Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family

Chapter 66: Help Is Coming

When Qi Mo got off work and returned home, he hadn't even made it to the living room before he heard Sheng Mumu's voice.

"No, again, follow me and read it -"

Walking past the foyer, he saw Sheng Mumu smacking a paper fan on Qi Shaobai's head.

"You read it wrong, again."

Qi Shaobai slowly turned his head, and saw Qi Mo who had just gotten home.

He didn't expect that at seventeen, he would still get hit for not being able to recite words.

He felt both ashamed and helpless, but deep down he knew Sheng Mumu was doing this for his own good and didn't dare to talk back.

However, when he looked at his dad, his eyes unavoidably held a hint of pleading.

Qi Shaobai was very clear that his cold dad wouldn't help him.

But he still stubbornly tried asking:

"Dad, there's a limited edition Lego set I've wanted to buy but haven't been able to get. Can you ask Assistant Dong to help me find one?"

Sheng Mumu's eyes narrowed slightly as she clasped Qi Shaobai's head, forcibly turning it back and glaring at him:

"What's that about? Even if the King of Heaven himself came, you still have to learn these grammar rules today."

"Don't try to change the subject."

"Come on, let me test you again..."

Qi Shaobai: "..."

Qi Mo's eyes curved up slightly, but he didn't say anything.

He calmly took off his suit jacket, draped it over his arm, and headed upstairs with light footsteps.

Qi Shaobai took a deep breath and resigned himself to reality.

As expected.

His dad wouldn't take his side.

...

Ten minutes later.

Sheng Mumu finally understood how difficult it was to be a teacher.

Especially when dealing with a student like Qi Shaobai.

She could clearly feel that.

Qi Shaobai didn't lack the ability to learn English well, he was fundamentally opposed to it.

She secretly thought that she needed to find an opportunity to properly talk with Little Qi and get to the bottom of why he was so prejudiced against this subject. Only when he eliminated those feelings from his heart and found motivation could his grades possibly improve.

While Sheng Mumu was pondering this, Qi Shaobai was still holding sticky notes, checking example sentences from the study guide, and forcing this bitter medicine into his head.

His expression was growing more and more pained.

Suddenly, his phone screen lit up.