The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 1265 Life Needs Seasoning

After half an hour.

Liu Xiaofang arrived at the Kunpeng Hotel.

A colleague who knew her saw her and was shocked.

"Liu Xiaofang, weren't you missing?"

"Yes, Liu Xiaofang, you haven't been here for many days. Where have you been these past few days? We all thought you had disappeared."

Liu Xiaofang looked at her colleagues and smiled slightly. "I've encountered some things these past few days."

"Oh, I see. It's good that you're back."

My colleagues are all doing well. Some people started asking with concern.

"Xiaofang, you don't look well. Is something wrong? If so, tell us and we'll definitely help you if we can."

"Yes, Liu Xiaofang, are you having some trouble?"

"I'm fine, thank you everyone."

At this moment, the cleaning manager also came out. When he saw Liu Xiaofang, he was somewhat shocked, but also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Liu Xiaofang, you're finally back! If I hadn't heard from you, I would have called the police immediately."

"Manager, I'm so sorry to have troubled you."

"Alright, alright, it's good that you're back. If there's nothing else, get back to work."

"Mmm." Liu Xiaofang nodded.

I went to my workplace and continued working.

She knew she had to work hard now, or there would be no way out.

. . . . . .

A moment later, her phone rang.

"Hey."

"Xiaofang, this is Shen Qing." Shen Qing's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Cousin Shen Qing, what's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"Are you alright now?" Shen Qing asked. Although she had saved Liu Xiaofang yesterday, Liu Xiaofang had still been through something, so she was still a little worried.

"I'm fine now, I'm back at the hotel working."

"It's good that you're alright. Be careful on your own."

"Uh-huh."

"..."

After exchanging a few more words, Shen Qing hung up the phone.

Hearing Liu Xiaofang say that everything was alright, she felt relieved. Since she had gotten involved in this matter, she wanted to find out the truth.

Shen Qing went downstairs.

It's already afternoon.

I'm planning to find a tutor for An'an and Kang Kang.

Kang Kang's studies cannot be delayed.

She and Yan Bei had other things to do and couldn't tutor An An and Kang Kang with their homework on time.

Therefore, she had to find a tutor for her children's education.

Anyway, I already told Yan Bei yesterday.

She's going to visit the training institution today.

She finished dressing. Just then, Sister Zhang came over.

"Madam, are you going out?"

"Yes. You don't need to cook dinner for my husband and me tonight. We'll eat out."

"Okay, ma'am."

Usually, it's Yan Bei who takes the initiative to suggest going out to eat.

Shen Qing thought for a moment and realized that she couldn't always let Yan Bei bring up everything; she also wanted to bring some joy to their otherwise mundane life.

Shen Qing left the Yan family villa.

We drove to the training institution first.

A well-known training institution in Kyoto.

She parked her car at the entrance.

She stood outside the door and looked inside.

The afternoon sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the training center, casting a warm glow.

The air was filled with a faint aroma of coffee and the smell of ink from paper, creating a professional and tranquil atmosphere.

When Shen Qing pushed open the door, she immediately attracted the attention of the receptionist.

She wore a well-tailored off-white Chanel suit that accentuated her slender yet elegant figure, while a simple diamond necklace around her neck refracted a subtle brilliance in the light.

Her face was adorned with delicate, light makeup, and her eyes were clear and bright, carrying the composure and scrutiny of someone who had long held a position of power. But at this moment, that scrutiny was also tinged with the prudence of a mother.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The receptionist politely stood up.

"Hello, I'd like to inquire about private tutors." Shen Qing's voice was clear and pleasant, and her pace was unhurried.

How many tutors do you need?

“One tutor should be enough,” Shen Qing said. The two children have similar academic performance, so one tutor should suffice.

"Okay, ma'am, please have a seat here."

The receptionist led her to a sofa in the lounge area and offered her a glass of warm water. "Our tutors are all rigorously selected. Do you have any specific requirements for your tutor?"

Shen Qing gracefully crossed her legs, took the water glass, gently rubbed the glass with her fingertips, and pondered for a moment before saying, "I just need a patient and good teacher who can guide students. I don't have many other requirements. I've heard about your reputation. Every teacher is very responsible and the teaching quality is good."

"Understood." The receptionist took notes diligently. "We have several teachers who perfectly match your requirements."

"Have their backgrounds been verified?" Shen Qing frowned slightly; this was her biggest concern. After all, they were people who would be entering the home and interacting with the children.

Shen Qing was still somewhat cautious, after all, she was looking for a tutor for her child, and couldn't just do it casually.

“You can rest assured about that,” the receptionist quickly assured her. “All our teachers hold teaching certificates and have undergone rigorous background checks, including criminal record checks. We will also provide you with detailed resumes and parent reviews for your reference.”

Shen Qing nodded, a satisfied look on her face. "Thank you then. Please give me the teacher's contact information later."

"Okay, I'll have the teacher contact you tonight to schedule a time for your child's in-home tutoring."

"No problem," Shen Qing replied.

Then she stood up.

“The cost is not a problem, but I want the best.” Shen Qing stood up and tidied her slightly disheveled hair.

"Please rest assured, we will do our best to find the best teacher for you." The receptionist respectfully saw her to the door.

Shen Qing nodded in acknowledgment and turned to leave.

The high heels clicked on the ground with a crisp, rhythmic sound, just like her—efficient, precise, and exuding an air of complete confidence.

This important matter is now complete.

Next, she planned to book a restaurant for a nice dinner with Yan Bei that evening; they hadn't eaten out in a long time. So, a mundane life needs a little spice.

She will also gradually learn to add a little spice to her mundane life. This will make her ordinary life more flavorful.

She got into the car, took out her phone, and planned to call the restaurant in advance to reserve a quiet place.

That way, no one will disturb her and Yan Bei's dinner.