"Don't worry, stay with me. I won't fire you." Sheng Zhiyu seemed to be very merciful.
Yes, he would not dismiss her. She was a very useful pawn.
Jiao Yaqing didn't say anything, but her expression became calm. It could be seen whether she was happy or sad.
She looked out of the window quietly. She had only signed a year's worth of contract.
A year later, if she didn't want to be here, she could leave at any time.
She was not worried about that at all. She was worried about her father.
When she was resting on Sunday, she might as well go to the prison to visit her father.
Since her mother was gone, her grandmother would probably not come to see her father.
He had been in prison alone for such a long time. He should be very lonely, very lonely.
At the gate of the villa, Sheng Zihao waited quietly.
After hanging up the phone, he ran out, and the housekeeper and nanny had to follow him.
Until the limited edition car stopped in front of Sheng Zihao.
Sheng Zhiyu stared at his son in front of him for a long time.
In his impression, his son had never waited for him.
She seemed to have waited when she was a child. After being taught a lesson, she did not wait anymore.
But today, he appeared at the door again.
He couldn't help looking at Jiao Yaqing. Was it because of her?
After opening the door and getting out of the car, Jiao Yuqing also got out of the car.
Sheng Zihao glanced at Sheng Zhiyu and ran straight to Jiao Yuqing.
He remembered that his father once said that it was just a waste of time for him to wait here.
He was also severely taught a lesson.
So he was waiting for Jiao Yuqing today, not him.
"Aunt Qing!" Sheng Zihao ran to Jiao Yaqing and greeted her politely.
Although he was still calm on his little face, Jiao Yaqing could clearly feel the happiness in his tone.
Jiao Yuqing smiled and rubbed Sheng Zijie's little head.
Looking at his delicate little face, she really wanted to kiss him.
But she didn't have the courage. He and her son looked a little alike.
Sheng Zhiyu frowned tightly on the side. His son was so obedient that he let this woman touch his head.
Was there something wrong with Sheng Zihao? Where was his coldness? Where was his momentum?
Why was everything gone in front of this woman?
"What do you want to do as a tutor?" Jiao Yaqing couldn't help asking as she walked into the villa with Sheng Zihao holding her hand.
Sheng Zihao didn't really think about it. He just liked Jiao Muqing, so he asked her to come.
As for whether she should be taught or not, he didn't care.
Sheng Zhiyu's eyes turned cold.
This stinky boy took Jiao Yuqing away like this, as if he didn't exist as a father.
He had been ignored by his son.
"Go to bed with me!" Sheng Zihao suddenly said after thinking for a while.
His little face had been raised to look at Jiao Yaqing, and his eyes were full of expectation.
Jiao Yaqing was obviously stunned and did not digest Sheng Zihao's words for a while.
She couldn't help but turn to look at Sheng Zhiyu. There seemed to be a blush on his beautiful and refined face.
Sheng Zhiyu almost spat it out behind him. "Does this stinky boy really like this woman?"
"He even asked me to sleep with him. How could he have such a bad idea?"
"No," Sheng Zhiyu said overbearingly.
What a joke. How could he allow this woman to tarnish his son?
Sheng Zihao curled his lips and didn't say anything else. He couldn't help feeling disappointed.
He really wanted to taste the smell of his mother's milk.
He really wanted to sleep at night. He wanted to have his mother accompany him and tell him stories, telling him that he was sleeping.
"Will Dad marry Auntie Qing in the future?"
He had never seen his father bring a woman to the villa, but now he brought Jiao Yuqing here.
Did it mean that he would marry her? Did it mean that he had a mother?
Jiao Yaqing and Sheng Zhiyu suddenly looked at each other and then looked at Sheng Zihao at the same time.
"No!" The two of them said at the same time, and their tone was so firm.
One was for money, and the other was for making use of money. How could such two people get married?
At this moment, Sheng Zihao was very disappointed.
He thought that Sheng Zhiyu would marry Jiao Yaqing, but he didn't expect that he would refuse so directly.
Sheng Zihao lowered his long eyelashes.
Here, he ate well and lived well, but he didn't feel love.
His father often didn't come back, nor did he have a mother. All he had to do was accompany him alone, with an endless coldness.