Jiang Yue immediately sensed something was wrong upon hearing those words.
How does he know everything?!
Well, is he really so powerful that he has connections everywhere, or did he have someone spying on her?
After thinking it over, Jiang Yue still felt that the latter was more likely.
How do you know I've solved my work problem?
Zhou Ji seemed to have heard a very funny question. He glanced at her and said casually, "Because I helped you solve it."
Jiang Yue: ? ? ?
Jiang Yue was even more furious after hearing this.
He's incredibly audacious! He deserves to die! He's always picking on her!
The man's expression wasn't good; his half-smile seemed to hint at some displeasure.
Zhou Ji indeed felt that Jiang Yue was ungrateful.
I've already cleaned up countless messes for her, so it would be too much for her to put on airs again.
Jiang Yue crossed her arms and looked at him with a disdainful expression. "Who asked you to meddle in other people's business?"
For a moment, Zhou Ji thought he had misheard. "Meddling in other people's business?"
Jiang Yue nodded arrogantly: "It was your own decision."
She frowned at him, her beautiful eyes filled with reproach: "Did I ask you for help? You're meddling in my affairs."
Zhou Ji, who is usually calm and collected, has recently been amused by her several times.
The man curled his lips into a cold smile: "Fine, I won't interfere anymore."
She used to constantly ask him for money to support her mother who favored sons over daughters, and she asked him to sponsor TV programs five times. Why wasn't she as principled back then as she is today?
They can turn on you in an instant; I wonder where they learned that from.
Jiang Yue listened to his words with a forced expression, "I'll forgive you this time, but don't let it happen again."
"..."
Zhou Ji stared into her dark, round eyes. She was very serious and didn't seem to be joking at all.
He fell silent.
I was so angry I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't.
Jiang Yue ignored him and glanced at her watch; her son should be home from school by now.
The couple sat under the same roof, speechless at that moment.
Jiang Yue didn't find the silence awkward at all. She calmly took out her phone, opened WeChat, and found that she had been added to a group called "Cultural Relics That Travel Through Time".
There aren't many people in the group.
Fortunately, everyone had a note.
—Producer.
--director.
—Guest.
oh.
She is now the host of this show.
When the others in the group saw her being pulled back by the director, they rolled their eyes so hard they looked like they were about to explode.
Why did we bring back such an immoral and incompetent young lady again?
To sum up this Beijing-based tycoon's wife in one sentence: she's more trouble than she's worth.
I don't even recognize the character "兖" in Yanshan.
He mispronounced the word "充" (chōng) during the live stream.
That episode later became a trending topic, completely ruining the reputation of the provincial TV station.
Director: [Let's welcome Ms. Jiang Yue.]
The group was completely silent.
They're all pretending to be blind and dead.
After a while, the guests who had already finalized their schedules gave a perfunctory reply.
【Hello, Teacher Jiang.】
I've long admired your name.
Welcome, welcome! Please take good care of me, Teacher Jiang.
[Teacher Jiang should take good care of you; she was a top student who graduated from an arts school back in the day.]
A few people were talking amongst themselves.
In the workplace, you can't just tear each other apart all the time. Instead, they tacitly use the tactic of praising someone to death, exaggerating their praise for this rotten person.
It would be best to praise her to the point of making her even more arrogant and ignorant.
The bigger the stage, the more humiliation you can suffer.
They didn't know that Jiang Yue had long since been replaced by a different person. If she were still the original owner, she would probably indeed be an illiterate person who didn't study hard.
However, our princess's teachers since childhood were all the famous Grand Tutors and Grand Preceptors of the Jiang Kingdom.
Even though she didn't study hard at the Imperial Academy, she always came in first place.
Even princes and nobles couldn't outdo her in their studies.
The Grand Tutor even praised her for her exceptional intelligence.
Therefore, this program was not difficult for Jiang Yue at all.
She is not good at interacting with people and does not like to chat with unfamiliar people.
Jiang Yue didn't say a word of nonsense and directly sent a large red envelope in the group.
The amount is astonishingly high.
Even the staff who had been criticizing her behind her back kept quiet after opening the red envelope.
It was just a red envelope someone sent casually.
That's a year's salary for him!!!
After sending out the red envelopes, Jiang Yue stopped checking the group messages. She looked up, rubbed her sore neck, and heard a noise outside the door.
The housekeeper led Zhao Shuyan into the living room.
She's here today to give the young master of the Zhou family a piano lesson.
When Zhao Shuyan saw the man on the sofa, her eyes lit up, but she carefully hid this joy in her heart.
His gaze shifted and he caught sight of the woman sitting on the other side. The faint smile on her lips faltered and slowly disappeared.
She thought...
Mr. Zhou wants to divorce his wife.
What brings Miss Jiang here?
Zhao Shuyan forcibly suppressed the sensitive thoughts that shouldn't have been there and greeted him in a natural and generous manner: "Mr. Zhou".
Zhou Ji glanced at her, his gaze indifferent, "Teacher Zhao."
The butler, always quick to read people's expressions, immediately stepped forward: "Young Master should be on his way home from school right now. Ms. Zhao, please come with me to the lounge for a while."
Jiang Yue sat to the side, calmly observing.
[Did you see that?! Our male and female leads have just started exchanging glances! You absolutely mustn't offend the female lead!!!]
If you don't want to die, you must put up with your bad temper.
Our current goal is to be a simp, a simp, a simp!
[Reach the pinnacle of life by clinging to powerful figures!]
Jiang Yue found him annoying and gave a cold smile. "Teacher Zhao can wait in the living room."
There's still an empty sofa in the living room.
But the housekeeper didn't dare ask her to sit down, for who knew if the lady was just saying it out of anger.
Zhao Shuyan stood awkwardly in the living room, looking utterly pitiful and helpless. She bit her lower lip, her nose was red, and she looked like she was about to cry.
I felt sorry for him.
She is indeed pitiful.
Zhao Shuyan unconsciously bit her lip; she wasn't afraid of being fired.
Her students liked her very much.
She had seen the boy's injuries and was astonished that his mother had abused him in this way.
The boy was very well-behaved and obedient.
Zhao Shuyan sometimes felt that boys might like her, their teacher, more than their mother.
Zhou Ji remained unmoved, his gaze falling on Jiang Yue opposite him. He suddenly remembered that the maid had called him earlier, saying that Jiang Yue had injured the new teacher.
Jiang Yue probably disliked this piano teacher very much.
There's really nothing strange about it.
Jiang Yue dislikes all beautiful women in the world.
In silence, Zhou Zhengchu finished school.
The butler saw the young master after school as if he had seen a savior. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the young master run towards the madam.
The child hasn't seen his mother for so many days.
It's hard to control.
He ran to his mother, clenching his fingers, hesitant to reach out for a hug. He looked up at his mother, his eyes clear and bright, yearning for her.
"Mother."
He spoke very softly, observing his mother's expression before speaking to make sure she wasn't angry, before daring to continue, "I miss you so much."
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