Another annoying Ashford appeared!

As Fu Yan sat at the kitchen table, quietly eating his fried rice, the doorbell rang unexpectedly, breaking the peaceful Saturday morning. Hirvan, who had been walking to the second floor, paused then with a slight frown came down to answer the door.

Walking towards the entrance, Hirvan thought about who could possibly be visiting this early. When he opened the door, his eyes fell on a stunning woman dressed in an elegant cashmere blouse and a pair of tailored skirt pants. She exuded an aura of wealth and confidence, her posture straight, and her smile graceful yet self-assured.

"Is this Mr. Smith's home?" the woman asked, her voice smooth and melodic. "I'm the new tutor."

Hirvan blinked, momentarily taken aback by her poise and polished appearance. He stared at her, doubt creeping into his mind. What kind of tutor dressed like she belonged on the cover of a fashion magazine? Especially going to an unknown family in the countryside.