Speaking of which, this was also the first time Chen Yao invited someone to her home.
At the entrance, Chen Yao took out a pair of spare slippers for Fu Chuanlin.
"Mr. Fu, this pair of spare shoes is new. No one has ever been to my house, so they have never been used. You can use them without worry."
In one sentence, Fu Chuanlin only caught the words "no one has been here".
He raised his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the ordinary dark blue slippers on his feet, a fleeting smile flashed between his eyebrows.
After changing her shoes, Chen Yao washed her hands before boiling water to make tea for Fu Chuanlin.
She was an expert in tea-making, so she showed off her skills to entertain him.
Fu Chuanlin watched her skillfully and gracefully brew tea, his fingertips moving slightly, and asked, "Do you drink tea often?"
Chen Yao nodded and said, "Yes, I will make some whenever I have time."
Fu Chuanlin thought of the tea houses under his name, which produced many treasures every year, so he sent a message to Special Assistant Xu, asking him to remember to take time to pick up some and send them to Chen Yao tomorrow.
After a while, Fu Chuanlin drank the tea she had brewed herself.
The moment the tea moistened his lips and tongue, wisps of fresh and unique fragrance filled his nostrils, making him feel relaxed and happy, and his breathing even calmed down.
The tea goes down your throat like the nourishing nectar, leaving a sweet and fragrant aftertaste in your throat.
Fu Chuanlin held the teacup, his eyes flickering slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Chen Yao.
She was wiping her slightly damp fingertips with her head slightly lowered. A few strands of hair slid down her cheeks and swayed slightly.
Fu Chuanlin felt inexplicably itchy when he saw this, and his fingertips tapped the edge of the teacup unconsciously, as if following the owner's wishes.
After Chen Yao wiped her hands, she looked up and met Fu Chuanlin's gaze. She smiled and asked softly, "Mr. Fu, is the tea...ok?"
Fu Chuanlin's mind had long drifted away from the tea. Upon hearing this, he came back to his senses and replied, "The tea... is very good."
Just these few short words were enough to make him express something intriguing. Chen Yao felt that she might be overly sensitive.
After that, they didn't waste any more time and started talking about Fu Yunzhi's new classes in the future.
Fu Chuanlin told Chen Yao directly: "Yun Zhi, speed up and finish almost all the courses that can be finished quickly, so starting from next week, she can take dance classes every Wednesday to Sunday."
Chen Yao understood. She actually had some students whose courses were about to finish. So starting from next week, she would have all day free on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
Almost the same, this... isn't it a bit too much of a coincidence?
But she still told Fu Chuanlin: "I'm available all day from Wednesday to Saturday."
Fu Chuanlin: "Then we'll have classes four days a week, Wednesday to Saturday, consecutively. Is that okay with you, Teacher Shen? Will it be too rushed?"
She wasn't rushing, but she still had a question: "Shouldn't Mr. Fu ask Yun Zhi about these arrangements?"
Fu Chuanlin suddenly chuckled and said, "She just sent me a WeChat message asking me to help fill up all your free class hours. Teacher Shen, how do you think I should do this?"
When he said this, Fu Chuanlin looked at Chen Yao with a deep gaze. She felt nervous, as if her heart skipped a beat.
"Mr. Fu, why not..."
"Let's do as Yunzhi says."
Chen Yao met his gaze and made a decision.
Hearing this, Fu Chuanlin's lips curled up slightly, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
He extended his palm slightly, inadvertently covering the corner of his mouth that was tilted upwards. After a while, he slowly said, "Then... let's settle it this way. I'll double the tuition fee based on the original amount."
Chen Yao's eyes flashed, and she pretended to refuse: "No, Mr. Fu, you have already given a lot, there is no need to..."
Fu Chuanlin: "Oh, triple it then."
Chen Yao quickly waved her hands: "No, this is too much, Mr. Fu."
Fu Chuanlin: "Then four times."
Chen Yao: ...
In the end, Fu Chuanlin still gave her four times the amount, and it was deposited into her account within seconds.
Chen Yao looked at the more than one million yuan that had just been deposited into her card and suddenly fell silent.
Fu Chuanlin: "Two months' tuition fees have been transferred to you, Teacher Shen. In addition, I want to discuss something with you."
Chen Yao asked, "What's the matter? Mr. Fu, tell me."
After a moment of contemplation, Fu Chuanlin said, "Teacher Shen, Yun Zhi and I have considered that you will be taking classes at home from now on. In that case, would you like to consider living there during the course of your studies?"
This way, whether commuting or attending classes, Teacher Shen will find it much more convenient."
Chen Yao was stunned. Isn't this the feeling of just dozing off and someone brings you a pillow?
Seeing that she didn't look disgusted, Fu Chuanlin took advantage of the situation and said, "Teacher Shen, please consider this suggestion."
Chen Yao pursed her lips, quickly thinking of a response that would be both reserved and appropriate.
After a while, she said softly, "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry to bother you."
Fu Chuanlin lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled.
…
On the way back, Fu Chuanlin called Fu Yunzhi.
Fu Yunzhi on the other end of the phone was mumbling, but Fu Chuanlin ignored her and just told her, "I told your teacher Shen that you and I both want her to live at home. You have to be clear about this."
Fu Yunzhi: "Huh, brother, you didn't even tell me in advance, are you informing me of the result now?"
Fu Chuanlin: "Don't let it slip."
Fu Yunzhi: "Okay, since you have the ability to convince Teacher Shen, I promise to keep your secret."
Fu Chuanlin: "Yes, thank you."
Fu Yunzhi: "But brother, why did you go through so much trouble to do this?"
Before Fu Chuanlin could answer, she exclaimed in astonishment, "Brother, you, you, you...are you in love with Teacher Shen?"
A trace of discomfort flashed across Fu Chuanlin's face, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Don't ask so many questions, you elementary school student."
Fu Yunzhi collapsed: "No... Brother, you are not worthy of me at all... My fairy-like Teacher Shen, how could you... How could you do this?"
Fu Chuanlin: ...
Fu Yunzhi's voice was already slightly tearful: "I'm sorry, Teacher Shen... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have targeted her..."
Fu Chuanlin: ...
So, in my sister's eyes, is he some kind of devil?
But what no one knew was that that night, Fu Yunzhi, an elementary school student, suffered from insomnia for the first time in her life.
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