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    Rong Jiashang entered the house in the dark, smelling of alcohol.  He threw his coat on the back of the armchair and was about to turn on the lamp on the table when he suddenly saw through the window that the light in the room facing him in the west wing was on.  The figure of the governess was walking about the house.

    The room with the lights on in the dark night is so eye-catching, like a glowing gem box, and every move inside is clearly visible.

    Feng Shizhen half-twisted her hair and wore a light white Western-style nightgown.  The light shines through the thin fabric, outlining the girl's youthful and graceful waist curve, and her round breasts are faintly visible under the collar.

    What is this woman doing?

    She thought no one could see her if she lived on the roof?

    Young Master Rong reached out to ring the bell. He wanted to ask his aunt to remind the other party, so that he could take the opportunity to humiliate him.  But when his hand touched the bell, he stopped again.

    The woman seemed to be dancing.

    Xu raised his hands, jumped in his steps, and spun lightly.  It was as if an invisible lover was embracing her and dancing with her.

    The autumn night is quiet, the stars are vast in the sky, and the light flows through eternity and thousands of years, and is projected on the retina.  There seems to be a silent dance music floating in the air, melodious and graceful, making people's hearts ready to move.  Under the dim light, the girl in the white dress looks like a lady in a Western oil painting, graceful and clear, full of the original and natural beauty of women.

    The long hair she held was suddenly spread out and draped over her shoulders.  Feng Shizhen stopped, gathered his hair again, braided it into a fluffy braid, and put it on his chest.  She did not continue dancing, but leaned against the window, staring at the vast night in a daze.

    Rong Jiashang sat in the darkness for a while, then stood up, closed the curtains, and turned on the light.

    Almost immediately, there was the sound of the curtains being hurriedly closed from the opposite side.

    Rong Jiashang imagined the woman's hurried and embarrassed expression, and smiled lightly in a low voice.

    I will probably never see the beautiful scenery just now again.

    After breakfast the next day, Feng Shizhen sat in the study room with his textbooks, waiting for the students to come to class.

    Rong Fanglin and Rong Fanghua entered the study room a few minutes early, both carrying their own textbooks and fully prepared.

    The two of them previously studied at Qingxin Girls¡¯ School, which was also a very excellent girls¡¯ school.  In the first half of the year, there was a bout of typhoid fever in the school. Unfortunately, both girls were infected. It took them two months to recover, but they fell behind in their homework.  Rong Fanglin was very strong and wanted to enter the Chinese and Western Girls' School, so she pestered Mrs. Rong to suspend her studies. She planned to work hard at home for half a year and directly enroll in the Chinese and Western Girls' School next spring.

    Feng Shizhen took out the test questions that he had prepared a long time ago, asked the two girls to take them, and then commented and analyzed them one by one.

    "Fang Lin, you memorize a lot of words, but your grammar is a bit weak. So you usually speak fluently, but you can't get high marks in exam papers. Fang Hua is just the opposite. You still need to memorize more words."

    The two girls nodded repeatedly.  Rong Fanghua also temporarily put aside her jealousy against Feng Shizhen and listened carefully to her explanation of the textbook.

    The clock ticked from eight o'clock to half past nine, and Young Master Rong was still hard to find.  Feng Shizhen waited for a long time and finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, can't you come today if you have something to do?"

    Rong Fanglin sneered and said: "Eldest brother went to play with brother Yunchi last night and didn't come back until very late. I'm afraid he hasn't gotten up yet. Sister-in-law Kang, go see if the eldest young master is up?"

    Mrs. Kang responded outside the study and hurried away.

    Another half an hour later, Feng Shizhen had finished his class. When the two female students packed up their textbooks and were about to leave, the door to the study room was suddenly pushed open, and Young Master Rong walked in expressionlessly.

    Today, he is wearing a light smoke-colored Chinese-style long coat. He looks tall and graceful, and he has the demeanor of a handsome young man in poetry.

    Rong Fanglin snorted mockingly and glanced at Feng Shizhen, indicating that his guess was indeed correct.

    Rong Jiashang suddenly turned to Rong Fanglin and said, "Sister, if you have a cold, go take medicine."

    Rong Fanglin¡¯s pretty face flushed with anger, she shook her head and ran away.  Rong Fanghua was a little afraid of this moody elder brother, so she shrank her neck and ran away.

    Feng Shizhen put away the draft paper on the desk and said, "Young Master, you are two hours late."

    Rong Jiashang walked over slowly, pulled out the chair and sat down. He picked up a piece of draft paper and looked at it, raising a disdainful smile at the corner of his gentle mouth.

    "Mr. Feng did not come here specifically for class. What difference does it make if I come to class or not?"

    Feng Shizhen said calmly: "My wife invited me to teach. I received a salary, so I naturally have to fulfill my obligations. If the young master doesn't want to listen to my lectures, you can also??Don't understand me.  Military school doesn't just teach us how to shoot and walk.  "

    "I don't need to know your level of knowledge." Feng Shizhen said calmly, "I just need to show you my skills. When the time comes, you will judge for yourself whether I am qualified to teach you. If you think I am not qualified, I  Resign immediately, without hesitation!"

    Rongjia folded his hands, and his curiosity and competitiveness were successfully aroused.

    "Ms. Feng is very confident in herself. How do you plan to prove yourself?"

    Feng Shizhen spread his hands and said, "I'm here to teach English, French and mathematics. You can choose to take the same test as me."

    Rong Jiashang raised his eyebrows and said, "Mathematics. How do you plan to prove it yourself?"

    This choice was exactly what Feng Shizhen wanted.  There was a smile in her eyes, she bent down and took out something from her schoolbag, and showed it.

    That¡¯s a set of playing cards!

    Like a shooting star streaking across the silent night sky, Rong Jiashang's originally cold eyes were instantly lit up, and the excitement that only comes when meeting a challenger appeared on his face, which added to his already handsome and handsome face.  A breathtaking beauty.

    Feng Shizhen asked: "Blackjack, bridge, or Texas hold'em?"

    "Bridge." Rong Jiashang said without thinking.

    Feng Shizhen smiled slightly and turned his palms in a please gesture.  Rong Jiashang unhurriedly unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled them up to his elbows, and sat down opposite Feng Shizhen.

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s fair and slender fingers deftly removed the big and small queens, shuffled the cards twice skillfully, and dealt the cards.

    "If we win two out of three games, let the young master be the banker."

    "Cheng Rong." Rong Jia raised her lips, showed a dazzling smile, and stretched out her hand.

    The sun was shining high, the long tree shadows gradually shortened, and the light pattern shining on the study floor retreated.  The dry and warm wind of early autumn blew in through the open window, lifting the thin gauze curtains and blowing through the hair of the people in the house, but it could not dissipate the strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the house.

    There is a fight that is comparable to a fight going on here.  Feng Shizhen is like a snake, Rong Jiashang is like a fox, they meet on a narrow road, miss each other, and get entangled together, trying desperately to bite each other's lifeline.

    Rong Jia took the lead in the last step, and Feng Shizhen took the lead. He pressed forward step by step and won the first game.  Rong Jiashang was forced into a desperate situation and performed exceptionally to get the score back.  Feng Shizhen, however, was very calm and played his cards methodically in his own way, like a snake biting the enemy, wrapping it tightly, tightening it little by little, squeezing the air out of the opponent's chest, and feeling the prey's heartbeat relax a little bit.  Slowly until it stops.

    A thin trickle of sweat broke out from the tip of Rong Jiashang's straight nose, and a thin blush appeared on his fair face, just like the clouds dyed with the first ray of sunshine, adding an unspeakable color to his appearance.

    He is trying to save and escape from Feng Shizhen.  But this woman, who was like a spring breeze, had an extremely tough and ruthless hand. She bit him and wouldn't let go, devouring his lower abdomen inch by inch.

    After the last round, you already know the outcome without counting the points.

    Rong Jia clenched her teeth, let out a long breath silently, stood up, and walked aside to pour some water.

    Feng Shizhen calmly wiped the sweat from his forehead and put the cards in order.

    Amidst the sound of shuffling cards, Rong Jiashang stood under the window and looked at this woman seriously for the first time.

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s face is beautiful and dignified, with a quiet beauty that makes it easy for people to think of her as a gentle and weak woman.  However, Rong Jiashang saw that there was a powerful soul behind this woman. She showed her face in today's fight, making him feel as intimidating as a man.

    When you meet your opponent in chess, a strong desire to conquer climbs up your spine, as if an electric current is passing through, causing your heart to beat out of control.

    Feng Shizhen put away the cards, stood up, and smiled brightly at Rong Jiashang: "Thank you, young master, for your permission."

    Rong Jiashang swallowed the tea and reluctantly whispered: "You are superior, I am convinced that you lost. You can stay, I won't say anything to my wife."

    "Thank you, young master." Feng Shizhen smiled brightly, his eyes filled with awe, "Then, please come to class on time tomorrow."

    Rong Jiashang nodded, still a little unhappy, and turned his head to look out the window at the blue sky.

    Feng Shizhen packed his schoolbag and walked lightly to the door of the study.

    When she put her hand on the doorknob, she paused for a moment, turned to Rong Jiashang and said, "I haven't met a strong opponent like you for a long time. I was the president of the bridge club of Jinling Women's University, and I led the team in the university bridge club.  Kill everyone in the alliance and become the king. You deserve to lose, Rong Jia goes up."

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s expression changed, and he turned around, only to see Feng Shizhen¡¯s retreating back.  #####(Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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