Duan Yuhui was stunned, unable to recover for a long while.
Mu Zi was right again...
Since Xiang Cheongna moved into that house and lived a closed life with her children, the tutor's small actions have also increased.
Sometimes bending over to pick up things in front of him, revealing the beauty of his chest, sometimes the clothes were wetted by water, highlighting the curve of the body.
Once or twice, he would think it was accidental, but the more the frequency, he would feel that the tutor was restless. Such a clumsy seduce trick was really difficult for him.
Besides, he is anxious about his wife and daughter. How can he be in the mood to flirt with other women?
Duan Yuhui is conceited to be an upright gentleman. Although he feels that this female teacher is behaving badly, he pretends to be unaware of her son's attachment to her and did not dismiss her.
Thinking about it now, she would bend over to pick up things, it seems that because her son's toy happened to fall, and the clothes got wet, she was hit by a water gun while playing with her son...
...Is it a coincidence?
His innocent and lovely son once asked him: "Dad, does my mother want me?"
He comforted his son: "Mom is just sick..."
"If my mother doesn't want me anymore, can you marry Teacher Youyou and be my mother?"
His son's Tongyan Tongyu made him laugh, but now that the remarks of contacting Mu Zi, if you think about it carefully, it is creepy.
"I didn't expect that you would fire the tutor." Mu Zi said, "But I guess it was not your intention to fire her, right?"
Duan Yuhui was silent, looking at Mu Zi in front of him with a complicated expression.
From the moment she walked into this room, she was in control of the whole situation. He was roaring, angry, shocked here, all emotions were in her expectation, so she was always calm...
Duan Yuhui's heart was heavy, his chest was like a boulder, and he was choked with breath.
It is indeed the son's meaning to dismiss the tutor...
"I know what she taught, and I don't like her forcing me to eat vegetable salad, I like potato salad." The son said to him.
At that time he smiled and said: "The teacher teaches you not to be picky eaters."
Having said that, he dismissed the tutor according to his son's wishes.
So, what is going on here? ... Is he being manipulated by his eight-year-old son?
Duan Yuhui twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression ugly.
Mu Zi said: "I haven't said it because there is no evidence. I think this is probably Ms. Xiang's scruples. I can't say it, even I can't believe it...I am afraid of wronging the child, and afraid of anger You, so you can only endure it with fear."
"These... are all your guesses." Duan Yuhui was a bit muddled, and said in a dry voice, "...not necessarily true."
Mu Zi was silent for a moment, and replied: "Actually, wanting evidence is very simple. I have a hundred ways to test it out, but I don't want to do that. Mr. Duan, I can only investigate the case, but I can't give an eight-year-old. Sentences for children of China, how to raise the children, you are the father, more authoritative than anyone."
The conversation between the two ended here.
On the other side, the female lawyer brought by Qu Mingjun and Duan Yuhui argued for a long time, but no result was reached, neither of them was willing to give in.
If no agreement can be reached, this divorce case is bound to face further disputes in court.
Before leaving, Mu Zi said to Duan Yuhui: "I have a good friend who has been invited to your home as a guest recently. If Master Duan invites her again next time, I sincerely hope that you will refuse. Master Duan should be looking for a new mother. , I really don’t want to see my good friend become one of the candidates."
Duan Yuhui knew that Mu Zi was talking about Zhuang Jia.
He was silent, taking this to heart...