novelraw Chapter 43 I want to go to sleep quickly
Chapter 43 I want to go to sleep quickly
Song Xinya had never seen what Qin Yuyan looked like, but she had heard countless people say that her sister-in-law was a little devil that everyone hated and that made flowers wither at the sight of her.
She prepared herself mentally beforehand, imagining what the other person would look like—
He had an afro, smoky makeup, a nose ring, and large tattoos all over his body.
A rebellious young woman?
The door opened, and a girl in a white dress stood in the center.
Her small, fair face was as white as jade, her nose was delicate and slightly upturned, her lips were naturally cherry pink, her pupils were clear and pure as if they were soaked in morning dew, her skin was clean and pale, and her figure was slender and thin, like a little elf radiating white light.
She looks pure, beautiful, and innocent.
Girl: "I'm Qin Yuyan, who are you looking for?"
Song Xinya's eyes lit up.
Completely different from what she had imagined, her sister-in-law was dressed very normally.
He doesn't look like a little devil, but more like a little angel.
Zhao Yinian replied with a fawning smile, "Miss Qin, I am Zhao Yinian, the general manager of the education and training company under the Qin Group."
Qin Yuyan's gaze swept across her face and then fell on Song Xinya beside her, her clear eyes filled with undisguised amazement and stunned disbelief.
Wow, are the appearance requirements for tutors this high now?
This woman in the red shirt is prettier than any female celebrity.
She looked at Song Xinya and asked, "Who are you?"
Zhao Yinian quickly answered, "She is my subordinate, an A-level lecturer, Song Xinya. I am her leader, a gold-medal lecturer."
Qin Yuyan looked at Zhao Yinian: "Then you're even more amazing."
Zhao Yinian: "I am a few years older than Song Xinya, I have more teaching experience, and I have taught more students than her."
Qin Yuyan: "I understand. You mean you're better than Song Xinya."
"Alright, since you're so confident, then come and interview to be my tutor."
Zhao Yinian was suddenly stunned, and a hesitant look appeared on her face.
She brought Song Xinya here today not out of kindness to introduce her to a big client, but for a different purpose—
On one hand, they wanted to push Song Xinya to the front as cannon fodder. After Song Xinya had been tortured once, she would appear later and already know the Little Demon King's methods of tormenting people, thus avoiding being tortured by the Little Demon King.
On the other hand, she wanted Song Xinya to watch her win and gain the upper hand over Song Xinya.
Zhao Yinian said, "As a company leader, I always like to give newcomers a chance. Let Song Xinya be interviewed first."
Song Xinya's lips curled into a mocking smile.
She wasn't stupid. How could someone who didn't like her suddenly be nice to her? From the beginning, she saw through Zhao Yinian's intentions.
Song Xinya: "General Manager Zhao has more teaching experience than me and has taught more students than me. How can employees be ranked before leaders? General Manager Zhao takes priority. I believe General Manager Zhao will definitely achieve great success."
Zhao Yinian: "No, no, no, Teacher Song goes first."
Song Xinya: "No way, Teacher Zhao is a top-notch lecturer. Is she scared?"
Zhao Yinian: "What's there to be afraid of? I'm not afraid."
Qin Yuyan: "Since you're not afraid, you're the one. Give me an interview first."
Zhao Yinian's face darkened.
Song Xinya smiled radiantly.
Song Xinya sat on the sofa and waited, while Zhao Yinian followed Qin Yuyan to the door of a room.
Qin Yuyan said, "This is my study. If you want to be my tutor, you must have the courage to step into my study."
She pointed her pointed chin toward the doorway: "Teacher Zhao, please open the door and come in."
Zhao Yinian's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the little devil had all sorts of tricks up his sleeve, and he carefully pushed the door open a crack.
She peered through the crack in the door but didn't find anything frightening.
So my anxiety subsided, and I pushed the door open with both hands.
Zhao Yinian thought to himself, "Kids are just kids; they only know how to bluff."
She walked into the study and heard a hissing sound. Suddenly, she felt a chill on the back of her neck. When she reached out and touched it, she felt a smooth, icy touch.
Zhao Yinian turned her head and met a pair of emerald green eyes. A terrified scream pierced the roof: "Ah—! A snake!"
A snake was coiled around her neck!
Zhao Yinian trembled violently, her heart pounded, her body writhed darkly, and she let out a twisted scream…
He scrambled and crawled out of the study.
Song Xinya was waiting in the living room when she looked up and saw Zhao Yinian screaming and running wildly toward the door. Her legs were blurry, her black hair was flying wildly, and her white clothes were fluttering, just like Sadako.
Song Xinya glanced at her watch; three minutes had passed.
That was a very short time.
They are comparable to men with erectile dysfunction and premature ejaculation.
Qin Yuyan walked leisurely out of the study with her hands behind her back, and looked at Song Xinya: "It's your turn."
She sized up Song Xinya. She was so beautiful, with such fair and delicate skin. She was both beautiful and charming, like a delicate and exquisite doll. It would be strange if she didn't turn pale with fright when she was scared by the snake.
Song Xinya walked into the room and sat down at the table.
Qin Yuyan asked, "Does Teacher Song usually like small animals?"
Song Xinya: "I like it. I eat it three times a day, and I can't do without it."
Qin Yuyan was amused by the humor and chuckled.
"Teacher Song, I'm not talking about the small animals you eat, I mean the kind of small pets you keep. Do you like them?"
Song Xinya: "I like it."
Qin Yuyan's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint: "Teacher Song, I have a litter of incredibly cute little pets. Would you like to see them?"
Song Xinya: "Yes."
Qin Yuyan had a triumphant smile on her face. She picked up a box covered with a black cloth and placed it right under Song Xinya's nose.
"Teacher Song, I'm going to show you my little pet! Three, two, one, look!"
She suddenly lifted the black cloth, revealing a transparent box containing eight snakes, each stretching out its head and staring at Song Xinya with curiosity.
Qin Yuyan waited to see Song Xinya scream in fright.
Song Xinya glanced calmly at the eight snakes in the box, then took out her phone: "I'll take a picture and post it on my WeChat Moments first."
Qin Yuyan was so badly hurt that she couldn't remember anything.
"You...you...how come you're not scared?"
Song Xinya snapped a photo and calmly put her phone back in her pocket: "If you're not scared, why should I be?"
Qin Yuyan was taken aback for a moment by the question.
Song Xinya must be faking it; she's actually terrified inside.
Qin Yuyan opened the lid of the box, took out a snake, and placed it in Song Xinya's hand.
Song Xinya must be terrified now.
Song Xinya held the snake's body with both hands, put it around Qin Yuyan's neck, tied a knot, and made a "scarf" for Qin Yuyan.
"It's hot in the summer, so wearing this cooling scarf is perfect for cooling down."
Qin Yuyan: "Aren't you afraid?"
Song Xinya calmly said, "The eight snakes you're raising are all corn snakes. They don't have fangs or venom glands, so what's so scary about them?"
Qin Yuyan: "You actually recognized them as corn snakes!"
A person who is afraid of snakes will not study snakes, let alone recognize the species of snake at a glance. They will just open their mouths wide and scream, "Ahhhhh, snake, snake, snake!"
Okay, Song Xinya really isn't afraid of snakes.
Qin Yuyan hung her head in frustration.
Song Xinya: "How did it go? Did I pass your test?"
Qin Yuyan put the snake around her neck back into the box: "It's not fun, not fun at all."
Song Xinya: "Does it have to scare people to be fun?"
Qin Yuyan blinked her big, watery eyes: "Yes."
Song Xinya understood why everyone called her the Little Devil.
With such a mischievous personality, it's fortunate that she was born into the Qin family; if she had been born into an ordinary family, she would have been beaten to death long ago.
Song Xinya took out a set of math and a set of Chinese tests from her bag and asked, "Is it your math or your Chinese that's bad?"
Qin Yuyan: "My math grades are bad."
Song Xinya: "Then you should finish this math test first, so I can understand your learning level and make a targeted learning plan for you."
Qin Yuyan: "I won't do it, I don't want to do it."
Song Xinya has seen countless unruly children and didn't feel impatient. As a professional tutor, Song Xinya has studied adolescent psychology and knows that the more you push a child of this age, the more it will arouse their rebellious psychology and the more they will go against you.
Instead of forcing Qin Yuyan to do math, she changed her approach and said, "Let's start with Chinese."
Qin Yuyan did not refuse.
Song Xinya: "Recite a poem for me."
She can recite poems, right? Even a seven-year-old can do it. How could she, at seventeen, not know how?
Qin Yuyan: "Chirp, chirp, chirp, Mulan buys a phone, an Oppo 21, takes clearer photos."
Song Xinya clapped her hands: "You memorized it so well."
Qin Yuyan: "..."
She suspected that the other person was mocking her.
Song Xinya: "What other poems can you recite?"
Qin Yuyan: "Hoeing the fields at noon, Li Bai ate tofu, ate 20 jin, and gained 200 jin."
Song Xinya patted Qin Yuyan's head and said to her, "Baby, your future is so bright, it's blinding me."
Qin Yuyan: "..."
It's confirmed; the other person is mocking her.
Qin Yuyan slowly twirled a strand of hair between her fingers and said, "You working-class people don't understand. Someone like me, born with a silver spoon in my mouth, doesn't need to struggle at all. Even if I don't study anything and get zero in every subject, I will still live a life of luxury and privilege."
"You guys work hard to drive luxury cars, live in villas, and live a good life. I was born with all of these things, so why should I study or suffer? I can just enjoy myself every day."
Song Xinya: "From a material perspective, what you said makes some sense. So you don't lack anything? You don't want anything?"
Qin Yuyan opened her mouth as if to say something, but lowered her head and remained silent.
Song Xinya already knew that Qin Yuyan wanted something, something that was unattainable and difficult for her to obtain.
So, Song Xinya already had a plan for winning over this little devil—
Discover what the little devil wants, and use that as motivation to spur him on to study.
This little devil is hiding something in his heart and is unwilling to say it easily.
But Song Xinya wasn't in a hurry, after all, she had only known her for a day.
Relationships cannot be built overnight; they require a gradual process.
Qin Yuyan probably thought of something she wanted but couldn't have, and she wasn't as spoiled and domineering as before. She lowered her head, her eyelashes drooping, and she looked pitiful and childlike.
Like a puppy that nobody wants.
Song Xinya chatted with her, catering to her interests to build rapport: "Next time we meet, I'll give you eight hognose snakes and three lizards. Do you want some?"
Qin Yuyan: "I don't keep lizards. They feed on cockroaches, and I hate cockroaches the most."
Song Xinya: "Okay, then I don't want the lizards anymore. I'll give you eight pig-nosed snakes instead."
Qin Yuyan: "Thank you."
Song Xinya pushed the math test paper in front of her: "Try it. Do as much as you can, and leave the ones you don't know blank."
This time, Qin Yuyan said, "Okay."
She picked up her pen and started working on the test paper. Her porcelain-like face scrunched up, looking both serious and extremely worried.
Afraid that she would be nervous, Song Xinya didn't keep staring at her. Instead, she stood up and walked around the study to take a look.
Her gaze lingered on the bookshelf, where a row of gleaming trophies stood.
Gold medal in the International Mathematical Olympiad, special prize in the English competition, best debater in the National College Debate Competition, champion of the College Basketball League... and so on.
The award recipient is: Qin Yuhe.
It truly is a well-rounded development in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor aspects.
Through these dazzling trophies, Song Xinya saw a spirited Qin Yuhe from his student days.
A man as favored by heaven as him must have many women who like him.
The trophies sat on the bookshelf, gathering dust.
Song Xinya picked up a towel and carefully wiped away all the dust, making sure every trophy and medal was spotless.
Seeing her actions, Qin Yuyan said, "Don't even think about my brother. He's married and has a wife. You have no chance of marrying him."
Song Xinya said indifferently, "Is that so?"
Qin Yuyan: "Yes, my brother said that he and his wife have a very good relationship."
Song Xinya was somewhat surprised: "He really said that?"
Qin Yuyan: "Really, I feel like my brother really likes my sister-in-law."
Song Xinya curled her lips and asked, "Why do you think that?"
Qin Yuyan: "My brother is extremely picky. He's looked at all the rich heiresses in high society, but he hasn't liked any of them and has remained single. But when he met my sister-in-law, he immediately got married. What else could this be but love? My brother definitely fell in love with my sister-in-law at first sight."
Song Xinya's eyes were filled with a smile.
Curious about his past, she asked, "Has your brother ever liked other women before?"
Qin Yuyan: "I've never heard him mention it."
"Maybe, maybe not," Qin Yuyan looked up at Song Xinya. "Why are you asking this? Do you want to know?"
Song Xinya: "I want to know."
Qin Yuyan: "Then I'll ask around for you another day."
Song Xinya: "Okay."
Qin Yuyan lowered her head and continued working on her problems. Soon, she put down her pen and said, "I'm done."
Song Xinya checked the paper and understood why she finished it so quickly.
There were eight single-choice questions, three multiple-answer questions, three fill-in-the-blank questions, and six problem-solving questions. Qin Yuyan only did the single-choice and multiple-answer questions, and guessed half of them. She got 8 points.
Song Xinya: "Are you unable to do it, or are you just too lazy to do it?"
Qin Yuyan: "Teacher Song, I must answer you honestly, I really don't know how to do it."
Song Xinya realized that Qin Yuyan's math performance was basically terrible; she knew nothing at all.
"It's alright, child. This means you have a lot of room for improvement."
Because there's not much room for regression anymore.
Song Xinya sat down and explained each question to Qin Yuyan in a very detailed and thorough way, almost as if she were chewing it up and feeding it to her.
After finishing explaining a set of test papers, Song Xinya returned home at nine o'clock in the evening.
She walked into the living room and saw Qin Yuhe sitting on the sofa, wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, his long legs crossed, reading an English book.
He wasn't very focused on his reading, glancing towards the door every now and then, as if he was waiting for someone.
When Song Xinya entered the living room, her eyes met Qin Yuhe's.
She remembered that she had promised him this morning that she would come back early.
"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry I'm late."
"It's alright," Qin Yuhe said, not blaming her, but instead asking, "Have you had dinner?"
Song Xinya: "I've already eaten."
Qin Yuhe closed the book, stood up, his tall and muscular body exuding an imposing aura under the crystal chandelier, radiating a powerful and alluring sensuality: "Want to go upstairs and rest?"
Song Xinya: "Okay."
When Song Xinya finished showering and lay in bed, Qin Yuhe had already finished washing up in the bathroom of the next room and was sitting on the headboard reading a book.
He was still reading "Wuthering Heights," with a coin tucked inside.
Song Xinya was curious as to why he didn't use bookmarks but insisted on using coins.
Does this coin have special meaning for him?
Song Xinya lifted the blanket and lay down, her soft body close to him. Her fair face, flushed with warmth, was close to his book, and her breath fell on his thumb as he held the book.
"Is this book good?"
Qin Yuhe couldn't immediately tell whether the book was good or bad. What attracted him most was the violent, entangled love between the male and female protagonists.
He looked down at her and saw that her long, thick eyelashes drooped like butterfly wings, her face was as tender as tofu, her lips were rosy, and her skin was very white.
He thought of the cream cakes displayed in the glass cabinet, with white cream topped with bright red fresh fruit, which could easily whet one's appetite and make one's stomach rumble.
"You want to see it?"
Song Xinya's gaze swept over the one-yuan coin tucked between the pages of the book. The peony pattern was facing up, while the side with the national emblem was facing down, and the year was not visible.
I want to go to sleep right away.
These words carried an added layer of ambiguity in Qin Yuhe's ears.
Was she implying that he should finish his work and go to bed early?
After all, the two of them had already made an appointment this morning to do it tonight...