My CEO Husband Can Hear My Inner Thoughts

Chapter 6

"Hello, you must be Mr. Hei?"

Yi Qingju's voice was soft and gentle. She elegantly sat down across from Hei Meilu.

Swallowing his saliva secretly, Hei Meilu was attracted by her beauty and completely forgot about the humiliation he had received from the text message earlier.

He stood up and revealed what he believed to be a refined smile. He stretched out his hand towards Yi Qingju, "Miss Yi, pleased to meet you."

Instead of calling her Mrs. Qi, he addressed her as Miss Yi, treating her like an unmarried young lady.

Even through the human skin, Yi Qingju could smell his ulterior motives.

Without taking his hand, Yi Qingju just smiled politely and sat back down.

The arrogance of a wealthy household was restrained tightly.

Qi Xinian, who had been called down by Auntie Zhang, saw this scene as soon as he came downstairs.

Hei Meilu was not embarrassed. He naturally retracted his hand and sat back down, while praising that the red tea tasted great.

A man chosen by Qi Xinian as the sole family tutor must be no ordinary person.

Having graduated from a top university at a young age of twenties with a doctorate degree, his doctoral thesis was even selected by the Academy of Sciences as an outstanding doctoral dissertation.

He had won numerous awards for his patents.

With such a background, his handsome appearance was even rarer.

He had a gentle scholarly look that would easily make women lower their guard.

He was good looking, no doubt, but not Yi Qingju's type as a big sai mi.

His petite figure looked weak. He probably looked like a child when his pants were off.

Yi Qingju waved at Qi Xinian to the side and introduced, "This is the family tutor recommended by your young uncle. He will come to teach you every day from now on."

Hearing her say "our home", the little dumpling looked up at her with complicated eyes, then spoke seriously to Hei Meilu, "Hello, I am Qi Xinian."

Since it was a tutor introduced by young uncle, he must perform well.

Hei Meilu complimented Qi Xinian, then introduced himself, "Young master, I am your family tutor from now on. My name is Hei Meilu."

From now on I am your stepfather, brat.

Just as Hei Meilu was about to say something more, Yi Qingju suddenly stood up.

"Qi Xinian, take Mr. Hei upstairs to get familiar with the teaching environment."

Qi Xinian nodded, unusually obedient.

Although the little dumpling was young, he understood propriety very well.

No matter how much conflict he had with Yi Qingju, he would not make a joke out of it in front of an outsider.

Hei Meilu's eyes glinted.

The situation was not what he had imagined.

This Yi Qingju, who was merely a backdrop in the book, had an unexpected amount of say in the Qi family.

Not to mention that aunt, even the male protagonist listened to her so much!

It seemed he had to change his plan of pitying the wealthy lady a little.

Women who looked proper on the outside were often the most improper behind the scenes.

He nodded at Yi Qingju with a now assured smile.

After the two went upstairs, she let Auntie Zhang go attend to her own business.

Finishing the remaining red tea, Yi Qingju asked, "To get rid of the transmigrator from this world, is killing them enough?"

The little chirping voice answered, "To kill them. After they die once, the transmigrator's soul will be automatically ejected from this world and the original host will come back."

"But note - when killing the transmigrator, the host cannot do it themselves."

...

Near dusk, Hei Meilu suppressed his impatience and taught Qi Xinian.

He finally obtained a body with high IQ, yet this brat comprehended things instantly without giving him a chance to show off his knowledge. He was bored to death.

"Mr. Hei, please go rest downstairs. I will study more by myself for a while."

Little Qi Xinian sat at the children's study desk without even lifting his head.

This was exactly what Hei Meilu had been waiting for.

He did not need to rigidly maintain his image in front of the young male protagonist.

He promptly nodded with a smile, "Sure, teacher will go downstairs to get some coffee."

Then he got up and walked out, with eagerness in his eyes.

Just as he was about to walk downstairs, the sound of a violin came from the room at the very end of the corridor.

With the original host's knowledge, he recognized this was the theme song of the film "Schindler's List" by Steven Spielberg.

The gentle and winding tune of the violin slowly unfolded following the player's rhythm. The tremolo of the violin gradually became sad and mournful, allowing people to feel the pain and helplessness in the player's heart.

As well as the deep loneliness.

It seemed to dissipate into the gloomy afternoon along with her.

Hei Meilu was unconsciously drawn in. Stepping on the thick carpet, he walked towards the room at the very end step by step.

The violin stopped abruptly at this time.

His mind, which had been bewitched, instantly became clear. He almost impatiently pushed open the door.

"It's the theme song of Schindler's List, right? No matter how much you try to hide your true self usually, I can still hear the loneliness in your playing! Stop trying to bury yourself, Yi--"

He didn't get to finish the last two words.

The person who had had their back facing him slowly turned around.

Revealing that kind, surprised and shy old face.

This person turned out to be the omnipotent housekeeper of the Qi family manor—

Auntie Zhang.

Upon hearing Hei Meilu's words, Auntie Zhang's eyes suddenly moistened. She unconsciously took a step forward, seemingly unable to believe as she said, "Mr. Hei...you actually understood the meaning behind my violin playing?"

"You--"

"Excuse me for disturbing!"

Hei Meilu quickly closed the door. His arm even felt numb for a moment due to his fast movement.

"..."

Humiliation. This was a humiliation he hadn't experienced in his two lifetimes combined!

Wealthy household, violin, gloomy afternoon, and the room at the very end of the corridor.

With these elements combined, the woman behind it turned out not to be Yi Qingju!?

"Achoo--"

"Someone's thinking about me?"

Squatting in the pigpen and observing the castrated piglets, Yi Qingju rubbed her nose.

The little chirping voice suddenly said, "Host, I think I heard the sound of a violin."

Yi Qingju stopped what she was doing and listened quietly for a while, then pulled up the corners of her lips, "Sounds very nice, doesn't it."

"It's Auntie Zhang's playing. Don't underestimate her. Although she's like this now, when she was young she graduated from the music academy. She's highly skilled in various musical instruments. Even that picky Qi Weiran has praised her before."

The little chirping voice exclaimed in surprise, "So amazing! Why doesn't host learn? Little chirp wants to hear you play the violin."

Yi Qingju stroked the little pig's head, "Forget it. Compared to playing the violin I'm more skilled at sh*tting."

Little chirp: "......Please be more elegant."

It immediately changed the subject, "Has host decided how to deal with that Hei Meilu?"

Standing up and brushing the dust off her body, Yi Qingju's eyes glinted cunningly, "Isn't it just getting someone else to do the dirty work?"

"Today is Qi Xinian's first official day of living in the Qi household. Qi Weiran will definitely come back tonight to symbolically have dinner together. And Hei Meilu--"

Before she could finish speaking, a voice came from behind.

"Miss Yi, finally found you."