Gu XingLing

Su Xiaoyue, a humble kindergarten teacher, had the fervent wish that she would one day become a famous educator, with students all over the world. However, her peaceful life underwent a drastic change after she became Fan Mingyu's homeroom teacher, leading to countless interactions with Fan Mingyu’s adoptive father, the CEO of Sanyang Group. On matters of the child’s education, the two of them locked horns, continuously embroiled in conflict.
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In the spacious and bright CEO's office, Fan Shaoming sat in a black swivel chair, spinning back and forth, idly fiddling with a red brocade box in his hands, while casting glances at the woman sitting across from him, patiently lecturing him.
Su Xiaoyue swallowed hard, words had made her thirsty, and she wanted a drink of water but was reluctant to ask this man for it. With a strained patience, she said, “Mr. Fan, Mingyu is a very smart child, but if you don’t educate him properly, you, as his father, will ruin him. You’re not loving him, you’re harming him. Your indulgence is spoiling him, letting him fail to recognize his own mistakes, leading him further down the wrong path.”
“Are you done?”
Fan Shaoming stopped spinning in his chair, stood up and walked around the desk, pulled up Su Xiaoyue, then opened up the red brocade box, took out an expensive diamond ring, and slid it onto Su Xiaoyue’s finger, saying in a deep voice, “Mingyu and I have discussed it, and we think you’re an excellent teacher and will surely make a very good mother. I don’t understand romance, so I’ll be direct, take a half-day off tomorrow morning, bring your household registration book, and wait for me at the civil affairs office.”
Su Xiaoyue’s face turned green, she was lecturing him, and he was proposing to her!

My Imp and Possessive Husband

Su Xiaoyue and Xia Ying had already hidden themselves to watch the development of events.


The bodyguard woke up to find himself on something soft and fragrant, which was also hugging him indiscriminately. Just as he was about to push it away, he recognized it was his own young mistress and exclaimed in a low voice, "Young mistress?"


Bai Tong had long forgotten what kind of sister she was and murmured, "Hot..." before she started kissing him again.


Although the bodyguard was somewhat rational, probably out of fear of Bai Tong's identity, he did not dare to take advantage. Desperately trying to free himself from Bai Tong's entanglement, she refused to let go. After rolling around on the grass for several turns, Bai Tong managed to get the upper hand and climbed on top of him, finding his lips and kissing him. This kiss ignited a fire that was uncontrollable.


Chapter 227: Cutting Off Madam Jun's Path to Bai Tong (3)