[Chapter 103 Chapter 103 Female Teacher's Dog Training Rules (30)]
At the end of the holiday, Yan Qing went back to Tong Fangyu's villa.
She came to collect the debt.
She handed the Koenigsegg that she won from Xu Pingyuan to Tong Fangyu.
Many people in his entertainment circle are interested in racing cars, so it is easy for them to sell for a good price.
Such flashy things are not as real as real gold and silver.
She changed her shoes and went into the house, only to find Tong Yu was there too.
Since the young man returned to his ancestral home, he has been staying in the old house and being taught personally by Tong Ruhai.
From what the old man said, he wanted to send him abroad to study for a few years and then come back to take over the business affairs.
One is to protect his precious grandson. After all, some people's hands cannot reach too far.
The second is to let him step out of his comfort zone and exercise his character outside.
Yan Qing felt that the old man was obviously afraid that Tong Yu would be influenced by Tong Fangyu, the useless guy.
Shenghui College starts school in early August, so she and Tong Yu haven't seen each other for a month.
"elder sister!"
Seeing her come back, a flash of surprise passed across Tong Yu's face, and then joy flew into the corners of his eyes.
The skinny boy has neatly tied hair on his forehead, and his gold-rimmed glasses cannot hide his beautiful willow-shaped eyes.
Her jade-like face is still childish, but one can glimpse some of Tong Fangyu's elegant charm.
He changed out of the washed-out casual clothes he was wearing when we first met, and put on a tailor-made shirt with a black vest, which gave him the air of a young master raised in an opulent environment.
Tong Fangyu crossed his legs and said, "You should call me little mom."
"It's none of your business." Tong Yu never had a good face towards his biological father.
He glanced over coldly, with a gloomy look on his face.
When he looked at Yan Qing, his face was full of flattery, and the young man's love was clearly written on his face and he didn't even want to hide it.
Yin Qin poured a glass of water for Yan Qing and sat next to her on the sofa, with the tips of her ears tinged with a faint pink.
The more Tong Fangyu looked, the more he felt something was wrong. He put down his crossed legs, sat up straight, and the indifference in his eyes instantly disappeared.
He has been in the love field for many years, so he can see that the boy looks at a woman with the same eyes as a man.
Is this a fucking attempt to steal my girlfriend?!
He immediately stood up and walked towards Yan Qing with his long legs.
Sitting on the other side of Yan Qing, Tong Fangyu naturally and affectionately put his left hand around her back and placed it on her shoulder, holding her in his arms as if possessing her.
"Wife, it feels like a long time since we last met. I miss you so much."
Yan Qing's body was pulled towards his arms, but his left arm was held by Tong Yu.
"Sister." The boy looked at her pitifully, like a puppy who was afraid of being abandoned.
The father and son pulled her from left and right, making her feel like the red tag on the rope in a tug-of-war game.
Her temples were throbbing, and she ordered coldly, "Let go."
Similar eyebrows and eyes looked at her with the same resentment.
She first glanced at Tong Fangyu on the right. Under the coercion of her eyes, the man clenched his five fingers on her shoulders, then awkwardly withdrew them and placed them on the back of the sofa.
A look of joy flashed across Tong Yu's face, and his eyes passed behind her and met Tong Fangyu's with pride.
"The same to you."
Yan Qing's next words made his provocative smile freeze on his lips.
Tong Fangyu chuckled and was met with a sharp glare from Tong Yu.
Although I still can't accept the sudden appearance of such a big son, the awkwardness in my heart has been much less than before.
Anyway, the Tong family can afford to support her.
With such a trainable successor, the old man wouldn't have to keep wanting to retrain him.
Yan Qing was too lazy to play the forced game with the two of them, so he moved to sit on the sofa opposite.
"Why are you here?" she asked Tong Yu.
The boy's eyes were filled with affection: "I came here because I missed my sister. Grandpa hopes that I can cultivate a good relationship with my sister."
He lied with his eyes open without even blushing.
After listening to his half-truths, Yan Qing guessed that Mr. Tong didn't want too much rift between father and son, so he asked him to move here.
"If the old man knew that you have feelings for your stepmother, he would probably be mad to death." Tong Fangyu played with the lighter in his hand, leaning back on the sofa with a look of disdain.
He turned his eyes to look at Yan Qing with a hint of curiosity and inquiry.
How can a violent woman with a nice figure attract so many men?
The one from the Zhao family is like that, and so is this kid from my family.
They are all pretty boys.
Could it be that she was transformed from a female demon?
Although he knew that she was hired by the old man to monitor and control him, and that they had no relationship at all, she was still his wife.
Thinking of her intimacy with Zhao Jinling during the racing at Beiming Mountain, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
As for Tong Yu, he didn't take it to heart at all.
What does a fifteen-year-old kid know about love?
"Go to bed early. Your dad and I have something to discuss upstairs." Yan Qing said gently, and the look he gave Tong Yu was simply the gaze of an elder looking at a younger person.
Tong Fangyu followed her, tugged at his collar, and unbuttoned a button.
Staring intently at the backs of the two people going up the stairs one after the other, Tong Yu placed his fingers on the sofa with such force that they almost embedded themselves into them.
She always thinks he is too young, but he is obviously not too young anymore.
He can definitely bring more happiness to his sister than that old cucumber.
When he first learned that Yan Qing rarely stayed here, he couldn't hide the joy in his heart.
But I didn't expect her to come back suddenly tonight.
I stood up suddenly and looked upstairs, and some images that are not suitable for children automatically appeared in my mind.
Thinking about the person he likes being held down by another man, the viciousness in his eyes instantly blurred his vision.
He has moved here for a week, and when he and Tong Fangyu met, they looked at each other coldly, not like father and son, but more like enemies.
Although he hated Tong Fangyu's father for giving birth to him but not raising him, on the first day he arrived, he asked Mrs. Zhang to arrange a room next to the master bedroom.
Just to be closer to Yan Qing.
When he returned to his room, he lay on the wall like a gecko, eavesdropping on what was happening next door.
Yan Qing didn't have time to consider his feelings. She really couldn't do such a beastly thing against a minor.
He just thought that Tong Yu's feelings for her were born out of gratitude for her driving away those thugs for him.
After entering the room, she extended her hand towards Tong Fangyu.
The man handed over a card: "The password is the last six digits of the card number. The buyer is an old friend who has been coveting Xu Pingyuan's car for a long time."
"Let's talk about something else." Yan Qing picked up the thread-bound book on the bedside table.
He leaned over to take a look and found that it was Mrs. Zhang's record of all his performance during this period.
Damn!
I forgot there was a traitor who was selectively hard of hearing.
"Listen to my excuses, no, listen to my explanation." As soon as he finished saying this, there was a fierce knock on the door.
Tong Yu came twice under the pretext of delivering milk and fruit before bed.
It was only after Yan Qing spoke that the young man returned to his room with red eyes and aggrieved look on his face.
"After the discount, you will get 10 million. Donate it in the name of the Tong family." She said to Tong Fangyu and went to the bathroom.
Tong Fangyu stood there in a daze.
The few times I dealt with her, she always talked about money, as if she was approaching the Tong family just for the money.
He thought she was a vain and materialistic woman.
But now, when asked to donate 10 million, he doesn't even blink.
"Weirdo." He smiled.
After turning off the lights, Yan Qing stretched on the bed, and Tong Fangyu took out the bedding from the cupboard and spread it on the floor.
With his hands behind his head, he recalled the several times he had met Yan Qing.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, there was an urgent knock on the door.
"Mom, open the door, I'm my dad." Tong Yu's clear voice accompanied.
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