The Daily Life of a Tutor in a Wealthy Family

Innocent CEO Top vs. Flirtatious and Mischievous Bottom #From Tutor to Young Master’s Aunt-by-Marriage# While working part-time, Zhang Qiao witnessed a scene of bravery outside the store and ended up picking up a mute child. The child’s family soon arrived in a luxury car with assistants, exuding an air of wealth. Zhang Qiao took one look from afar and walked away, calling a friend outside the police station: “Found a kid, looks loaded. A reward? Better be five figures at least.” Unexpectedly, he turned around and came face-to-face with the child’s guardian. Up close, the man was strikingly handsome, dressed in a well-tailored three-piece suit that perfectly matched Zhang Qiao’s taste—except for the icy glare directed at him. * Their second meeting happened below Zhang Qiao’s rundown apartment building. After feeding stray cats, he turned to find a man standing behind him, his refined suit clashing with the shabby surroundings. The man, who turned out to be the boy’s uncle, requested Zhang Qiao be his nephew’s tutor. Zhang Qiao didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he lowered his head to light a cigarette. A flickering orange glow danced between his fingers as he studied the man through the curling smoke, his lips curling into a teasing smirk. “I only have a high school diploma. You sure?” * If he had any other choice, Qin Yihang wouldn’t have sought out Zhang Qiao. But his mute nephew, Qin Xiaoman, was unusually timid, and Zhang Qiao was one of the rare people the boy had warmed up to. Even through the smoke, Qin Yihang could see Zhang Qiao had a strikingly beautiful face—pale skin, crescent eyes when he smiled, a dimple on one cheek, making him look sweet and innocent. But that bold, unrestrained gaze made Qin Yihang deeply uncomfortable. Later, when Zhang Qiao discovered his birth mother’s identity and left for abroad, Qin Yihang chased after him, finding him feverish and shivering on a snowy foreign street. He took him back to the hotel and cared for him tenderly. To the receptionist, Qin Yihang declared firmly, “I’m his boyfriend.” To Zhang Qiao’s birth mother, he stated coldly, “I’m his fiancé.” Zhang Qiao, overhearing both, smirked. “Promoted yourself twice in one day? Impressive, CEO Qin.” Whether due to the cold or not, Qin Yihang’s ears reddened slightly. Hugging Zhang Qiao’s icy feet to his chest, he murmured gruffly, “So, do you approve?” **【Mini Theater】** After moving into the Qin family as Qin Xiaoman’s live-in tutor, Zhang Qiao soon witnessed the boy speak for the first time—though haltingly, the word “Uncle” nearly moved Qin Yihang to tears. Zhang Qiao asked Qin Xiaoman, “What do you call me then?” Qin Xiaoman stammered, “Un… cle…” Zhang Qiao flicked his forehead lightly. “Silly kid, calling everyone ‘uncle’?” Qin Xiaoman looked up at him with a dopey smile. Much later, when Qin Xiaoman could speak fluently, he rushed to Zhang Qiao and yelled excitedly, “Auntie!”