Chapter 232 The Woman Who Turned Over the Account
"Sit down for a while."

The corridor of the community's small woods was covered with lush vines. Zhou Jing was sitting on a bench holding Yang Wenwen.

"Uncle Xiao Zhou, I want a hug too."

CC leaned on Zhou Jing's legs and said.

"Uncle Xiao Zhou is very tired from work, please don't let me hold you."

Yang Wenwen stood up and said.

"Then why did mom let Uncle Zhou hug her?"

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The innocent little girl's question left Yang Wenwen speechless and she could only say "silly girl".

"Uncle Xiao Zhou and mom are tired from work and need to take a break. C, don't disturb them. Let's go, grandma will buy you some ice cream."

Yang's mother came over and took the little girl out of the corridor.

"The little cutie knows how to compete for the attention of a big cutie like you."

Zhou Jing pulled Yang Wenwen to sit down.

After Yang's mother left, Yang Wenwen looked outside the corridor, sat on the boy's lap again and asked, "Is it too heavy for me to press my legs?"

"No." Zhou Jing smiled and said, "But your big butt pressing on my face is a bit suffocating."

"I don't have any, don't laugh."

Yang Wenwen's face suddenly turned red to her ears, and she lowered her head and said with difficulty.

"Hey, I love you so much, silly wife, why are you so shy? This is the most normal life for a couple."

Zhou Jing kissed Yang Wenwen's ear and said.

"Then you always laugh at me."

Yang Wenwen buried her face in the boy's neck and bit it.

"But I really like that, like every bit of you, from your hair to your toes, s***."

Zhou Jing kissed Yang Wenwen on the forehead and whispered something.

"How bad."

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Women don’t love men who are not bad. Zhou Jing, an experienced man, has proved this many times.

As long as you can make the other person happy, it’s okay to be a little bad, it may even have a better effect.

The community square is very lively in the summer evenings, with children chasing and playing, some riding bicycles, some playing with water guns, and adults playing badminton on the badminton court or basketball on the basketball court. It is full of the atmosphere of life.

“I wonder if there are any second-hand houses for sale in this neighborhood.”

Yang Wenwen likes the neighborhood where she rents a house now. It is very close to high schools, junior high schools, elementary schools and kindergartens, which will make it very convenient for her children to go to school in the future.

"Pay more attention."

Second-hand houses near the Experimental Middle School are probably more expensive than new houses in the suburbs, but that’s not a problem for Zhou Jing.

It was almost seven twenty when Yang Wenwen got up and went to school first. Two minutes after she left, Zhou Jing also went to school.

When they met in the office, Zhou Jing put his hand into the back pocket of Yang Wenwen's tight jeans and scratched it. There was math tutoring in the evening, and after class Zhou Jing took the math review materials to the classroom.

"The basketball game is over, so get your mind back on track. There's less than a month left in the first year of high school, and we're almost in our second year. I have one word for you: be steady. Don't be so impetuous like before."

Zhou Jing picked up a piece of chalk and wrote the word "stable" on the blackboard, and then began to explain the exercises.

Yang Wenwen came out of the classroom of Class 3, Grade 1, and slowly passed outside Class 2, Grade 1, listening to the boy's explanation while walking.

After the first evening self-study get out of class, Zhou Jing went to the office to drink some water. Gu Jia went back early and Yang Wenwen was not in the office either. Zhou Jing sat in the office until he went to the classroom for class. There are usually two evening self-study tutoring classes, with the teacher teaching for one period and the students studying on their own for the other. In the second period, Zhou Jing finished explaining the remaining questions from the previous class and let the students study on their own.

"Teacher Zhou, the college entrance examination results are out, how did our school perform?"

"I don't know. The statistics haven't been released yet. The first place in science at Experimental Middle School scored 675, and the first place in liberal arts scored 640. The provincial science champion scored 712, and the liberal arts champion scored 681. The municipal science champion scored 680, and the liberal arts champion scored 645."

The college entrance examination results came out today, and Zhou Jing watched the news.

"If you get 680 in science, you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University."

"Taking 712 in science is simply a beast."

"The top scorer in science scored 141 in Chinese, 148 in mathematics, 148 in foreign language, and 275 in comprehensive science."

"Mr. Zhou scored 145 in math and 270 in comprehensive science. His main weaknesses were in Chinese and foreign languages."

"Truly outstanding people have no weaknesses." Zhou Jing does not want to undermine students' confidence. Whether a child's grades are good or not is not just about how much effort they put in.

In addition to hard work, what is more important is one's own talent and the educational resources enjoyed since childhood. Children who have been studying in small counties cannot get the top score in the imperial examination no matter how hard they study. The places in Tsinghua University and Peking University are basically monopolized by the provincial key high schools.

During the third evening study period, Zhou Jing drove the car to a corner in the parking lot and sent a text message to Yang Wenwen.

Yang Wenwen came out of the classroom and went to the toilet in the playground. She looked around and went to the parking lot, found Zhou Jing's car, got in, and gently closed the door.

"We work together, but we don't have time to spend time together during the day."

Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen and kissed her on the face.

Yang Wenwen smiled and kissed the boy's ear and said, "We're together every day, but you still miss me so much?"

"Yes, I wish I could stick with you all the time. I love you so much, dear Yang."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's face and said.

Before Zhou Jing said the last two words, Yang Wenwen took the initiative to kiss the boy.

At first, Yang Wenwen thought that the boy was just acting on impulse and would leave her after satisfying his curiosity and calming down. After all, there was a seven-year age difference between them and she had a child. She was mentally prepared from the beginning. Even if the boy calmed down and "regained his sanity", she would not blame him. She even thought about taking the initiative to withdraw and part ways amicably. In any case, she was very happy and joyful during the days with the boy.

I didn't expect that the boy would still be so loyal to her after half a year.

"I'll eat for a while."

After a moment, Zhou Jing's gaze moved to below Yang Wenwen's neck.

"More greedy than CC."

Yang Wenwen pursed her lips after saying this.

"I'm greedy anyway, treat me the same as CC." Zhou Jing whispered in Yang Wenwen's ear: "mm."

"You're bad."

Yang Wenwen pinched the boy's lips while laughing and crying.

"Is it hot?"

Zhou Jing stopped teasing Yang Wenwen and unbuttoned her shirt to let her cool down.

Yang Wenwen looked outside the car and tapped the boy's head lightly with her fingers.

After sitting in the car for more than twenty minutes, Yang Wenwen buttoned her shirt, took some paper, and got off to go to the toilet.

Zhou Jing looked at his cell phone in the car and got off after Yang Wenwen walked away. He hung on the horizontal bar to stretch his muscles, did a dozen pull-ups, put his cell phone and wallet on the steps, walked to the middle of the parallel bars, grabbed two parallel bars with both hands, stood upside down and moved on them with his hands.

"Be careful."

Yang Wenwen, who came out of the bathroom, was stunned.

"It's easier to go up than to go down. What should I do if I can't come down?"

Zhou Jing acted as if he was in a dilemma.

"What should I do?"

Yang Wenwen didn't know how to help the boy.

Zhou Jing moved to one end and slowly lowered his center of gravity.

"You're in great shape."

Yang Wenwen thought to herself, no wonder he was so troublesome.

The boy came down safely, and Yang Wenwen turned around and walked to the classroom.

Zhou Jing picked up his phone and wallet, went outside the classroom and looked out the window into the office. There was no one else in the office. Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen were chatting on the computer, exchanging glances from time to time.

Some things that cannot be said verbally can be said through messaging.

[(Knock knock knock) Then why don’t you teach me?]

Yang Wenwen replied while biting her lip.

Zhou Jing: [At first I didn’t know anything, but you were the one who taught me]

Yang Wenwen: [Not at all]

Zhou Jing: [It turns out that women who like to change their minds also like to turn their backs on their own ideas]

Yang Wenwen was so angry that she wanted to strangle the boy.

Zhou Jing: [Checking the student dormitories at night, how about living in the school afterwards]

(End of this chapter)