Chapter 62 Give Him A Wipe of Red
Cutting the kite was indeed Smith's idea, so it seemed reasonable that Jane made the oblique accusation against him because of this.
Sitting on the chair, Smith replied without changing his expression under Justin's unremitting gaze, "You are indeed wrong and she is right. You should admit it honestly."
Justin was so surprised that Smith wasn't on his side this time.
Jane also held her breath anxiously. When she heard what Smith said, she was secretly relieved and added quietly, "And you should not use others to realize what you want next time."
Justin didn't refute her hastily and looked at Smith again. Smith said plainly, "Why do you look at me? You defend yourself if you have the reason."
Justin was speechless as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat. He was originally in the right before, but he had nothing to say to defend himself because Smith didn't help him now.
Smith said, "Cut it this time. We should make the most of it."
With Jane's help and guidance, Justin made the kite by himself, which was relatively good.
Smith said, "Have a try."
Smith could see the excited smile on Justin's face from a dozen meters away. Jane also smiled, silently packing up the things on the table.
She said, "Mr. Smith, I've got to go."
It was Saturday, and Jane had no class in the afternoon. That's why she stayed with the Smith family for such a long time. If it was the other day, she would have no time to play with Justin like today.
Smith stood up and said, "Okay."
She didn't think Smith would give her a lift. When she got into his car once again, Jane thought to herself, "Fortunately, my accident insurance has already come into effect."
On the way back to the city, Smith took the initiative to say, "Thank you."
Jane's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head to look at him.
Smith said, "Justin is wary of others and has a guard in his heart, so he rarely gets along with people outside the family. Thank you for caring about him."
Jane was a little surprised and quickly replied to him, "You're welcome. This is what I should do."
Smith looked straight and said with a blank expression, "You are not supposed to do anything. I will remember the way you treat him, and at least you can turn to me if you need my help in the future."
If Smith said such words to someone in S City, it was undoubted that the person would be trouble-free in the future. Jane didn't expect that he would be moved because she made the kite with Justin.
Jane didn't want to be hypocritical, so she said directly, "Thank you, Mr. Smith."
The car stopped at the Forward Education. Jane thanked him, unbuckled the seat belt, and got out. Smith took a glance casually and subconsciously called out, "Wait a minute."
Jane still got out of the car. She turned around, but when she was about to ask Smith what was the matter, she saw in the corner of her eyes a small patch of blood on the milk-white passenger seat. The blood was stretched because of her movement, which was clear to see.
She suddenly changed her expression, using the bag to cover behind, while saying, "Sorry..." She quickly blushed at the same time.
Smith said, "Get in the car."
Jane stood by the car with hesitation. He said again: "Get in. There is some on your pants."
Hearing the words, Jane's pink face went pinker, and her neck even became pink together.
Smith at once turned around to get a bag from the back seat and took out a dark blue satin shirt from the bag, spreading it on the passenger seat.
Jane got in the car, and off they went again.
It was silent in the car, and Jane tried to calm down, saying "I'm sorry, Mr. Smith. I will go to wash the car when it is convenient for you."
Smith said, "No need."
Jane scolded herself in her heart. She had never lost face like this. She felt that she would get her period in recent days, so she used the pads. However, the pads didn't work. She was embarrassed to leave the blood on Smith's car seat. She would rather lose face in the office than do it in front of Smith.
Jane didn't know where Smith would take her. When she was about to ask him, Smith said, "Go home?"
Jane blushed for a long time and was embarrassed to speak. "Mmm," said Jane.
Turning the steering wheel, Smith sent her back to Rhine Garden. As she got out of the car, Jane took the shirt on the passenger seat in her hand and said stiffly, "Mr. Smith, I'll clean it up and return it to you."
Smith said as usual, "I don't need it anymore. Just throw it away." His answer was as she expected.
After he drove away, Jane tied the shirt around her waist and went upstairs. She went home and took a shower. Standing in front of the sink, she shook and unfolded the shirt and wanted to find the logo, and then she could go to the mall to buy the same one back for him. However, she couldn't find any logo on the shirt after looking for a long time.
Oh, no! This should be a private hand-made shirt.
Jane washed the shirt by hand, and she dared not to use the washing machine to wring, directly hanging it up with a hanger on the balcony. She turned around and went to the living room, vaguely hearing the phone in the bag ringing.
She took out her phone and found that it was Mary Johnson's call.
Jane said, "Hello, Miss Johnson?"
Johnson said, "Miss Cooper, are you busy now?"
Jane replied, "No, what's up?"
Johnson said, "I have a student who wants to find a physics tutor, so I come to ask you first. If you don't have time, I will find someone else."
Like other professions, relationships and resources are also important for the field of tutoring. Tutors who didn't teach the same subject would share the mutual benefits with other tutors as they didn't have the competitive pressure.
Jane asked, "What time does your student want to attend class?"
Johnson said, "I remember that you are not available in the morning from Monday to Saturday, and she also wants to attend classes in the afternoon. Therefore, it depends on which day you are available. I'll help you to choose the day, and it's good if you can teach her."
Jane said, "I have no classes on Saturday afternoon, and I can squeeze some time for one or two classes in the afternoon from Monday to Wednesday."
Johnson replied to her, "Okay, I got it. Please wait for my reply."
Jane politely said, "Thank you so much, Miss Johnson."
Johnson said, "You're welcome. I told you that I would get along with you well. I will definitely think of you first, not those two-faced people when I have some good opportunities."
Jane smiled but said nothing. Johnson said, "Well, I'll talk with you later."
When Jane hung up, a WeChat message came. Hunter asked her, "Where are you?"
Jane replied, "I'm at home."
Hunter said, "Someone saw Smith take you back to the company, but you got in the car again and went with him. What happened?"
Jane was speechless and sent a series of extended ellipses to him. Why did the people of Forward Education pay close attention to her everywhere? They were like ghosts following her. However, she didn't do anything wrong, but these "ghosts" always came to knock on her door.
Standing alone in the living room and sighing, Jane typed, "I will go to the company soon."
Jane didn't want to go, but she was afraid that if she didn't show up today, tomorrow people in the company would rumor that she slept with Smith today.