Youth Edition: My Private Tutor

Chapter 27

"You... you..."

Watching Gu Ran push open the balcony door of her room and walk out with a calm face.

Her mouth fell slightly open, and her cold, clear eyes were filled with shock.

This guy...

How could he do this!

Ignoring the door, he climbed over the balcony?

And how did he get in from the balcony without her noticing at all?

If this were at night...

Her eyebrows instantly shot up, and a flash of fear appeared in her eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

Gu Ran walked over holding a cup of hot tea, gently placed it in front of Ye Zhenzhen, and smiled.

"Please have some tea, Sister."

"Mm."

Infected by his smile, Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks flushed slightly, feeling a bit ashamed in her heart.

How could she think so badly of someone?

Although this guy seemed to be slacking around, he should be... a good person!

"Thank you, little brother Gu Ran."

She reached out and took the hot tea, then sat upright at the desk and asked softly, "What do you want me to tutor you in?"

"Math."

Gu Ran noticed there were no extra chairs, so he went to the living room to fetch one.

Watching his actions, Ye Zhenzhen's lips twitched as she picked up her teacup and took a small sip.

She thought this guy didn't know how to use a door!

Sitting on the chair, Gu Ran opened his notebook, pen in hand, looking eager to learn.

But Ye Zhenzhen was a bit confused. She looked at the notebook Gu Ran had prepared and asked in puzzlement, "Where is your textbook? And you didn't say which part you need help with."

"Uh... let's just use yours, Sister. Let's start from Compulsory Volume One and go all the way to the last Compulsory Volume."

Looking at Gu Ran's serious face, her delicate face twitched slightly.

This guy probably doesn't even have the textbooks. He might not even know how many compulsory math books there are.

She couldn't help but facepalm, gaining a whole new understanding of Gu Ran's foundation.

Then she dug out her silver-framed glasses, put them on, and asked, "Which elective modules do you need tutoring in?"

"There are elective modules?!"

Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

Gu Ran's tone was full of surprise. She suddenly felt as if she had taken on a hot potato.

However, since she had agreed, she would do her best. That was her style of doing things.

She stood up, found her own math notes, and then took out a few sets of test papers, placing them on the desk.

For Gu Ran's situation, with only two hundred days left until the college entrance examination, it was obviously not practical to start learning from scratch.

So she could only explain her notes to give Gu Ran a basic theoretical understanding, and then consolidate each knowledge point through specific examples.

"Let's look at this question..."

Her serious and stern demeanor really made her look like a little teacher.

Gu Ran stared at the meticulous and pretty face in front of him. He couldn't help but chuckle softly, secretly guessing that Ye Zhenzhen should become a teacher in the future; it really suited her temperament.

Her cold, clear face was adorned with glasses, her beautiful hair was pinned up, and she was wearing a white shirt.

The only regret was that she wasn't wearing a pencil skirt; instead, she wore a pair of light blue slim-fit jeans.

However, looking at the young girl's straight and slender legs, with pristine white cotton socks on her feet, he felt that this showed off a young girl's charm even more.

The private tutor that Ye Jinliang envied so much—it seemed he had gotten the enhanced youth edition...

"Don't space out, look at the question!"

Suddenly, his head was tapped by a pen, instantly bringing Gu Ran's thoughts back.

He rubbed his head and looked down at the scratch paper. The girl was explaining very seriously, but his attention was drawn elsewhere.

Looking at the circles drawn all over the paper, he raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Do top students zone out during class too?"

"Huh?"

Ye Zhenzhen, who was explaining a knowledge point, froze upon hearing this. Then she looked at the circles she had unconsciously drawn on the scratch paper, and her face instantly turned slightly red.

Who was to blame for this?!

Wasn't it this annoying guy in front of her? He said he was coming to study with her, but he didn't show up for ages, making her wait so long.

"Study properly!"

The aloof girl quickly adjusted her emotions. She furrowed her willow-like brows, picked up a soft ruler, and slapped it against the desk, making a loud smack.

Instantly, Gu Ran was startled and immediately sat up perfectly straight, not daring to make any more small movements.

He was wrong. This girl shouldn't become a teacher, or she would definitely be an expert at corporal punishment. She'd get complaints every day!

As the two immersed themselves in studying, time flew by. Before they knew it, the sky outside had turned completely dark.

After talking continuously for several hours, Ye Zhenzhen started to feel thirsty, and the cup in front of her was already empty.

Seeing this, Gu Ran quickly stood up, stretched his body first, and then trotted out the door holding the cup.

"You're thirsty, Sister, right? Your little brother will go get some water right away."

"Mm... go ahead, Xiao Ranzi."

Ye Zhenzhen also imitated the manner of a noble consort, smiling and covering her mouth as she gently waved her hand.

Gu Ran responded with a smile, looking every bit the ultimate sycophant.

After a few hours of studying, he found it was more effective than burying his head in books by himself for days.

It's no wonder she's ranked first in the grade; this study method is really effective!

He had to keep this precious treasure happy and hold on until the college entrance examination.

After the college entrance examination was over, he would let this girl know what it means to be the head of the household!

He pushed open the door, and his joyful expression stunned Gu Xiangcheng, who was reading a newspaper in the living room.

Watching his son sneak out of his stepdaughter's room with a triumphant smile on his face, his heart felt a bit heavy. The thing he worried about the most was probably going to happen.

At the thought of the worst-case scenario, he got a headache, somewhat unsure of how he would explain it to Ye Shulian. Thinking of this, he glared at Gu Ran with frustration over his failure to meet expectations.

Couldn't this brat wait a couple of days? She just moved in!

Wait, no, waiting a couple of days wouldn't be okay either!!!

"Oh, Dad, when did you get back?"

While pouring water, Gu Ran saw Gu Xiangcheng sitting on the sofa. He raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

"I've been back for a while. You must have been having too much fun to even hear us come home."

Thinking about how he had just been immersed in studying, not even noticing the passage of time, he nodded seriously. "True, I was completely immersed in it."

Hearing this, Gu Xiangcheng paused. He took a breath before folding the newspaper in his hands, staring at him seriously, and asking in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What were you doing in your sister's room?"

Hearing this, Gu Ran was stunned. Turning his head to see Lao Gu's suspicious look, dark lines instantly formed on his face.

"No way, you actually suspect me?!"

"I don't suspect you, just asking out of curiosity."

"There's zero credibility when you say that. I just went to study. If you don't believe me, go ask Ye Zhenzhen."

Gu Ran's lips twitched. Seeing the suspicion on Lao Gu's face, he felt his fragile little heart had been hurt.

No, he would need to get a loving hug from Ye Zhenzhen later to feel better.

After observing the micro-expressions on his son's face and realizing he indeed wasn't lying, his hanging heart finally settled down.

"As long as you're studying. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, so behave yourself. If you really have any other intentions, wait until after the exam."

Gu Ran: "???"

Other intentions?

What intentions could he have?

This was slander!!!

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