Chapter 349 - 349 I'm Obedient, Right?
349 I’m Obedient, Right?
“A woman in her twenties? Hey, I thought your father found you an art professor from some school again. But it’s a young person? College student? An art student? Did she just graduate?” Sister Shanshan asked.
“I… I don’t know. My dad didn’t tell me, but this tutor should be quite rich. She drives a Mercedes-Benz,” Lin Huanhuan said.
“Driving a Mercedes-Benz is nothing, she has now become your home tutor! Besides, Brother Datong drives a Ferrari! Huanhuan, just tell me how to deal with her first! How dare she f*cking bully you, Huanhuan! I’ll get someone to smash her car!” Sister Shanshan said irascibly.
“Don’t, you don’t have to smash the car, right? If my dad knows, he’ll say something again…” Lin Huanhuan hesitated.
“That’s true. We can’t let uncle know. What do you think we should do?” Sister Shanshan asked.
“I’ll get the recording back first and make her apologize to me. Then, I’ll make up with her.” Lin Huanhuan was a little stumped because she couldn’t think of a way to be too cruel at the moment. However, she couldn’t think of a way that would be too lenient either. It wouldn’t vent her anger.
“Alright, alright, I understand. Huanhuan, just leave it to me. I’ll scare her to death!” Sister Shanshan said.
Lin Huanhuan and Sister Shanshan talked for a while. In the end, the two of them agreed to take Jiang Tong out and lead her to a place where it was convenient to execute their plan.
About ten minutes later, Lin Huanhuan came out of her bedroom. She had changed into a new coat, but it was still a big coat that made her look like a hip-hop girl. The red mark on her chin had not disappeared yet, so she was very careful and quickly sneaked into the studio after leaving the bedroom.
“Teacher, my drawing isn’t bad, right?” Lin Huanhuan seemed to be really obedient. When she saw Jiang Tong looking at her sketch, she came over and called her ‘Teacher’. It was so sweet and she looked very obedient.
“Well, it’s not bad. You’re pretty good for your age.” Jiang Tong turned around and smiled at Lin Huanhuan. She then gestured to Lin Huanhuan and said, “Sit.”
Lin Huanhuan sat on the chair in front of the drawing board. Jiang Tong took a pencil and pointed it at the unfinished sketch on the drawing board. “The tip of the brush here should be drawn like this.”
More than an hour later, it was already past 11 o’clock in the afternoon. Lin Muyu, who was wearing an apron, was still busy in the kitchen. He really wanted Jiang Tong to teach his daughter. He was very anxious about this, so this was the first time he was treating Jiang Tong to lunch. Naturally, he couldn’t just cook a few dishes. He wanted to cook eight dishes! It took him half an hour to prepare all the ingredients and cut them. At this time, the few stews that had been put into the pot first were almost done. There were still cold dishes and two stir-fried dishes left. These were all easy to make and quickly made, so they were done last.
Lin Muyu mixed another cold dish, then took the bowl and chopsticks to the dining room. He put them down first. He saw that there was no one in the living room, but he could vaguely hear the sound coming from the studio. The door of the studio was left ajar. He walked over, pushed open the door, and was about to say something, but he was suddenly stunned by what he saw. He was a little shocked, and then pleasantly surprised. He saw his daughter, Lin Huanhuan, sitting on the chair obediently. Jiang Tong was standing behind her, measuring with a pencil and teaching Lin Huanhuan how to draw. However, Lin Huanhuan was listening to her very seriously. She was very obedient.
In fact, Lin Muyu was a little surprised. Many old teachers and professors couldn’t teach Lin Huanhuan. When Jiang Tong first came, Lin Huanhuan’s reacted very badly. She even slammed the door. But what happened now? Had she been taught by Jiang Tong to be obedient? Or was it because of Jiang Tong’s superb skills that Lin Huanhuan was interested in learning how to draw? Lin Muyu was really surprised now.
“Dad…” Lin Huanhuan seemed to have noticed him and turned to look at the door. Jiang Tong also looked over.
“Well, Teacher Jiang Tong, you’ve worked hard. Huanhuan, you have to study hard and don’t let Teacher Jiang Tong down. Lunch will be ready soon, and you don’t have to be in such a hurry to teach Huanhuan. Take a rest in the living room.” Lin Muyu’s words were a little confusing. He was too happy.
“Dad, I’m studying with Teacher Jiang Tong. Can you not disturb me?” Lin Huanhuan said with an unhappy expression. She was acting for Jiang Tong.
“You brat, I’ll go cook then. Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Jiang Tong,” Lin Muyu said to Lin Huanhuan happily and then closed the door.
Lin Huanhuan turned to Jiang Tong and asked, “Teacher, I’m obedient, right?”
“Yes,” Jiang Tong smiled and nodded. Then, she raised her hand and said, “Look at the drawing board and continue…”