When Song Xinya woke up the next day, she felt as if she hadn't slept at all the night before, and she was extremely tired.

Moreover, my throat felt like it had been singing all night, so dry it was practically smoking.

What happened to her last night?

She only knew she had a dream, but couldn't remember what it contained.

Song Xinya sat up in bed and looked at the camera on the table.

The camera has a playback function; take a look and you'll know what happened last night.

Song Xinya threw off the covers, got out of bed, picked up her phone, and opened the camera's built-in app.

She found the video from last night and watched it.

In the video, her face was flushed, her lips parted slightly, and she uttered a soft, alluring tone.

Her moans echoed in the room, so seductive they seemed to have countless tiny hooks, her soft voice filled with desire, debauchery, and licentious pleasure.

It was the first time Song Xinya had seen herself getting aroused on the surveillance footage, and the first time she had heard herself having a wet dream. She was so shocked that she almost threw her phone away.

Turn off the playback immediately.

She tapped the delete button and deleted the video from last night.

That way, Qin Yuhe won't find out.

Song Xinya put down her phone and went to wash up, feeling relieved.

In the restaurant on the first floor, during breakfast, Song Xinya asked Song Tingye, "Have you taught Yanyan all the math concepts for the third year of junior high?"

Song Tingye: "I taught you."

Song Xinya: "How's her learning going?"

Song Tingye: "Ever since you said you would arrange for the whole family to celebrate her birthday next year, she has been much more diligent in her studies than before. At least she is willing to study now, and as a result, she has definitely made progress compared to before."

Song Xinya: "What's the difference between teaching Jian Yiyi and teaching Yan Yan?"

Song Tingye: "Jian Yiyi studies diligently and has a very strong ability to understand. Yan Yan, on the other hand, is lazy and careless, but she has learned all the knowledge points by being lazy."

"If you just teach, the other person will learn seriously on their own."

"You have to coax her, trick her, whip her with a small leather whip, chase her, and force her before she'll be willing to learn."

Song Xinya: "That's a good summary. You're now able to tailor your teaching to individual students."

Song Tingye asked, "Should I teach Yan Yan today, or should I teach Jian Yi Yi?"

Song Xinya: "You stay home and teach Yanyan today. I'll go check out Jian Yi's family first."

After dinner, Song Xinya didn't go to the company; instead, she went to the Jin family villa first.

The maid waited at the door: "Miss Song, Young Master Jin said you would be coming today, and asked us to wait for you here."

Song Xinya followed the maid into the room and saw Jin Ruizhi sitting upright at his desk, with a pen, notebook, and a computer for studying on the desk.

Seeing Song Xinya approach, he stood up: "Teacher Song, I've been waiting for you."

Song Xinya: "Very proactive."

Jin Ruizhi: "The early bird catches the worm."

Song Xinya: "You're being modest."

Jin Ruizhi: "I mean, I'm not good at academics, but I'm not bad at other things. I led our school's basketball team to win three national youth basketball championships, which proves that my physical strength and strategic thinking in basketball games surpass all my peers in the country."

He said with a determined look in his eyes, "I believe that my slowness in learning is temporary. I will definitely be able to catch up with others through hard work."

Song Xinya naturally wouldn't discourage him: "I believe you can do it."

She handed a USB drive to Jin Ruizhi: "This contains the study plan I made for you. If you follow it, you will definitely make rapid progress."

Jin Ruizhi plugged the USB drive into the computer and began looking at the data inside.

A maid's voice suddenly came from the doorway: "Miss Zhang, you can't go in!"

Zhang Yingying pushed aside the maid and barged in: "I have urgent business with your young master. If you are delayed, even if you, a maid, had ten heads, it wouldn't be enough to chop you off."

These words seemed to transport Song Xinya back to ancient times. What era is this? A society governed by law. Could Zhang Yingying really behead someone?

Zhang Yingying walked into the room: "Song Xinya, you're here too."

Song Xinya: "If clients need guidance on their learning, of course I'll be there."

Zhang Yingying rolled her eyes: "You keep calling me a client, have you even signed a contract with Young Master Jin?"

Song Xinya: "Signed."

Zhang Yingying was so shocked that her eyes almost rolled back and she developed cataracts.

"It's signed! Is it really signed?"

Song Xinya: "Young Master Jin, tell her yourself."

Jin Ruizhi: "I signed a contract with Teacher Song yesterday. Teacher Song is now my tutor. I won't need any other tutors anymore. You can leave now."

Zhang Yingying: "I brought a lot of study materials today, all of them are the essence of high school knowledge points. I worked on them for two days and two nights, and I put in a lot of effort!"

Jin Ruizhi: "No need, let's go."

He gave the butler a wink, and Zhang Yingying was "invited" out.

Song Xinya tutored Jin Ruizhi for a whole morning, and in the afternoon, she gave him ten sets of practice papers to practice.

She went to Jane's house while he was practicing.

She carried two boxes of Six Walnuts and knocked on Jane's door.

The old wooden door creaked open, and a man stood in the doorway.

This man was someone Song Xinya had never seen before...

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