Chapter 1050 I Won’t Let You Go

Wen Qiao put down the phone and scratched his forehead: "How about I become a tutor for Shen Yan? In exchange for Shen Guozhong?"

Su Ce: "Do you think it's feasible?"

Wen Qiao: "This is the only way to treat a dead horse as a live doctor."

"Can you discipline that naughty little boy?"

Wen Qiao shrugged: "I am quite experienced in dealing with naughty children, and I have managed many naughty children well."

Su Ce: "I'll contact him."

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

Su Ce was not very happy after hearing this: "Mr. Shen, are you looking down on art schools? Let's make an exchange. If Wen Qiao can teach your son well, then you agree to our previous request, how about it?"

He was lost in thought. After all, he had hired countless tutors for his son, but in the end his son was always angry. Having such a son was embarrassing, so he still had to find a way to solve the matter. .

"Okay, 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's your summer vacation. During this time, try to discipline and cure that naughty little boy."

Wen Qiao made some preparations. Shen Yan was nine years old and in the third grade. Her main subjects were Chinese, mathematics and English. She bought a set of textbooks and read them in about one day, so she understood them clearly.

But she knew that Shen Yan's problems were mainly in his personality, not in his studies.

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

The Shen family still had that lifeless atmosphere. Wen Qiao didn't like this atmosphere, but for his own life, there was nothing he could do.

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

Su Ce and No. 3 accompanied her upstairs. After all, that little brat had an antisocial personality. Who knew what extreme things he would do.

The light on the second floor was even dimmer. The corridor was paved with a brown-gray plaid carpet, which felt soft when walking on it. The doors all around were closed. Su Ce walked in the front, Wen Qiao was in the middle, and No. 3 was behind.

There is a window at the end of the corridor. Follow the light source and stop at the door of the last room.

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

He reached out and grasped the door handle, turning it gently.

With a 'swish' sound, something flew out of it quickly. Wen Qiao had quick eyes and quick hands. She raised her hand and grabbed a dart. If she didn't hold it, the dart would be nailed into Su Ce's forehead.

This kid is indeed a devil.

The little devil Shen Yan sat on the carpet in the room and looked 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 and said, "It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. If you dare to do it again in the future, If you hurt someone like this, I will use the same tricks to repay you. I am not the tutor you used to be, who always gave in to you, do you hear me?"