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Fang Jiaqi and Ye Ya were the tutors assigned to teach Gu Ao today.

Little Ao-zai was clever, easygoing, and resilient. Combined with his round, soft, and fair appearance, it was hard for adults not to adore him.

Fang Jiaqi had been teaching here for three months now, while Ye Ya was approaching her second month. Both were exceptionally satisfied with this job.

Aside from Ao-zai being easy to manage, easy to teach, and quick to become friends with them, it was also because the master of this house—Ao-zai’s dad, Mr. Shen—was handsome, good-tempered, and didn’t throw tantrums or set strict, rigid rules.

Their working environment was incredibly relaxed. Mr. Shen never demanded that Ao-zai must learn a specific lesson or memorize a certain amount of information today, nor would he test him on whether he had memorized an ancient poem.

The questions Mr. Shen asked the most were whether Ao-zai had fun today, whether he ate well, and how he slept.

This kind of parent was remarkably rare among the families that hired them.

After all, they were high-salary private early-childhood educators. The families employing them were mostly wealthy and powerful, and when parents sought them out, it was usually in hopes of developing their child’s intellect, building a solid foundation, and teaching skills far surpassing peers of the same age to secure a stronger competitive advantage.

Yet Mr. Shen’s focus was exactly the opposite.

Of course, for a three-to-four-year-old child, Mr. Shen’s educational approach undoubtedly stimulated intelligence and imagination even more, resulting in a great personality and a more harmonious family atmosphere.

Thus, not only was a parent like Mr. Shen rare, but a harmonious and fulfilling family environment like this was something they seldom encountered either.

Precisely because of this, this villa had become a dream workplace for most high-end private tutors in the industry circle.

It was only after starting their tenure that they gradually discovered only one male master resided in this villa full-time: Mr. Shen.

There were plenty of servants in the house, but everyone mentioned the other male master very rarely.

Most people didn’t gossip, simply stating they didn’t know and discouraging them from asking further.

People who looked like elites or bodyguards also frequently frequented the premises.

Supposedly, they were all the assistants and bodyguards of that other male master, yet no one had ever seen him return home.

Initially, they thought that in wealthy, powerful families, it was normal for one partner not to come home. Something akin to a marriage of convenience…

Word had it that the cubs were adopted too, which made it even less surprising.

They just wondered how that Mr. Gu could bear to maintain a marriage of convenience while leaving such a handsome Mr. Shen and two incredibly adorable babies at home.

Later, as time went on, the tutors gradually learned that the babies’ Big Dad was in poor health and stayed at the hospital.

Then they also heard that Big Dad was no ordinary figure—he was an existence that even the upper echelons of Huacheng had to look up to, entirely different from the families they had previously served.

Furthermore, that Mr. Gu was aloof and cold, completely unlike Mr. Shen. In the past, when Mr. Gu was home, if Mr. Shen wasn’t around, the family atmosphere wouldn’t be relaxed like this at all.

…

For a time, everyone harbored a mix of intense curiosity and apprehension toward the Mr. Gu they had never laid eyes on.

But as days blended into weeks and Mr. Gu still hadn’t returned, everyone gradually overlooked that existence.

Until…

Mr. Gu suddenly returned today.

He was indeed a man with a remarkably powerful aura.

The moment he arrived home and the group headed straight upstairs, both Teacher Ye and Teacher Fang immediately noticed his presence. …After all, quite apart from the uniqueness of him being in a wheelchair, the most prominent thing was that the second Mr. Gu crossed the threshold, the entire house’s aura seemed to shift! Even the servants fell silent!

Later, they heard that Mr. Gu had gotten into a spat with Mr. Shen right after coming back…

Fang Jiaqi couldn’t help but feel anxious: “I wonder if Mr. Shen will be alright?”

He and Teacher Ye had just finished digging soil with Young Master Ao outside the villa, accompanied him through a simple lunch, and subsequently coaxed him to sleep.

Looking at little Ao-zai, who was currently collapsed on the long-pile carpet, sleeping soundly and peacefully while hugging a giant yellow duck plushie, Fang Jiaqi still couldn’t shake his worry: “Mr. Shen didn’t even come down for lunch.”

“No way,” the other private tutor, Ye Ya, countered. “Didn’t you hear it clearly just now? Mr. Shen is obviously the one who controls everything in this house. Even Mr. Gu has to listen to him.”

“But I heard about that President Gu…”

Fang Jiaqi recalled the rumors he heard from a former colleague. That colleague happened to have worked in the main Gu household before. Counting it down, this Mr. Gu should be the Sixth Young Master of that Gu family.

According to what his colleague witnessed in the Gu household, the Gu family was a massive clan. Everyone lived in the main estate except for the Sixth Young Master, Gu Huaiyu, who lived alone outside.

He spent years in a wheelchair, never stepping foot outside, never contacting anyone, and possessed a sinister, volatile personality—he was cold-blooded, ruthless, recognized no kin, and gave face to absolutely no one.

Even if the Old President Gu, his own father, went to find him, he would refuse to see him…

Originally, professionals in their line of work shouldn’t disclose an employer’s privacy, but since that colleague had long left the Gu household, he had spoken quite freely.

It was precisely because of these rumors that Fang Jiaqi had developed a subtle aversion toward Mr. Gu, secretly wishing he would never return.

Now that the man was back…

Fang Jiaqi didn’t share the details he knew with Ye Ya, only expressing his worry: “Moreover, Mr. Shen has been upstairs with him for a truly long time without coming down…”

Ye Ya replied, “Mr. Shen doesn’t frequently come downstairs usually anyway. What exactly are you worrying about?”

Ye Ya expressed her utter lack of comprehension. “Even if they were arguing upstairs just now, it was clearly Mr. Shen who held the upper hand in momentum. Mr. Gu even apologized to him.”

“…That is true,” Fang Jiaqi conceded.

But the mere thought of Mr. Shen being alone with Mr. Gu for so long made him feel unsettled…

As they were discussing this in hushed tones, they vaguely heard movement downstairs again.

Fang Jiaqi immediately pushed open the door to check. He saw Mr. Shen and Mr. Gu had already descended to the first floor, appearing as though they were only just about to have lunch.

…In that brief span of time, Mr. Shen had already changed into a fresh shirt.

He had originally worn a casual T-shirt when going out today, but now he had changed into a more formal, structured shirt.

And across from him sat the man who must be Mr. Gu… That Mr. Gu was younger than he had imagined.

Although he roughly knew the other’s age—that they should be around the same age—the rumors of him being cold-blooded and ferocious were too numerous. Especially the part where he ignored his kin and watched several subsidiary companies under the Gu family go bankrupt without lifting a finger. Fang Jiaqi had long imagined him as a shifty-eyed, sinister, gloomy, and somewhat chuunibyou figure.

But seeing him now, though his face was somewhat pale, his features were exceptionally handsome and sharp, with a righteous, upright facial structure.

His face was indeed expressionless, and his sharp phoenix eyes and thin lips made him look rather cold, but his posture in the wheelchair was rock-solid, his aura staggering.

There wasn’t a single trace of anything that made one feel he was eerie, nor was there any chuunibyou vibe.

It was roughly the feeling that his appearance was far younger and handsomer than imagined, yet his aura and demeanor were a hundred times more mature than expected…

The moment he saw Mr. Gu, Fang Jiaqi froze.

A humble feeling that this man far exceeded his imagination and was someone he could never compare to instantly enveloped him.

What was more, Fang Jiaqi noticed that the clothes Mr. Gu and Mr. Shen were wearing were… matching couple outfits??

…Did Mr. Shen change clothes just to wear a matching outfit with Mr. Gu?

Weren’t they just arguing a moment ago??

Downstairs, it wasn’t actually a matching couple outfit, but a parent-child outfit. Shen Qing settled Gu Huaiyu beside the long table where he usually sat. Just as he wanted to leave and return to his own side, he was pulled back by Gu Huaiyu.

Gu Huaiyu said, “Let’s sit together.”

Shen Qing thought about it—sitting together it is!

He cheerfully pulled out a chair and sat right next to Gu Huaiyu.

The moment he sat down, he noticed several red marks on President Gu’s neck.

Cough cough… Upstairs just now, he had merely expressed casually that he was a straight guy who only liked President Gu and the sort, when this man suddenly pulled him over again…

Then Shen Qing had delivered an appropriate counterattack.

As a result, both of them now bore quite a few, well… battle marks on their bodies.

Thinking about it now, Shen Qing still felt it was incredibly childish.

…He could excuse himself.

But how could the big boss be this childish!

With these thoughts in mind, the moment he lifted his head, he met Gu Huaiyu’s expressionless face. However, those eyes were exceptionally spirited. His eyelids drooped slightly, also sizing up his own…

Hastily reaching out to cover his own neck, Shen Qing said, “Let’s eat.”

Gu Huaiyu replied directly, “Alright.”

President Gu’s body was still in the recovery phase, so his diet required more meticulous attention. Fortunately, they had a top chef at home, making eating far more convenient here than at the hospital.

Just now, Shen Qing had merely told the chef to prepare some lunch, then he and Gu Huaiyu had dawdled in the room and actually taken a morning nap, delaying until this hour before coming downstairs.

…It was already past one o’clock in the afternoon!

Seeing them seated, the butler quickly arranged for the food to be served.

President Gu’s diet was light and clean. The kitchen had prepared food according to his taste and dietary structure, mostly consisting of green, vegetarian dishes. Shen Qing joined him in eating the same light vegetables.

In addition to that, Shen Qing’s plate held a steak, and his main dish was black tiger prawn and crab roe tossed noodles.

A massive plate of orange-yellow noodles tossed with authentic crab roe from an countless number of crabs, topped with three black tiger prawns also stir-fried in crab roe—the flavor was absolutely superb.

Shen Qing had been deeply loving this recently; especially since the weather had turned hot, a bowl of tossed noodles like this was quite suitable.

While tossing his crab roe noodles, Shen Qing saw Gu Huaiyu bring a piece of boiled broccoli that looked entirely flavorless into his mouth, making him feel a bit bad for him.

Although Gu Huaiyu could come back to live now, from what he gathered during the call from the hospital director earlier, President Gu would likely need to return to the hospital a few more times for follow-up treatments.

Shen Qing didn’t know anything beyond that; he hadn’t listened closely, nor had he pried.

He wasn’t certain how many days the big boss had left, nor did he know if his body could ever freely eat and drink like an ordinary person again. Still, Shen Qing smiled, comforting Gu Huaiyu: “In a while, you should be able to eat meat. Tell me, are you craving it?”

Gu Huaiyu’s appetite today was already significantly better compared to before.

Hearing the youth’s question now, his long lashes flicked as he looked toward the person by the table smiling with bright eyes and white teeth, unable to help but smile along: “Mhm, I’m looking forward to it.”

Shen Qing said, “Then eat a bit more now so you’ll recover faster.”

Gu Huaiyu said, “Alright.”

Despite saying alright, Gu Huaiyu’s eating speed remained very slow, and he maintained a deep, serious expression, chewing at least thirty times before swallowing each bite.

Seeing him like this, based on Shen Qing’s experience, he knew the man had a poor appetite.

He couldn’t help but worry again: “Poor appetite, can’t eat much?”

Gu Huaiyu replied, “No.”

Only, having spoken up to here, he still set down his utensils and picked up the napkin from the table to elegantly dab the corner of his lips: “It’s just that someone upstairs seems to be watching you.”

Shen Qing: “?”

He immediately looked up, catching Teacher Fang standing on the second floor.

“Oh,” he explained. “That’s one of Ao-zai’s tutors.”

As he spoke, he looked back up at Fang Jiaqi on the second floor, also feeling puzzled—why was Teacher Fang leaning against the railing watching them eat at this hour?

Shen Qing placed no demands on the cubs, and similarly had no demands for the tutors.

Aside from ensuring the cubs’ safety, there was only one rule: whenever he arranged private lessons for the cubs, he would try his best to schedule two teachers to teach at his house simultaneously.

Because the cubs had suffered a lot of bad treatment in the past, and because he knew the melodramatic and twisted nature of the book’s world, he always felt that having more people around would be better to prevent someone from being alone with Ao-zai and abusing him, causing him to blacken into a villain.

In reality, Ao-zai also preferred more people accompanying him to play rather than fewer.

Because of this, Shen Qing had directly hired six tutors in one go to take turns teaching Ao-zai.

Basically, half-day or full-day lessons were scheduled every day. The shifts weren’t fixed, mostly depending on the teachers’ personal availability.

The hiring criteria were also very simple: as long as Ao-zai found the person pleasing to the eye and was willing to play along with them, it was fine.

Hiring six people simultaneously to tutor a single baby was an extremely rare occurrence, causing quite a stir in the private education market for a time.

Countless people had applied before.

It just so happened that Ao-zai deeply adored pretty aunties and loved chatting with them, so more female teachers ended up staying behind.

Fang Jiaqi was the sole male teacher among the six.

According to Ao-zai’s reasoning, it was because Uncle Fang also looked pretty good.

Shen Qing: “……”

So it still boiled down to looks.

In the original book, was the little dragon protagonist such a face-con when he grew up too? He had never noticed.

Seeing Fang Jiaqi on the second floor now, he lifted his hand to wave at Teacher Fang.

The teacher upstairs looked a bit embarrassed. Coincidentally at this moment, Ao-zai, who had slept for a while, also woke up. Led by the hand by the other teacher, Teacher Ye, he walked out. Seeing his dad sitting on the first floor from upstairs…

“Ya ah!”

Ao-zai, who was still groggy a moment ago, jolted awake. Breaking free from Teacher Ye’s hand, he scrambled down the stairs with a loud deng-deng-deng.

Four months had passed, and Ao-zai still looked like a little cub with short arms and short legs. His height had increased slightly, but his upper body with its protruding little belly seemed longer; relatively speaking, his legs were still short, still unable to step down the stairs one step after another.

However, that didn’t stop Ao-zai from being agile.

He couldn’t alternate his legs to go down the stairs, but he moved his little feet fast.

In no time, he ran to his dad’s side, while the two teachers responsible for watching him could barely keep up, arriving right behind him.

But upon reaching his dads’ side, Ao-zai stopped moving.

He merely tilted his head up to look at them, evidently finding this scene of his dads sitting together at the dining table both familiar and unfamiliar.

You couldn’t blame this cub for being at a loss; his Big Dad had truly been away for too long.

Recently, Ao-zai had been seeing Big Dad frequently, and had Big Dad accompany him and his brother to speak foreign languages, but that all happened at the hospital.

Ao-zai didn’t know what a hospital was. Anyway, for this past period, he had defaulted to believing he could only see Big Dad inside that big building.

He knew Big Dad and Little Dad had returned this morning.

But he didn’t have a clear concept yet, not realizing that his Big Dad was truly back for good and could eat meals together with them from now on.

Coupled with not being fully awake, Ao-zai stood by the table looking a bit dazed and blank.

While his height hadn’t grown much, Ao-zai’s hair had thickened considerably. Shen Qing had taken him to get it cut into a little watermelon style. Because he had just woken up, two little stray hairs stood straight up on the crown of his head.

His groggy, blinking expression was incredibly dorky and cute.

Seeing Ao-zai standing a short distance away with his two little feet pressed together, not entirely grasping the situation, Shen Qing’s heart completely melted. He was both struck by the cuteness and felt a twinge of tenderness.

Thinking about it, although the big boss had spent a lot of time accompanying him recently, Ao-zai, who was too small to fully understand the situation, must have still been confused.

At this moment, Gu Huaiyu’s wheelchair had already glided out from the table. He extended a hand toward little Ao-zai, saying, “Baby, come here.”

He frequently conversed with Duo-duo and Ao-zai in foreign languages, where descriptions for “cub” were mostly translated as “baby.” Over time, Gu Huaiyu started calling them baby when speaking Chinese too.

When Shen Qing first heard his designation for the cubs, he had even marveled that the big boss truly knew how to do it. …Both terms were used to address human young, but “baby” seemed to carry a bit more doting affection than “cub”?

Consequently, when Shen Qing opened his mouth to call them later, he also mostly referred to the cubs as babies.

Over there, the little baby Ao-zai noticed Gu Huaiyu extending a hand to him, only then tilting his head: “Big Dad?”

He called out in a milky, sticky voice.

Then, with a deng-deng-deng, he ran over and clung to Gu Huaiyu’s thigh.

Gu Huaiyu directly scooped the cub up, seating him right on his lap.

Shen Qing: …After all, having just been held by the big boss himself, cough cough. Knowing Gu Huaiyu still possessed some strength and his body could bear it, he didn’t worry about the big boss’s health this time.

He was just curious how the President Gu had suddenly become so close to the cubs.

Evidently, Ao-zai didn’t know what was happening either. This was his first time being held by Big Dad to sit on his lap.

If it were the usual Ao-zai, he would feel a bit unaccustomed.

Young Master Ao, who seemed to know from birth that he was extraordinary, didn’t mind being held by adults; he even deeply enjoyed being carried back and forth, simply loving being embraced and taking the feeling of being the center of attention for granted.

But stemming from an indescribable bloodline suppression, Ao-zai feared neither heaven nor earth and deferred to no one, yet instinctively feared his Big Dad a bit.

Later, as they interacted more, he wasn’t like the very beginning where he would be awkward and subconsciously want to stay away from Big Dad. Still, being held on Big Dad’s lap was something Ao-zai found a bit foreign. He didn’t know why, but he would just feel shy.

But right now, Ao-zai was dazed from sleep. The usual clever, boisterous energy bubbling with spirit was greatly subdued, turning him into a soft, milky little bun. He didn’t harbor any awkward emotions; instead, he merely felt that sitting on Big Dad’s lap offered a very high field of vision.

Big Dad’s shoulders were so wide.

His large hands were even bigger than Little Dad’s.

The scent on Big Dad was different from Little Dad’s, yet overlapped just a tiny bit… The main point was that both smelled wonderful.

Having just woken up, his long eyelashes fluttering, Ao-zai blinked his large eyes to take in the new view. Afterward, he simply went pa-ji and leaned backward, resting against Big Dad’s chest, even lifting his chubby little arms to encircle Big Dad’s neck: “Big Dad, you’re back-back, ya ha-ah-ah~”

Halfway through his words, Ao-zai let out a tiny yawn.

Shen Qing was directly amused by his rare soft, lazy little milk bun image. Especially since Gu Huaiyu’s height exceeded ordinary people, his upper body was grander and straighter than most, and his legs were longer.

Little Ao-zai sitting on his lap, relying on him, made his small frame look even smaller and rounder, directly bunching into a dollop of a little milk ball, or rather resembling a lazy, round little koala.

When Ao-zai first leaned against him, Gu Huaiyu’s body also stiffened slightly. This was his first time holding the cub. This cub was lighter than he imagined, yet smaller and softer. The moment he collapsed into his embrace, Gu Huaiyu felt a rare wave of tension, genuinely worried he might drop him.

But knowing Ao-zai would actively hook onto his neck and wouldn’t fall, Gu Huaiyu’s lips curved upward. He then began conversing with Ao-zai in a foreign language.

Ao-zai instantly perked up, also replying to his Big Dad in a foreign language.

It was French.

Roughly, Gu Huaiyu was asking Ao-zai if he had eaten, and Ao-zai replied that he had, then began endlessly detailing to his Big Dad what he had eaten for lunch…

…Shen Qing, who was standing by the side, discovered that after listening to it so much, he could actually more or less understand their simple conversations!

On the other side, the two teachers who had followed Ao-zai downstairs stood nearby, watching this scene in astonishment.

Ye Ya looked at Fang Jiaqi, wanting to say that this Mr. Gu wasn’t fierce at all, completely different from the rumors.

Meanwhile, Fang Jiaqi was mostly stunned—the rumors were wrong!

This was called recognizing no kin and being cold-blooded and ruthless?! This was clearly… mature, steady, gentle, and powerful.

Fang Jiaqi couldn’t help but look at Mr. Shen beside Mr. Gu again.

Originally, he thought that for a youth as young, handsome, insightful, and positively optimistic as Mr. Shen to stay here for a lifetime, bound to an eccentric invalid, was simply too pitiful and unjust!

But looking at it now, things were completely different from what he had imagined…

At this thought, Fang Jiaqi felt a trace of bitterness in his heart.

During this past period, coming to manage Ao-zai had once become the thing Fang Jiaqi looked forward to most. Little Ao-zai was adorable, and Mr. Shen’s smile was so healing.

He used to think that Mr. Gu’s sole merit was likely just having money, but a person as talented and capable as Mr. Shen shouldn’t need that at all.

Yet looking at it now, an ordinary person couldn’t compare to this Mr. Gu at all… He stood no chance either.

Before Fang Jiaqi could indulge too much in his melancholy, he suddenly felt a shudder run through his entire body, his spine turning icy!

He snapped his head toward the direction that made him feel danger, entirely out of instinct, locating that direction… It was that Mr. Gu by the table.

Only then did he register that Mr. Gu had just said, “Since I’ve returned, I’ll give the teachers a holiday today. I’ll accompany the baby.”

Mr. Gu spoke these words to Mr. Shen. His voice was mild when speaking, but carried a tone of consultation, the ending note even holding a hint of low softness.

But the moment he finished speaking, Mr. Gu cast another glance at Fang Jiaqi standing not far away. His gaze was sharp as a blade, instantly jolting Fang Jiaqi, who had been staring blankly at Mr. Shen, completely back to his senses!

Shen Qing: “That works too.”

He checked the time, then said to the two teachers, “Then let’s call it a holiday today! Thank you both for your hard work. Today’s wages will be counted as a full day’s substituting. Thank you.”

He was very courteous.

Getting off work early while still receiving pay, Ye Ya hastily thanked Mr. Shen. Fang Jiaqi was still a bit flustered, his brain frozen, taking a long moment to react before also thanking Shen Qing.

Then, the two of them headed toward the lounge room Mr. Shen had specially established for them as private tutors to pack up their things and leave.

Ye Ya couldn’t help but marvel, “Mr. Shen and Mr. Gu are truly generous. The wages we earn from substituting here are far higher than anywhere else. And hiring six people in one go—how much must that cost a month? Plus, they even provide meals…”

Fang Jiaqi: “……”

Well, indeed, ordinary people couldn’t afford this at all. Even if they could afford it, they wouldn’t spend it this way.

Ye Ya: “Moreover, originally Mr. Shen didn’t manage Ao-zai much, so I thought it was because it was an adoption that he wasn’t used to interacting with children. Later I discovered it wasn’t the case at all. Actually, when adults take good care of themselves and maintain a pleasant mood, the impact on children in families like theirs is far greater and better. Looking at it this way, both of them are people with grand vision.”

Ye Ya wasn’t gossiping; her main profession was child psychology research, primarily responsible for observing emotional patterns and providing emotional guidance for young babies. Therefore, she preferred studying the structural patterns of each family.

Fang Jiaqi offered a vague grunt of agreement; on this point, he concurred.

Ye Ya added, “What’s surprising is that Mr. Gu is also so adept at managing young children! And he can actually communicate with Ao-zai in French without any barriers! …My major wasn’t French, but that should be French, right?”

Fang Jiaqi, who had professionally majored in French: “……Yes.”

Furthermore, Mr. Gu’s spoken language was genuinely excellent, flowing even more smoothly than his own…

Ye Ya: “Mr. Shen and Mr. Gu have a wonderful relationship, haha. Did you see Mr. Shen’s neck? No wonder he changed his shirt… I reckon the reason he didn’t come downstairs for so long just now was… in short, this is truly a happy and outstanding family of four!”

Fang Jiaqi was on the verge of a breakdown: “Sister, you’re purely trying to deal me a blow, aren’t you?”

Ye Ya: “?”

When the two private tutors departed, Ao-zai had already climbed down from his Big Dad’s lap. However, he didn’t leave, merely puffing out his cheeks as he ate the small fruits Grandma Zhang had prepared for him.

Seeing the teachers about to leave, Ao-zai even waved his chubby little arm, politely bidding them goodbye.

Due to his mouth being stuffed full of banana, he didn’t speak… Well, primarily because the banana was sticky, Ao-zai had to expend a massive amount of effort to chew. It wasn’t until the teachers had completely left that he swallowed that bite of banana.

Then, with a burp, he took another sip of milk.

Shen Qing turned back to look at the cub, rubbing his back, and asked the big boss along the way, “You don’t like Ao-zai’s teacher?”

The two of them were still finishing up lunch. Gu Huaiyu suddenly looked toward Shen Qing upon hearing this: “Why do you ask?”

Shen Qing: “……Just felt your attitude just now was a tiny bit strange?”

Although President Gu’s series of actions in holding Ao-zai and placing the baby on his lap were unusual, it could be seen they were still born from a sincere heart. He simply wanted to be close to the baby… Though that was precisely why he was deemed unusual.

But during the day, there were always many people at home, and many people played with Ao-zai. People like Tian Yi and his subordinates frequently hung around to play with Ao-zai when free, yet the big boss had never driven anyone away on any occasion.

Yes, although Gu Huaiyu’s tone when speaking to him just now was excellent, Shen Qing had also witnessed the gaze he directed at Teacher Fang. That could absolutely not be described as friendly!

“Yes, I indeed do not like that male teacher.”

When questioned on this point, Gu Huaiyu didn’t conceal it either. His brows arched as he directly stated, “Just felt the way that male teacher looked at you wasn’t right.”

“?”

Shen Qing: “……How was it not right?” He himself hadn’t felt anything amiss!

Gu Huaiyu, however, asserted with absolute certainty that his perception couldn’t be wrong: “Intuition.”

Shen Qing: ……?

Gu Huaiyu continued slicing the food on his plate. Although it was primarily vegetables, his movements remained elegant, as if portioning some top-grade ingredient.

In the past, there were some words he wouldn’t speak. He wouldn’t even object to some fairly outstanding individuals surrounding Shen Qing.

But now…

His exceptionally handsome features were aloof and cool, yet his brilliant eyes flashed with a sharp glint. He answered, “The intuition of a fellow predator.”

Shen Qing: ……?

Excuse me?