After being forced to become a private tutor

He Shu'an's face changed color in an instant, he turned his head to look at Xie Mingyang, those deep eyes were full of storm-like anger.

He Shuan's lips trembled slightly, "Ming Yang, listen to my explanation."

Xie Mingyang interrupted coldly: "I just want you to tell me, is there any?"

He Shuan's Adam's apple slid a few times, and after a long silence, he said, "Yes."

Xie Mingyang clenched his fists, blue veins pulsating under his skin, and his expression was a bit grim, "What did you tell me two days ago, you said that you had transferred his class to other teachers, and you said you would never teach him again! "

A few men came out of the bathroom behind him, looked at them curiously, He Shuan said in a low voice: "Ming Yang, this matter is very complicated, I will explain it to you when I get home, okay?"

Xie Mingyang shook off He Shuan's hand, and said angrily, "What's there to explain? Don't tell me your institution doesn't have any teachers, so you must teach?"

He Shu'an's breathing was slightly rapid. He thought that Xie Mingyang would get angry, but he didn't expect him to react so violently, his expression seemed to kill someone.

The two have been together for so long, this is the second time He Shuan sees Xie Mingyang angry.

And the fuse of both times was because of Jiang Qiyi.

He Shu'an sighed heavily, and gave way: "Ming Yang, I was wrong for lying to you, but I really have nothing to do with him. After the rest of the class is finished, I will not teach him again."

Xie Mingyang pinched his chin, showing a cold smile: "Teacher, do you think I will let you see him again?"

He Shu'an was pinched so painfully, he frowned, and heard Xie Mingyang say again: "I want you to quit your job as a tutor."

He Shu'an's face was extremely stiff, "Ming Yang, I will not resign."

Xie Mingyang had a distorted coldness in his eyes, "You won't starve to death even if you quit your job. I've got your teacher qualification certificate back for you, so you can go back to high school and continue working."

He Shuan closed his eyes, "It has nothing to do with this, I'm not ready yet."

Xie Mingyang didn't want to listen to his rhetoric anymore, and interrupted viciously: "You don't want to resign, which means you like him too. Are you planning to dump me and stay with him?"

He Shuan took a deep breath, "I didn't intend to dump you."

The movement in the corridor caused many boxes to poke their heads out to look, and the supervisor also heard the sound, followed by many colleagues. Seeing the tense atmosphere between them, the supervisor said in a daze: "Mr. Xie, Mr. He, you What's wrong?"

He looked at He Shu'an and asked doubtfully, "By the way, Mr. He, aren't you feeling sick and want to go back?"

He Shu'an's face was a bit embarrassed, and he pretended to be calm and said: "We are preparing to go back."

He grabbed Xie Mingyang's sleeve and signaled not to make noise here. He Shuan's helpless and nervous look fell into Xie Mingyang's eyes, and a strange flash flashed in his heart, and he roughly dragged him to the underground parking lot.

At this time, the underground parking lot was quiet, Xie Mingyang opened the car door, threw He Shuan into the car, ignoring the sound of heavy smashing.

He knelt on the seat on one knee and took off his suit jacket. The strong and plump muscles under his white shirt bulged as he unbuttoned it, exuding a dangerous and chilling sense of oppression.

He Shuan was startled, "Mingyang, what are you doing?"

Xie Mingyang bent down, and the black shadow covered He Shuan's upper body, and whispered in his ear: "Teacher, I will fuck|dead you tonight."

In the next second, He Shuan was turned over and pressed on the seat. He struggled subconsciously, but Xie Mingyang pressed his knee into his legs, preventing him from struggling, and doing whatever he wanted on him. The tenderness between the two of them in the bathroom seemed to be just one field dream.

In the dark underground parking lot, a black commercial vehicle shook violently in the corner. As long as someone got closer, they could hear heavy gasps and groans mixed with pain.

He Shu'an didn't know when he passed out, and when he woke up, he had already returned to the villa.

His throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth. His body seemed to be run over by a wheel, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.

The intertwined images and unsavory conversations from last night appeared in his mind, and his heart felt like it had been cut by a knife.

For the first time, he realized that Xie Mingyang had never changed, just like in high school before, but now he has learned to pretend and adapt.

But he was bewitched by Xie Mingyang after the disguise.

He Shu'an couldn't help being shaken by the original decision to get back together.

For an immature and possessive person like Xie Mingyang, even he is not sure whether the two of them are suitable for each other.

He Shu'an endured the strange pain and sat up from the bed, he was the only one in the room.

Thinking of the big disturbance in the clubhouse last night, He Shu'an really didn't have the courage to go to work. He could already guess how his colleagues and supervisors would gossip about what happened between the two of them.

He was really tired of coping.

He Shuan took out his mobile phone from his pants last night, sent a message to the supervisor to ask for leave, and sent text messages to several parents, saying that he was not feeling well, and classes were temporarily suspended today.

After sending the text message, He Shu'an turned off his phone, isolating all disturbances from the outside world.

He Shu'an put down his phone, and was about to get out of bed to drink a glass of water, when footsteps suddenly sounded in front of him, he raised his head, and met Xie Mingyang's eyes.

Xie Mingyang's brows and eyes were a little cold, "You're awake."

He Shu'an silently put his feet back under the quilt, trying to answer, but no sound came out of his throat.

Xie Mingyang sat by the bed and said lightly: "I made some porridge, let's drink some."

He Shu'an's voice was hoarse, "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Xie Mingyang paused, looked up at He Shu'an, and said expressionlessly, "Let's resign from the training institution."

He Shu'an tightened his grip on the quilt under his body, "Do you feel any guilt about what happened last night?"

Xie Mingyang's expression flickered, "If the teacher hadn't lied to me, such a thing would not have happened."

He Shu'an's throat was a little rough, he turned his head and said lightly: "I will not resign."

He is very clear that if there is such a concession for the first time, there will be a second time. After he returns to high school to teach, Xie Mingyang will still not be able to bear any student who has a closer relationship with him.

At that time, will he be forced to quit his job as a teacher again?

Xie Mingyang gritted his teeth, "Are you so reluctant to part with Jiang Qiyi?"

He Shu'an looked into his eyes and said word by word: "I don't miss him, I just miss my job, and nothing happened between me and him."

Xie Mingyang gritted his teeth, "Yes, but can you guarantee that he has no undue thoughts for you?"

"You dared to kiss you last time, next time, will I have sex with you!"

He Shu'an's fingertips that gripped the quilt too hard turned white, "Ming Yang, is that why you can't trust me?"

Xie Mingyang's voice was a little more gloomy, "If you want me to believe you, then you resign from the organization, and I believe that nothing happened between you."

He Shu'an clenched his lips, tried to slow down his tone, and wanted to discuss with Xie Mingyang calmly, "I promise you, I will transfer his class to other teachers this time, okay?"

Xie Mingyang didn't like this, and said coldly: "Teacher, I gave you a chance, now you have no choice but to resign."

He Shuan remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't let go, Xie Mingyang clenched the bowl in his hand, wishing to teach him a lesson, but seeing He Shu'an's weak appearance, he still couldn't let go, put down the bowl heavily in anger, and slammed the door away .

The bedroom was quiet again.

He Shuan lay back on the bed with a splitting headache, feeling like his head was going to explode.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, he didn't know when he fell asleep again in a daze, and it was already afternoon when he woke up.

He turned on the phone, and several missed calls and text messages popped up. They were from the supervisor and the teacher who was usually close to him in the institution, asking how he was doing with concern.

Or maybe they are concerned about what happened between him and Xie Mingyang.

He replied one by one, without mentioning what happened in the clubhouse last night.

One of the text messages was from an unfamiliar number. He clicked on it, and a line of text came into view, "Why did you block my phone!"

A dozen exclamation points were added after it.

With such an exasperated tone, one could tell that it was Jiang Qiyi.

He Shuan was hesitating whether to reply to the text message, when the phone rang suddenly, which startled him,

The caller ID is exactly this strange number.

He Shuan gripped the phone tightly, not knowing whether to answer it or not.

In fact, Xie Mingyang was right. If he hadn't lied, this incident would not have happened.

Speaking of which, the culprit should be himself.

After the phone was automatically disconnected, it rang again, persistently, He Shuan really had no choice but to answer the phone.

Jiang Qiyi's angry voice came from the phone, "You finally answered the phone, I thought you were kidnapped."

He Shu'an said hoarsely, "Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Qiyi said tentatively, "I heard from my mother that you won't come to class today, are you feeling well?"

He Shu'an hummed lightly, and made up an excuse: "I have a bit of a cold."

Jiang Qiyi suddenly became a little anxious, "Why did you suddenly catch a cold? Have you taken any medicine?"

"Eat." He Shuan's voice was slightly hesitant: "Jiang Qiyi, I want to tell you something."

Jiang Qiyi paused, "What?"

He Shu'an considered his words carefully, trying not to hurt this sunny boy, "I really can't give you tutoring this time."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, and He Shu'an knew that Jiang Qiyi understood.

There was no sound from the other end, and it was so quiet that He Shuan thought the phone had hung up. Jiang Qiyi finally spoke, his tone was so low that He Shuan had never heard before, mixed with a trace of undetectable sadness, "In your heart, I am just a possible None of the students?"

He Shuan lowered his head and did not speak.

There was a sound of sniffling over there, and Jiang Qiyi said in a muffled voice, "I know, I don't care if you are my tutor, and I won't harass you again in the future, goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, He Shuan leaned against the head of the bed, unable to calm down for a long time.

In the office, Xie Mingyang was looking at the file when a message popped up on the screen.

He glanced at it and found that it was from He Shuan. He put down the document in his hand, picked up his mobile phone, and clicked on WeChat.

——I have transferred Jiang Qiyi's class to other teachers.

As if to prove that he wasn't lying, He Shuan also posted the chat records with the teacher, which clearly recorded the process of transferring classes and explaining Jiang Qiyi's progress.

Xie Mingyang sneered and leaned back in his chair.

If He Shu'an was so knowledgeable last time, he didn't intend to do anything wrong, but after this incident, there might be cats and dogs in the future, and he must completely cut off this possibility.

Xie Mingyang found out the assistant's phone number and sent him a text message, "Go and do something for me..."