Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

Song Xinya: "I know about Jian Yiyi's academic performance. She helps her grandmother make and sell tofu every day and does all kinds of housework. She is so busy that she can only study in her spare time. Yet, she still manages to consistently rank in the top five of her class in every exam."

"And your grades consistently rank last in the class. As someone who's at the bottom of the class, what are your thoughts on this?"

Jin Ruizhi: "My idea is that since I have money, more money than I can spend, I will start a company in the future and hire those good students to work for me."

Song Xinya: "So your advantage is that you're rich, right?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Of course, having money is an advantage."

Song Xinya: "Even though you're so rich, Jian Yi still doesn't like you."

Jin Ruizhi: "..."

"Jane Yi is not the kind of girl who is greedy for money."

Song Xinya continued to guide the conversation, asking, "What does Jian Yiyi care about?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Every time I saw her, she was basically reading. She read during breaks, during PE class, and even after everyone else had gone home. She also read during breaks while selling tofu. She is a very hardworking girl, and she cares a lot about her grades."

Song Xinya: "So why would such a positive and ambitious girl like her like a good-for-nothing boy like you?"

Jin Ruizhi: "…………"

"Teacher Song, you've made me feel a bit inferior. It's not like I don't have any strengths. I'm rich, handsome, and tall."

Song Xinya hit the nail on the head: "None of your strengths are enough to attract Jian Yiyi."

Jin Ruizhi asked proactively, "How can I attract Jian Yiyi?"

Song Xinya got to the point: "Study hard, get your grades to be number one in your class, even number one in your grade, or number one in the whole city."

Jin Ruizhi picked up a basketball from the ground, casually tossed it into the air with his slender, elegant hand, and the basketball landed on the tip of his right index finger, spinning around and around.

The boy's one-finger basketball spinning move is really cool.

Jin Ruizhi deftly twirled a basketball with his fingers, casually remarking, "Studying is an incredibly boring thing. I prefer doing fun things; I don't like studying."

"Moreover, 99% of what you learn in textbooks is useless after you enter the workforce, so it doesn't matter whether you learn it or not. Even if you don't learn it, I will still start my own company and become a boss in the future."

"Those who excel in their studies, even if they get into Tsinghua or Peking University, still end up working for others after graduation."

"My dad's company has employees from Tsinghua and Peking Universities everywhere. Even though they are the pride of heaven, they still have to bow their heads and respectfully call me 'Young Master' when they see me."

"Those who get good grades, even if they work hard their whole lives, they can't earn as much money as I had when I was born."

Song Xinya: "So you're not planning to study?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Teacher Song, to be honest, I'm just not cut out for studying. If I sit in a chair for half an hour, I feel like there are nails poking my butt, and I can't help but want to move around."

The motivation is still insufficient.

Song Xinya didn't try to persuade him with earnest words. If she could motivate him to study just by talking, her previous tutors would have succeeded long ago.

As a top-performing A-level lecturer at her previous company, Song Xinya had other options...

Without wasting any more words with Jin Ruizhi, Song Xinya walked out of the villa.

Jin Ruizhi threw the basketball aside and stood up in a panic: "Teacher Song, why did you leave? Aren't you my tutor? You haven't given me my lesson yet."

Song Xinya: "You don't listen to my lectures, you're just wasting my breath. I've worked so hard to teach you for half a year, and your grades haven't improved at all. You're ruining my reputation as an A-level lecturer. I'd be better off lying in bed and resting."

After leaving the Jin family, Song Xinya went to the vegetable market.

From afar, she saw a slender, fair-skinned girl sitting quietly in a corner, holding a book in her hands.

When a customer came to buy tofu, she stood up to serve it. After the customer left, she sat back down in her chair and continued reading.

Her focused expression seemed to isolate her from the world, automatically silencing the surrounding noise, and the stray strands of hair at her temples exuded a gentle, tranquil charm.

In the dark corner, on the damp ground, with peeling walls, she became the only bright spot in the dilapidated environment.

Song Xinya walked towards that bright color.

As Jane flipped through the papers with one finger, a clear female voice rang out above her head: "Give me a piece of tofu."

Jian Yi paused in her book-turning, then suddenly looked up, her eyes bright: "Teacher Song!"

Song Xinya: "The tofu you gave me yesterday was delicious. My younger brother loved it and wanted more. He insisted that I come back to buy more today."

Jian Yi: "Thank you for your kind words, Teacher Song. I still have half a tofu left; I'll give it all to him."

She put it in a plastic bag, and carefully put it in another bag over the plastic bag, then handed it to Song Xinya with both hands.

Song Xinya: "How much?"

Jane Yi: "It's free."

Teacher Song helped her so much, how could she possibly accept money?

It's just a small token of my appreciation; I hope Teacher Song won't find it offensive.

Song Xinya didn't say much and took the bag from her hand.

The two stood face to face, gazing at each other, their hearts filled with an inexplicable sense of affection and familiarity.

Song Xinya had actually investigated Jian Yiyi's academic performance long ago, but naturally she wouldn't say it directly, as it would make her seem like she had ulterior motives or some other ill intent.

She said, "I've noticed you're always reading; your grades must be excellent. Do you often get first place in your class?"

Jian Yi: "My grades aren't that good. I often rank fifth, and my classmates call me 'the eternal fifth.'"

Song Xinya: "So, do you want to get first place in your class?"

Jane Yi: "Of course I want to, I dream about it."

With her current academic performance, she won't be able to get into the best university in Beijing.

She wants to improve further and hopes to get into Peking University.

Song Xinya: "My younger brother is a very good student, he's first in his grade at Jingbei No. 1 Middle School. I'll bring him over tomorrow to tutor you. What do you think?"

Jian Yi: "That's great! Jingbei No.1 Middle School is the best public school in Jingbei City. The top student in the grade at this school will definitely be able to get into the best university in the country. If he is willing to tutor me, it will be a great help to any student."

Song Xinya: "I'll bring him over tomorrow morning to tutor you."

Jane happily said thank you five times.

While the two were talking, Song Xinya placed a bright red 100-yuan tissue into Jian Yi's money box with her hand hanging down.

Jane said she didn't want the money for the tofu, but she couldn't refuse to pay.

That evening, Song Xinya once again brought half a block of tofu home.

Song Tingye: "Sis, why have you been so obsessed with taking advantage of others lately?"

Qin Yuyan: "Maybe because my sister-in-law can't get any of my brother's favors, she eats tofu made from soybeans to satisfy her craving."

Song Xinya: "You little brat, you know a lot."

Song Tingye asked Qin Yuyan, "What kind of advances did my sister take from your brother?"

Qin Yuyan: "My sister-in-law is eating my brother's... um..."

Song Xinya's expression changed: "Qin Yuyan, shut up!"

Qin Yuyan: "Sister-in-law, why are you reacting so strongly? I meant to say, you ate my brother's lips, so what? You're married now, you can't not even kiss each other on the lips, can you?"

Song Tingye: "They'll probably kiss."

Qin Yuyan: "Of course we kiss! Couples not only kiss, they also make babies."

Song Xinya scooped up a lump of tofu and stuffed it into Qin Yuyan's mouth: "Do a hundred math practice tests tomorrow!"

Qin Yuyan was so frightened that she swallowed the tofu in her mouth without chewing it.

"No, sister-in-law, please spare me!"

Song Xinya: "I won't let you off the hook. Prepare to spend the whole day studying math tomorrow!"

Qin Yuyan was so frightened that she barely ate any dinner. She walked towards the bedroom with her back bent and arms hanging down, as if she had lost her soul.

At the dining table, Song Tingye held a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, his gaze lingering on Qin Yuyan: "Sister, look at you, you've scared the little princess so much."

Song Xinya: "You'll have to do one hundred sets of Chinese language practice tests tomorrow."

Song Tingye: "Tyrant!"

Song Xinya: "You mischievous monkey."

Song Tingye slammed his chopsticks and bowl down on the table: "I'm not eating dinner either!"

Song Xinya: "No, no, I'll eat it all!"

She thought Song Tingye was just throwing a tantrum and pretending not to eat, but to her surprise, Song Tingye really didn't eat and went back to his bedroom.

The starving ghost, whose eyes usually light up at the sight of food, is not eating dinner tonight.

A rooster laying an egg—a rare occurrence.

After dinner, Song Xinya returned to the second floor. As usual, the moment she entered the bedroom, she began to take off her clothes.

The bra was pulled out and tossed onto the table.

Swish—the camera on the table was covered.

Across from him, Qin Yuhe, who was watching the surveillance footage, suddenly froze, feeling as if the bra was covering his face, not the camera.