Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 1050 I won't let you

Wen Qiao put down the phone and scratched his forehead: "Should I go to teach Shen Yan as a tutor? In exchange with Shen Guozhong?"

Su Ce: "Do you think it is feasible?"

Wen Qiao: "A dead horse should be a living horse doctor. This is the only way to go."

"Can you discipline that little bitch?"

Wen Qiao shrugged: "I'm quite experienced with bear children, and I have managed a lot of bear children."

Su Ce: "I contact him."

Su Ce immediately called Shen Guozhong. He heard that Wen Qiao was going to be a tutor for Shen Yan and couldn't help but chuckle, "Is Miss Wen taking it for granted? As far as I know, she is an art school student. Come teach my son to play the pipa?"

Su Ce was not very happy when he heard this: "Mr. Shen is looking down on art school? Let's exchange it. If Wen Qiao can teach your son well, then you can agree to our previous request, how about?"

He was in deep thought over there. After all, he had hired countless tutors for his sons, and in the end all of them were **** off by his sons. With such a son, he also lost his anxious face. He still has to find a way to solve this matter. .

"Well, if Miss Wen can really teach my son well, I can ask Ning'er to donate blood to her."

Su Ce breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone, "Shen Guozhong agreed. It happens to be your summer vacation. Take advantage of this time to try to discipline and cure that little stubbornness."

Wen Qiao made a little preparation. Shen Yan is nine years old this year and is in the third grade. Her main subjects are Chinese, mathematics and English. She bought a set of textbooks and finished it in a day.

But she knew that Shen Yan's fault was mainly in character, not academic.

The next day, she carried a few books, and went to Shen's house with Su Ce and No. 3.

The Shen family still has that lifeless atmosphere. Wen Qiao doesn't like this atmosphere, but for his own life, there is no way.

Shen Guozhong did not come forward, and it was Uncle Chen who received them: "Miss Wen, the young master is in the innermost room on the second floor, waiting for you to pass."

Su Ce and No.3 accompanied her upstairs together. After all, that little **** has anti-social personality, who knows what extreme things he will do.

The light on the second floor was even dim. The aisle was covered with brown-gray checkered carpet. Walking on it felt very soft. The surrounding doors were closed. Su Ce walked in the front, Wen Qiao in the middle, and the third hall behind.

There is a window at the end of the corridor, following the light source, stopping at the door of the last room.

Su Ce knocked on the door, and there was no sound inside.

He reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and twisted it gently.

With a ‘swish’, something quickly flew out of it. Wen Qiao’s eyes were quick and he raised his hand and grabbed a dart. If she didn’t hold it, the dart would penetrate Su Ce’s forehead.

This child is indeed a demon.

The little demon Shen Yan sat on the carpet in the room, looking at them innocently: "What are you doing?"

Wen Qiao threw it hard, and the dart was nailed to the bedpost behind Shen Yan, only one centimeter away from his head.

Shen Yan turned pale with fright, then jumped up very angrily, ran to Wen Qiao, raised his fist and wanted to hit her, Wen Qiao grabbed his hand: "Come and not be indecent, if you dare If you hurt someone like this, I will return it to you with the same trick. I am not your former tutor, and I let you go everywhere. Have you heard?"

(End of this chapter)