"Teacher Jiang, why are you here?"
Jiang Yin was about to turn around and go back to the room to continue teaching Weiwei, but unexpectedly the servant's voice sounded behind him.
With a thump, Jiang Yin closed his eyes tightly and cursed in his heart. He had called her sooner or later, but he was discovered when she was leaving.
"I...I saw that Weiwei was very serious in class, so I was about to go to the kitchen and cut some fruit for her to eat."
Jiang Yin had an idea and could only use Weiwei to deal with the servant.
Originally, it was just an accidental coincidence that she came out of the room.
But she knew very well that if she said that she was just out for a walk, it would inevitably arouse the other party's suspicion.
"Well, we can just leave this small matter of cutting fruit for the little lady to us. How can we trouble Teacher Jiang?"
The servant walked up to Jiang Yin with a smile and a kind tone.
Facing the servant's kindness, a trace of guilt flashed across Jiang Yin's face. After all, she had just lied.
"Teacher Jiang, you are beautiful and a teacher. There must be many people chasing you, right?"
The servant was joking while helping Jiang Yin cut the fruit.
Jiang Yin, who was peeling an apple, paused with his fingers and felt that the servant's joke was not funny at all.
"Haha, no, no." Jiang Yin responded to the servant with a slight embarrassment.
"I have a candidate with pretty good conditions. He is my nephew. He works in a big company. He has five insurances and one housing fund. He has a car and a house in the city. The most important thing is that he looks pretty good."
The servant became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and he didn't forget to take out his mobile phone to show Jiang Yin the photos.
Seeing this fight, Jiang Yin immediately refused, "No, no, I have no plans to find a partner yet, but no matter what, thank you for your kindness."
"But Teacher Jiang..." Before the servant could finish speaking, Jiang Yin's cell phone suddenly rang.
Ding……
I don’t know who made the sudden call.
But Jiang Yin was very happy for this unexpected call.
"Excuse me, let me answer the phone. Hello, who are you?"
Jiang Yin took out his mobile phone from his pocket and put it to his ear to listen.
"Hello, are you Song Yu's parent? Please come to the school's guidance office at noon. Your child got into a fight with other students at school."
The female teacher's voice came from the other end of the phone.
What the other party meant when she said this was that she must go to school.
"Okay, I understand. I'll be there later." While answering the phone, Jiang Yin took the opportunity to leave.
Holding the fruit in his hand, Jiang Yin walked into the room again after hanging up the phone.
After teaching Weiwei some simple piano music, her morning class was over.
As soon as the class ended, Jiang Yin didn't bother to have lunch and went straight to the famous school in the city center.
It was a school that only nobles would attend, except for students with outstanding academic performance.
In the teaching office of Noble Academy Primary School, Jiang Yin looked helpless, and at the same time, he glared at the little boy next to him from time to time.
Look what this is all about.
Jiang Yin never thought that she would be treated as a parent and called to the school's guidance office to lecture her.
"Hello teacher, I wonder what happened to Song Yu?"
Jiang Yin stood in front of the teacher, a little confused.
The most important thing is that when it comes to parents, Song Muchen is the most suitable candidate for that parent.
What's worse is that Su Wanyu, Song Yu's soon-to-be sister-in-law, no matter what the turn, it is impossible for her and Jiang Yin to play the role of parent.
"Jiang Yin, you're here, can you stop looking at me like that?"
He is roughly similar to Song Muchen in appearance, and his handsome face is a bit shabby at the moment.
I didn't pay attention just now, but now I saw carefully that Jiang Yin was about to blame Song Yu, but he stopped instantly.
After all, she still couldn't bear it, "What did you do? Why are you fighting with your classmates?"
"Also, when you are called a parent, why don't you ask your brother to come and let the teacher call me? Is this appropriate?"
Jiang Yin asked a series of questions angrily.
At first, she cared about Song Yu sincerely, but later, because of Song Muchen, she could only care about him and nothing else.
"Jiang Yin, you are no longer my tutor. In the future, can you... don't talk to me in such a tone of educating children? I am already a man."
Song Yu straightened his chest and raised his chin confidently and proudly.
Seeing this, Jiang Yin was immediately speechless.
He is a little kid but very clever.
"Classmate Song Yu, please pay attention to your attitude when talking to your parents." The female teacher held her forehead at the side.
Song Yu only has one brother, so Jiang Yin is Song Yu's sister-in-law.
"Parent, if I guess correctly, you are classmate Song Yu's sister-in-law, right?"
Jiang Yin was instantly petrified when he heard the female teacher's big misunderstanding.
What kind of sister-in-law, what kind of parent.
When did she become Song Muchen's wife?
