Tang Hongqiang put down the phone with a gloomy look, "Sun Yan, I hope you can do what you said..."

Tang Hongqiang was considering other ways of retreat. There had never been a desperate situation in front of him. To him, desperate situations were nothing more than familiar country roads.

…

"Xiao Yue, don't you need to prepare well for the national competition?"

"Uncle Ji, I'm almost ready. It's almost the end of the semester. I hope I can help your child improve his grades."

Ji Mingzhou on the other end of the phone was very happy. Tang Yue's ideas in explaining the questions were particularly clear and would definitely make Chuanchuan understand, as Chuanchuan's worst subject was mathematics.

Moreover, Ji Mingzhou originally hoped to have more contact with Tang Yue. This child was a rare talent. He did not expect that she would take the initiative to offer to tutor his son.

Have you been fascinated by your handsome and adorable eldest son after looking at your circle of friends?

As expected, my son is so dazzling. It is all thanks to my excellent genes that he has such charm.

Ji Mingzhou quickly asked his aunt to clean the already bright and tidy house again, and dragged Ji Chuan to the bathroom, where he took a shower and changed into a handsome outfit.

Ji Chuan, who was working in front of the computer in pajamas with a messy hair, was a little reluctant. "Dad, I'm not going out, why do you want me to wash my hair? If your business partner is coming, just don't let me see him."

"You'll know in a moment. It's a surprise for you."

"Surprise, what surprise? Dad, did you buy me the latest work of 'Original Bag of Guilt'?!"

“Ding Dong——”

"Son, go open the door."

Ji Chuan ran to the door excitedly, and when he opened the door, he saw a cute little girl.

"Nice to meet you, Ji Chuan. I'm Tang Yue."