Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Soone is Arranging a Match for My Uncle Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Soone is Arranging a Match for My Uncle Tang Li: “…”
Wu Xuehan: “…”
Glancing at the exercise Fu Si was referring to, Tang Li took his calculus textbook, flipped a few pages forward, circled a certain example problem and the knowledge point above it with a pen, then handed the book back to him: “First, read the places I’ve circled on your own; if you don’t understand, then ask .”
Fu Si took the calculus book and, unusually focused, began to work on the problems.
Wu Xuehan sneakily glared at him.
Just as she was about to look away, Tang Li reached out and tapped on her calculus volu II, “Don’t bother looking at him. You got 36 points on your calculus volu I final exam, not much better than him.”
“…” Wu Xuehan felt as if she had been shot in the chest.
Not long after, Fu Si ca back to Tang Li with the book to ask questions.
Wu Xuehan stared blankly from across the table, unable to do anything as she had not finished the problems Tang Li had picked out for her, and could only watch as her “tutor” was whisked away.
Tang Li did not drive Fu Si away.
Teaching one or teaching two made no difference to her.
Besides—
He was, after all, Song Bai Yan’s nephew.
Tang Li explained the knowledge points to him, found an example problem, and made him treat it as an exercise without looking at the answer.
“Is it reliable?” asked Fu Si.
Writing the problem down on a sheet of paper, Tang Li paused upon hearing his doubt: “If you don’t trust , you don’t have to ask.”
“That won’t do, you’re the only top student I know. If I don’t ask you, who would I ask?” Fu Si glanced back to make sure that the driver his mother sent wasn’t watching him, then leaned closer to Tang Li: “I have to review this well today because my uncle is coming back to the Capital tomorrow for dinner at my place, I need to go back.”
Hearing this, Tang Li turned her head to look at him.
Fu Si continued, “Soone is matchmaking for my uncle; the woman will be brought over tomorrow evening.”
He glanced at Tang Li and said, “You should understand, as a man gets older, he’s always pressured to marry and have children. My uncle is also in his thirties; my grandmother has always hoped he’d settle down.”
Tang Li looked at the exercise problem on the white paper, her thoughts clogged; what she once perceived as an easy problem now seed utterly perplexing.
Then, she heard herself asking, “Who’s the woman?”
“It seems to be the real estate tycoon Bo Mingguang’s only daughter, Bo He,” replied Fu Si, nonchalantly flipping through his calculus book. “Actually, I’m not too clear on it either. I overheard my mom ntioning it to my dad last night. She ntioned Bo Mingguang’s daughter. Bo Mingguang has only one child, Miss Bo, who works in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.”
“With my uncle potentially advancing further in his career, there are many won who want to marry him, but very few who truly match him. Looking at it like this, Miss Bo from the Bao Family seems quite compatible with him, both in status and career.”
That afternoon, Tang Li couldn’t rember how she tutored Fu Si and Wu Xuehan until she got back to her dorm, with Fu Si’s words echoing in her mind.
Soone wanted to set Song Bai Yan up with a match.
It sounded like a good thing.
After all… as Fu Si had said, Song Bai Yan had passed the age of thirty.
As an elder who had taken good care of her, she should be happy if he was to marry.
In her past life, Song Bai Yan was still unmarried at 36.
She didn’t know if anyone had introduced Miss Bo to him in her past life.
In those years, her eyes and heart were only for Han Jifeng; she couldn’t see any other n, even if one was the Head of State, naturally, she also wouldn’t know if there were any won by Song Bai Yan’s side.
At night, lying in her bed, Tang Li’s thoughts were inexplicably chaotic.
She took out her cellphone.
Staring at the dark screen for a long while, she eventually shoved the cellphone back under her pillow.
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