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

"Some kid online did this too. You copied his idea," she accused.


"He didn't patent it. If he's allowed to use it, why can't I?" Jiang Yi said, defending his plagiarism as if it were justified, which made Xia Ying laugh. "It's a good thing you're not a writer, or you'd be a plagiarist."


Xia Ying, having captured a photo of the Money Flower with her phone, began to pluck it apart, one bill at a time.


While driving, Jiang Yi pretended to be heartbroken, "I had my assistant spend a lot of time making that. Even though I gave you the flower, you should at least appreciate it a bit before tearing it apart."


"Didn't I just take a photo with my phone? I can appreciate it slowly later. Your assistant really is talented. Was she the energetic woman we saw last time? She's definitely capable. Does she have any special skills, and could she teach me?" As she spoke, Xia Ying continued to stuff each RMB note into her purse.


Chapter 251 Swaying Left and Right (3)