The next afternoon, Xu Mumu went to Du Yu's house again.
Seeing Xu Mumu, Du Yu looked distressed. Right now, he didn't want to see her; the homework she left him yesterday made him pull out an unknown amount of his hair.
What goddess? Xu Mumu was definitely not his goddess anymore; she was too terrifying.
Yet his mom was very satisfied with Xu Mumu, thinking that the tutor her son found finally proved useful.
"Take out your homework and let me see," Xu Mumu said to Du Yu.
"Mumu, how about we skip tutoring? Learning this stuff is so painful," Du Yu said, looking at Xu Mumu with a headache.
"Is that what your mother thinks?" Xu Mumu slightly raised an eyebrow. Mrs. Qin was outside looking at some documents, which showed she cared about Du Yu's academic performance.
"My mom, of course, wants me to have tutoring," Du Yu lost his confidence instantly.
