The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 22: Purpose

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Purpose

Rong Xian’an wiped his face, forced to accept his intervention.

There were still outsiders present, he couldn’t lose his dignity.

After calming down, he began introductions.

"This is Mr. Bai, Bai Su, starting today he will be your family tutor."

After speaking, he pointed at Rong Zhi, with a hint of frustration, "This is my third child, Rong Zhi, I’ll leave him to you, Mr. Bai."

Bai Su?

Rong Zhi’s eyes held a trace of amusement, his lips slightly curled.

Bai Su responded leisurely, chatting with Rong Xian’an in a relaxed manner, "Alright, Mr. Rong, I will teach the Third Young Master well."

Rong Xian’an was quite impressed with him, nodded at his words, and looked at Rong Zhi, who was still idly playing with his hand beads, with a stern brow, "Hurry up and thank Mr. Bai!"

Rong Zhi glanced up but said nothing.

Seeing Rong Xian’an’s face darkening, about to reprimand him, Bai Su immediately interrupted gently: "Mr. Rong."

He chuckled lightly, "Didn’t Mr. Rong just say you have things to attend to? I’ll take the Third Young Master down for lessons then, no need to interrupt."

Rong Xian’an glared at Rong Zhi before turning to Bai Su and nodding, "Alright, thank you, Mr. Bai."

He indeed had matters to attend to, otherwise he would have reprimanded Rong Zhi.

After Rong Xian’an left.

Bai Su used the white porcelain lid to gently stir the tea, brushing off the green leaves on top, and through the light mist, looked towards the boy whose eyes carried a teasing hint.

"Mr. Bai?" The boy’s voice was slightly raspy, appropriately seductive and alluring, "Haven’t seen you in a few days, Mr. Bai, changing names now? Hmm?"

The ’hmm’ unconsciously rose in pitch, lazy and carefree, making people itch.

Bai Su, or Bai Su, laughed lazily, stretching his tone lightly, "That’s not important."

"What’s important is, now I am your teacher, shouldn’t the Third Young Master first call me Teacher Bai?"

Rong Zhi was not interested in engaging with him.

She toyed with the Buddha Beads, her brow slightly raised, "Before calling you teacher, shouldn’t Mr. Bai first explain his purpose for approaching me?"

Bai Su unusually silent for two seconds.

Rong Zhi leaned back, her eyes holding a gentle smile, with a hint of subtle mockery hidden within.

——Let her think, this person first followed her, then inexplicably approached her, trying all sorts of ways to get close, and now eagerly coming to be her teacher, for what reason?

She isn’t naïve enough to be unable to discern intentions, it’s evident who approaches unconditionally and who with motives.

And Bai Su, conveniently belonged to the latter.

Being questioned, Bai Su wasn’t annoyed, instead leisurely sipped the rich-flavored tea, his peach-blossom eyes veiling in a misty haze, water reflecting emotions.

"Purpose?" His thin lips slightly curved, showcasing charm, "The Third Young Master is overthinking, I’m merely the family tutor invited by Mr. Rong, there’s no other purpose."

...Really?

Was she truly overthinking?

Rong Zhi’s eyes narrowed slightly, her slender fingers tapping her forehead, she looked towards the man whose features were clean and elegant, slowly curling her lips.

...

During dinner, to celebrate Rong Meng successfully becoming Master Jing’s prospective disciple, Ying Man specially had the servants prepare a table of good dishes.

She was pleased, even Rong Zhi, who sat without manners, appeared much more agreeable in her eyes.

Halfway into the meal.

Rong Meng casually asked, "Dad, since we’ve found a tutor for my brother, when is he planning to go to school? Which school will he attend?"

Rong Xian’an was sipping soup, and indifferently replied, "His grandfather found the school, same as you, attending Mingwu High School."

With this statement, the atmosphere at the dining table shifted slightly.

Rong Meng’s smile slightly stiffened, then she lightly smiled, "Mingwu High School is great, my brother and I both entered with top five scores before admission, I wonder what rank my brother achieved?"

Beijing has plenty of high schools, but the best must be Mingwu High School, ranked among the top five nationwide, every year brings new students through entrance exams, those admitted are typically top students or academic prodigies.

Rong Meng had given her all to achieve the top rank back then, bringing great pride to the Rong Family.

She worked hard to get into Mingwu High School, Rong Zhi was simply chosen by the grandfather’s approval, able to attend without even taking the exam, why?

Rong Meng’s eyes flashed with jealousy, lowered her gaze to continue eating, ignoring Rong Xian’an’s dark expression.

"He won’t take the exam." Rong Xian’an frowned.

Rong Zhi had dropped out less than half a semester at Qingqu County High School to work, his academic knowledge was stuck at ninth grade level.

Mingwu High School is prestigious, as famous as the school is the entrance exam comparable to competitions, having Rong Zhi take that exam would be absurd, wouldn’t it?

"He won’t take the exam?" Rong Qichuo glanced at Rong Zhi, his tone heavy, "What got Grandpa thinking this way, every student takes the exam, so why is there an exception for him?"

This was the first time Rong Qichuo voiced something so harsh at home.

Ying Man was momentarily stunned, seeing her son’s expression was extremely bad, she hurriedly placed a piece of braised pork into his bowl, "That’s your Grandpa’s decision, just focus on eating, you shouldn’t be worried with your dad here."

Rong Qichuo’s eyes flashed with coldness, he turned to look at Rong Zhi leisurely drinking soup like a boss, spoke in a subdued voice, "Grandpa has already done so much for you, yet you still remain silent? You’re truly ungrateful."

With a family tutor and a school, if Rong Zhi had any conscience he should’ve reacted somehow, instead of acting like an indifferent bystander!

Rong Zhi finished his soup and gently placed the bowl down, creating a sound like a shattered echo, she slowly lifted her gaze, her tone unhurried, "Since Grandpa isn’t here."

Her gratitude would be directed toward the grandfather, not them.

She pushed away her chair and stood up, her 1.78 meter height made everyone watching her tilt their heads.

Rong Zhi pulled down her sleeve to cover her cold, pale arms, her voice detached, "I will participate in the entrance exam."

Upon finishing, she walked out of the dining room.

Throughout, she uttered two sentences, each shorter and more audacious than the last.

Rong Qichuo could barely restrain the cold smile on his lips, "He’ll take the exam?! Does he even have the ability to say such a thing?"

Rong Meng’s eyes curved slightly, filled with irony.

Her dear brother truly was fearless in ignorance.

...

Five days remain until the entrance exam for Mingwu High School, knowing Rong Zhi wanted to take the exam, Bai Su as the family tutor naturally took up the teaching responsibility.

Except that his student seems uninterested in learning.

"Brother, if you continue to not focus during lessons, don’t blame me for using my ways." Bai Su, holding an electronic pen, finished writing a formula on the blackboard, turned around to see the boy lowering his head, absorbed in his phone, completely ignoring the board.

Rong Zhi unperturbedly pulled out a lollipop, gently unwrapped it with his fingers, extended his hand, smiled, "I have something to attend to today, Teacher Bai, could you allow me to leave early?"

Bai Su squinted slightly, placed down the electronic pen, walked off the podium, rested both hands on the desk’s front edge, leaned slowly closer, gazed into the youth’s fox-like eyes that were outlined by misty shadows, his lips curled slightly.

"Where do you want to go."

Bai Su’s unexpected closeness, Rong Zhi smelled the delightful mix of tobacco and pine snow.

Their breaths entwined, she calmly met Bai Su’s gaze, her lips lightly opened, dragging the tone, "The old residence."

These past days she’s been busy with matters regarding He Songzhi and treating Rong Jiazze’s throat, plus attending classes, it’s only today she had a free moment.

Bai Su raised an eyebrow, his smile deepened, as he lowered his head, took the lollipop straight from Rong Zhi’s hand and rolled it into his mouth, his voice low and mellow, imbued with vague flirtation, "Grape flavor? Quite sweet."

"Considering your bribe, today’s class will end early, come on dear student, let the teacher drive you."