Chapter 981: A Tutoring Commotion

The tutor arrives at the house promptly at five o'clock every afternoon.

Wang Yinghao had the servants clear out a room to use as a classroom, and all four boys come to the classroom to do their homework.

Once all the homework is finished, the tutor also accompanies the children to do things they all enjoy.

Once their interest is cultivated, studying is no longer such a laborious chore.

Especially for Litian, whose grades improved significantly and quickly; by the time the final exams arrived, he had leaped into the top of the class!

People all have a competitive streak, and children are the same; in fact, this psychology is even more obvious in them.

Seeing Litian's grades pull ahead of his, Sheng Zichen finally felt a deep sense of crisis.

Now, without even needing a reminder, he studies hard too.

The two children compete in their studies; Sheng Zichen sometimes even forgets to go into the kitchen, and Sheng Litian doesn't run out to play wildly either—the speed at which both children are improving is astonishing.

Shi Youxuan is happy and gives the tutor a raise for three months in a row!

But one evening, Sheng Hanyu worked overtime and came home a bit late; as his car neared the entrance, he saw two people chatting at the gate.

It was dark and hard to see clearly, but he could still make out his wife's figure.

He found it a bit strange—who was she chatting with?

What could they be talking about that couldn't be said inside the house? It's windy outside, aren't they afraid of biting their tongues... no, aren't they afraid of catching a cold?

He drove into the garage, and Yun Zhehao called to ask about company matters; the two talked on the phone for half an hour.

By the time he came out of the garage, the two people at the gate were still chatting!

Sheng Hanyu frowned, displeased.

He recognized that the person talking to his wife was the tutor.

At this moment, the two finished their conversation, and his wife walked back, beaming with joy; she didn't even notice him.

"What were you talking about to be laughing like that?"

"Oh my, you scared me! Why are you sneaking around like a ghost?" Shi Youxuan chided.

She didn't explain and even blamed him for scaring her?

Consequently, he became even more displeased.

He said sullenly, "Chatting with another man for so long, what was there to talk about?"

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? That's the children's tutor; we were just talking about the children's grades and how to nurture them. Are you really going to be like this?"

Shi Youxuan felt her husband was jealous for no reason, and it was inexplicable.

Sheng Hanyu thought—yes, he was!

Talking about studies isn't something shameful; they could have sat in the living room and chatted openly, so why talk at the gate where there was no one around?

And specifically in a dimly lit spot, too.

Sheng Hanyu wasn't worried about his wife; he had known what kind of person his wife was for so many years, of course.

But he was worried about that young tutor.

Nowadays, it's rumored online that some young people who are lazy and hate work want to take shortcuts and specifically set their sights on wealthy women.

He said sarcastically, "It wouldn't be that he said to you, 'Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore.'"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Mr. Huang is a decent person; don't think of people so sordidly."

Shi Youxuan went back inside, fuming.

Both husband and wife had a knot in their hearts, and neither would pay attention to the other.

In the middle of the night, Sheng Hanyu couldn't sleep; just as he rested his arm on his wife's shoulder, his hand was slapped away hard: "Get lost."

So he pulled it away.

He didn't sleep well all night, and his morning grumpiness was very intense.

Sheng Hanyu went downstairs with a dark face and went to the company without even eating breakfast.

A thick stack of documents was laid out on his desk.

A whole morning passed, yet he hadn't looked at a single one!

The company employees were all very perceptive; seeing the boss's bad mood, no one dared to get close and ask for trouble.

Jian Yining arrived.

"Hanyu Ge, why didn't you answer when I called you..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

He touched his forehead with his hand, concerned: "Are you okay? If you're not feeling well, go to the hospital; don't try to tough it out."

"Stop cursing me; I'm not unwell," Sheng Hanyu said sullenly.

Jian Yining: "I'll say something you might not like to hear: when a person reaches a certain age, they need to take care of themselves. Soaking goji berries in a thermos, taking fish oil and lecithin—you should take them if you need to. Doesn't your own company have projects like that? You, as the Chairman, setting an example is much better than hiring a celebrity to endorse them!"

"Hey, have you reached middle age and are failing in that department... XX Kidney Treasure, you're good, she's good too..."

"Get out—"

Sheng Hanyu kicked out at him, but missed.

The person opposite him was as nimble as a monkey and had long been prepared, jumping behind the sofa.

Jian Yining grinned: "Yo yo yo, stop being so stubborn and suffering for the sake of face. I hit the nail on the head, didn't I? You don't need to be shy with me. If you ask me, you're just under too much psychological pressure and working too hard. You should give yourself a vacation and take Xuanxuan out to play—don't bring the kids, just the two of you."

"Maybe then you'll..."

"Do you want to try saying another word?"

Jian Yining raised both hands in a gesture of surrender: "My mistake, I won't say anything else, okay? Just try it, it really works."

He said he wouldn't say anything, but his mouth didn't actually close and he kept going, even using himself and Wan'er as examples: "Look at how good Wan'er and I are now; we feel like we're on our honeymoon every day. Sometimes I even feel like the triplets are lightbulbs, dead weight..."

Sheng Hanyu took it to heart.

At noon, he left the company and went home, preparing to take his wife to the Resort to stay for a few days.

They did not bring the elderly or children, it was just the married couple.

When the car was about to reach the front of their home, his mood, which had been full of sunshine, suddenly plummeted to the bottom!

His wife was talking to the tutor at the entrance, standing in the exact same spot as yesterday.

He ran into them every time he came home, but what about the times he didn't?

Sheng Hanyu walked toward the two with a gloomy face; Shi Youxuan saw him but pretended not to, continuing to speak as usual.

"Teacher Huang, please put in more effort with the children; as long as their grades continue to improve, your salary will increase."

The tutor's face turned bright red, and his gaze immediately darted away upon seeing Sheng Hanyu.

"You are too kind, this is all my duty; I'll be going." He finished speaking and left as if fleeing.

There was a basin-sized pit at the entrance; Teacher Huang was in such a hurry that he stepped right into it and nearly twisted his ankle.

His shoe was covered in mud, and he didn't even have time to wipe it off, limping away.

"Is Teacher Huang alright? Do you want to come back and change your shoes? We have unworn shoes at home; you can change into a new pair before you go," Shi Youxuan called out from behind.

She estimated that the tutor's feet were about the same size as Sheng Hanyu's.

Her husband had many new Spring Shoes, in all sorts of styles.

"It's fine, it's fine, no need."

The tutor limped away, his pace hurried, not even daring to look back, looking thoroughly guilty.

"Hmph!"

Sheng Hanyu's face was so gloomy it could wring out water, and he warned: "My shoes are not allowed to be worn by others."

Shi Youxuan did not back down: "Hmph! I bought all the new shoes; I'll let whoever I want wear them, it's none of your business."

She prepared to go back inside, but her arm was grabbed by her husband: "Take back what you just said; what do you mean by 'let whoever I want wear them'? A wife buying shoes for her husband is a duty, it's only natural; what is it supposed to mean if you let another man wear them?"

Shi Youxuan:...

She didn't even know what to say to her husband.

Was this man too narrow-minded?

Was he blind?

Teacher Huang had just stepped into a mud pit, and his shoes and socks were soaked; it wasn't as if he hadn't seen it, so why was he being so unreasonable?