The president's private treasure

  The monthly exam is over, and Tian Xue feels like she's been stripped of a layer of skin. She returns to the villa and collapses onto the sofa.

  Zhang's mother brought over the watermelon, and Wanqing sat on one side elegantly eating it. Tianxue got up: "Is there any uncut? I want to use a spoon to dig in and eat!"

  "Alright! Alright!" Zhang's mother liked her lively appearance and smiled, "I'll cut it in half, you and Miss Wanqing each have a half?"

  "I don't want it," Wanqing said. "I won't be able to finish eating it."

  "Less ladylike!" Tian Xue hugged her pillow and leaned to one side, her slender white legs propped up on the sofa.

  "You're the real lady." Yan Qing said. She still had this bit of self-awareness. Mu Tian Xue, no matter what, was a young mistress worth a thousand gold coins. The education she received from a young age made her elegance and nobility emanate from within, even when throwing a tantrum, her temperament wouldn't disappear, only change - into a kind of momentum.

  Tian Xue gave her a glance, relaxed her limbs and blew air conditioning.

  Zhang's mother brought over a watermelon, she excitedly took it and used a spoon to scoop out a mouthful, saying with glee: "It's really sweeter!"

  She looked at her with a puzzled expression, hadn't she eaten like this before?

  Tian Xue ate a few bites, suddenly remembered something, put down the watermelon and ran towards the kitchen.

  "Zhang Ma!" Tian Xue tugged at Zhang Ma's hem like a child looking for an adult to coax, "Is there still watermelon?"

  "What's wrong?"

  "Give me one!" Tian Xue hastily went to find, took it out from the refrigerator, placed it on the chopping board, waited until it wouldn't roll around, she raised her long knife and poised it in the middle, ready to cut.

  "Miss, what are you doing? Be careful or you'll hurt yourself!"

  I'm cutting watermelon.

  "If you don't hold onto it, it will run away." A gentle voice came from the doorway.

  "Mind your own business! You think you're the only one who knows anything!"

  She leaned against the door frame: "I've bought groceries and cooked meals. You may know about brand-name fashion, but I really do know more than you when it comes to kitchen affairs."

  Tian Xue's face changed, her hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and she seemed to be thinking of something, as if she was a bit conflicted. After a moment, she pressed one hand on the watermelon and chopped down with the other.

  With a loud crash, it was cut in half. But the half that wasn't held down by her almost rolled to the ground, luckily Zhang's mother caught it just in time.

  Tian Xue hugged him over, his tone still with residual resentment: "Thank you!"

  "No, I don't dare..." Zhang's mother muttered, putting away the watermelon knife, afraid they would start fighting. Even other knives were quietly moved out of reach.

  Tian Xue found two spoons and inserted them into the watermelon, holding one in each hand. She took two steps forward, feeling that the watermelon was about to run away, so she hastily called out to Wan Qing: "Hold it for me!"

  Wanqing reached out to take that half-large one, but Tianxue handed her the smaller half instead, and then strode out of the villa with large steps.

  She followed her into the garage behind the villa, where several luxury cars were parked. The sound of washing and men's conversation came from inside.

  "Are you going to drive for the rest of your life?"

  "It's good enough to be appreciated by the president."

  "I don't really care, after all I'm just a high school student, but you..."

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