned, her wet tongue flickered across her mouth, only to be hidden behind her beautifully shaped teeth.

After saying that, he slowly and leisurely went back.

The man's neck was pale, and after a long while, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

The CEO couldn't sleep all night.

In the early hours of the morning, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze calm.

Does she have physical needs for me?

Um.

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Author's Note: Ningning: For the Children

Boss Bian: It's on fire!

Sorry I'm late, here's 200 red envelopes for this chapter [melted emoji] See you tomorrow at noon