Forcibly Taken by My Student’s Mother - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Just a Gold Digger? Play Around, But Don’t Take It Seriously.

Tao Yao felt that all the patience she had saved up over her twenty-two years was being squeezed dry by the pink-haired little ancestor in front of her.

Su Xiaowan—or Skylar, as she insisted on being called—was her meal-ticket student.

A fake foreigner who grew up in California, sported a cool pinkish-purple bob, and spoke a mix of Chinese and English. Because the environment abroad was becoming increasingly complex, her high-powered career woman of a mother had hauled her back to China, intending to stuff her into a domestic university to regain some traditional cultural foundation.

As it turned out, this young lady’s Chinese proficiency was stuck at the level of a primary schooler. She could speak well enough for basic communication, but her reading, writing, and formal expression were a total disaster zone.

Tao Yao, a senior Chinese major about to graduate, had taken on this hot potato because of her family’s wretched debts. She’d accepted the job on the strong recommendation of a senior student: “One thousand per hour, lots of money, little work—it’s just that the kid is a bit difficult.”

She became the young lady’s private tutor. Little did she expect that the young lady wasn’t interested in Chinese; she was interested in her.

On the first day of class, Skylar had blinked her exquisitely made-up eyes and confessed directly: “Teacher Tao, you are totally my type! So cool and sexy!”

On the second day, she tried to get hands-on to verify if Tao Yao had abs.

On the third day, she threatened to hire her as a full-time private translator and travel companion.

On the fourth day…

After persevering through a week of lessons for this rebellious girl, Tao Yao felt like she was teaching an over-caffeinated Husky how to recognize characters. She was worried her hair would turn white from stress.

“Teacher Tao~” Su Xiaowan rested her chin on the desk, blinking her big eyes and complaining in a strangely accented but fluent Chinese, “It’s so boring! Let’s talk about something else. Like… what kind of girls do you like? Cute ones? Sexy ones? Or someone like me?”

Tao Yao took a deep breath and chanted internally: One thousand yuan, one thousand yuan, one thousand yuan.

This was the client. If she broke her, she couldn’t afford the compensation. Her senior, Lin Wei, had warned her repeatedly that this little ancestor was spoiled and had a big temper but was generous with money. If she just endured it, one hour’s pay was enough to cover tens of thousands of words of web novel writing.

Thus, Tao Yao barely suppressed the urge to slam the Modern Chinese textbook into that pretty face.

She forced a professional, almost motherly fake smile and said seriously, “Student Su, I am your tutor, not your romantic interest. Please listen to the lecture.”

“Teacher-student romances are so exciting! And conquering a straight girl?!” Su Xiaowan completely ignored her, getting even more excited. She leaned in closer, the scent of her heavy perfume wafting over. “Look, my Chinese is so bad. Why don’t you be my full-time translator? Live with me, play with me, and teach me on the side? My allowance is huge; I can totally support you!”

Tao Yao’s temples throbbed. She looked at Su Xiaowan’s punchable, youthful face and couldn’t help but lament for the Nth time: Evil capitalism, how many flowers of the motherland have you corrupted… no, this one is just a crooked banana.

“I’ll say this one last time,” she straightened her face, trying to look as majestic as a dean. “First, the most important thing for you right now is to build a solid foundation in Chinese, otherwise you won’t even understand university textbooks. Second, I am straight—ruler-straight. Third, if you keep this up, I’m going to… report this to your parent!”

She felt a bit weak saying that last threat. After all, she had only caught a fleeting glimpse of the legendary parent’s back, but the aura was cold enough to freeze her into an ice sculpture on the spot.

“So young, yet even more old-fashioned than my mommy. No fun.” Su Xiaowan curled her lip, made an exaggerated silent mouthing of “boring,” and tossed her cool pink-purple hair. “Fine, since your looks suit my taste, I’ll endure it. Continue, Teacher Tao ‘The Prude’.”

Tao Yao: “…” Thank you so much for the prefix.

Resigned, she flipped to the next page and pointed at the characters. “Come, look at this. The difference between ‘ji’ (self) and ‘yi’ (already)…”

Taking advantage of the little ancestor’s cooperation, Tao Yao quickly started the lesson, trying her best to cram some useful knowledge into her head so she wouldn’t be fired for poor results.

But as it turned out, a rebellious teenager cannot possibly have the stamina for studying. Su Xiaowan sat obediently for barely ten minutes before it felt like there were needles under her seat, and she began to revert to her old ways.

“Teacher Tao,” her attention shifted instantly. Her finger traced the air, hovering over Tao Yao’s lower abdomen, which was slightly outlined as she leaned forward. “Do you go to the gym often? Can you show me your abs?”

As she spoke, her claw reached out.

Tao Yao blocked her with lightning speed, her face turning green with anger. “Su! Xiao! Wan! This is a classroom! Please put your attention! On! The! Book!”

Cruelly rejected, Su Xiaowan returned to her hyperactive state and pulled out her phone to play games.

Tao Yao’s fists creaked with tension. Inside, she screamed: Heavens, why is a job paying a thousand an hour so hard? Not only do I have to teach a rebel to read, but I also have to guard against harassment. I’m making this money at the cost of my sanity. It’s almost worse than staying up all night writing her niche, paid web novel… well, the occasionally spicy one. At least the readers on the other side of the keyboard can’t actually reach out and touch me.

For the sake of the money, for the sake of the money…

She performed her N+1th psychological adjustment and put on what she thought was an amiable expression. “Student Su, let’s finish these few characters, okay? If we finish, I’ll tell you a secret to getting abs quickly.”

Su Xiaowan’s eyes lit up. “Really? Okay then, I’ll definitely study hard.”

The next twenty minutes were the peak of this week’s teaching results. Su Xiaowan actually listened and even stumbled through a short passage with Pinyin. Tao Yao was so moved she nearly teared up, feeling a glimmer of light at the end of a week of torture.

When the alarm for the end of the lesson rang, it sounded like heavenly music to Tao Yao. She immediately began packing her things, wishing she could bolt out the door. If she stayed any longer, she was afraid she’d lose it and get physical with the brat.

Just then, Su Xiaowan’s phone rang. She clicked her tongue in annoyance but answered it anyway, conveniently putting it on speaker.

“Su Xiaowan.”

An indisputably majestic female voice came through the receiver. “I’m saying this for the last time: drop those ridiculous ideas. I will never agree to you being with your tutor. I’ve seen plenty of girls like her who are just after money; her intentions are written all over her face. She’s just a gold digger. Play around if you want, but don’t take it seriously. I’m warning you, if your grades don’t improve, I’m replacing that tutor.”

Just… a… gold… digger.

Those four words stabbed into Tao Yao’s eardrums, causing the blood to roar into her head.

She couldn’t help but recall her only meeting with this parent. In the hall of the villa, the woman had come down the stairs in a sharp, slate-grey suit skirt that accentuated her tall, perfectly proportioned figure. Her features possessed a type of peerlessly cold, elegant beauty, her lips a deep cinnabar red. She had walked straight to her private elevator without looking left or right, leaving behind only a faint silhouette and a sense of low atmospheric pressure.

Su Xiaowan said that was her “Mommy,” Lu Xuelan—CEO of a listed group, a woman of swift and decisive action.

At the time, Tao Yao had thought this President Lu looked thirty at most and yet had such a big daughter; rich people certainly knew how to maintain themselves. But she never imagined that this aggressively beautiful face and those elegantly shaped lips could spit out such mean and insulting words!

Gold digger? Play around?

Tao Yao trembled with rage. To hell with the thousand-yuan hourly rate; this money was too humiliating to earn! She wrote “spicy” novels… no, she wrote fiction, and while earning money that way wasn’t easy, at least she didn’t have to endure such character assassination face-to-face.

On the other end of the line, Lu Xuelan seemed to say a few more things, but Tao Yao’s ears were ringing with anger and she didn’t hear clearly. Su Xiaowan mumbled a few perfunctory responses and hung up.

She turned to Tao Yao with the helpless expression of someone used to this. “Sigh, don’t mind her, Teacher Tao. My mom is just like that. She thinks everyone is out to scam her for money. Actually, I’m very willing to be scammed by you.”

“…”

Tao Yao gritted her teeth hard to swallow the curses in her throat.

“It’s fine. I’m leaving.” She was afraid that if she stayed one second longer, the “good teacher” persona she had maintained for a week would completely shatter, revealing her volatile nature underneath.

Su Xiaowan wasn’t even listening; she was already back on her phone.

Tao Yao’s chest ached with fury. As she walked out of the magnificent villa, a cool evening breeze blew, making her feel as though the stifling anger had dissipated slightly.

Just then, her senior Lin Wei called.

“Hey, Yaoyao, how was today? Did that little demon eat you alive?” Lin Wei’s voice was full of smiles. She was Tao Yao’s direct senior who had successfully landed a good job after graduation. She was well-liked and was the one who had recommended Tao Yao for the position.

“Almost. Not physically, but my spirit has been chewed to bits.”

Tao Yao complained exhaustedly and gave a brief summary of the gold digger incident. “Senior, do you think this family is mentally ill? The small one harasses people, and the old one insults them. This money is burning my hands.”

Lin Wei sighed on the other end. “President Lu… she’s notoriously difficult. Sharp tongue, blunt speech, and she especially hates anyone getting close to her daughter, particularly those she thinks have ulterior motives. But she really is generous with the pay. Why don’t you stick it out for a bit? Save up enough for your emergency fund first. If you really can’t take it, I’ll find you another part-time job.”

“Yeah, I know. Thanks, Senior.” Tao Yao hung up, her mood settling slightly.

True. For the sake of the money, she would endure. Earning money is hard, eating dirt is bitter—the ancients did not lie. She still had to save money to help her family repay debts and consider her path after graduation—whether to go to grad school or find a job. Everything required money.

Tao Yao sighed. She hopped on her mountain bike and spent an hour pedaling back home. She was a senior now, preparing for internships, and since she often wrote late into the night, she rented a place alone to avoid disturbing her classmates.

While this made her private life convenient, she was too lazy to cook for one person, so she just snacked on some treats she’d bought earlier.

She curled up on her small rental bed, aimlessly scrolling through the local forums. She needed something to distract her, otherwise the insulting “just a gold digger” would keep echoing in her head, severely affecting her creative state. She had planned to write a key “sweet tension” scene tonight, but now her head was full of negative energy.

Her finger swiped down. Suddenly, a trending thread title at the top of the front page caught her eye:

“What should I do? I fell in love with my daughter’s tutor at first sight.” There was a small “Hot” tag next to it.

Tao Yao arched an eyebrow.

What kind of melodramatic plot was this? With the mindset of a spectator looking for material, she clicked in.

The Original Poster wrote:

“My daughter returned from abroad with a very poor foundation in Chinese, so I hired a university student majoring in Chinese as a tutor. I’ve always had some prejudice against these young tutors, feeling they aren’t stable enough. It just so happened that my daughter was overly enthusiastic toward this teacher, which made me even more repulsed. I planned to go see for myself and find a reason to dismiss her.”

Tao Yao’s heart skipped a beat. The rice ball in her mouth suddenly lost its flavor. This familiar sense of déjà vu…

“I went over this afternoon and happened to see the teacher leaving after class. We only caught a glimpse of each other, and I… how should I say this? She was tall, with a… well, also very good figure. The way she looked while riding her bike had a type of wild beauty full of vitality. In short, she hits every one of my aesthetic preferences perfectly. She is completely my ideal type.”

Tao Yao’s chewing slowed down. Her eyes grew wider and wider.

“The problem now is that my daughter is still in the heat of the moment, clamoring to pursue the teacher. I was supposed to stop her, but now I’ve developed feelings myself. I’m asking everyone: how can I get her into my hands without affecting the mother-daughter relationship?”

Below the post were dozens of replies, people saying all sorts of things. It was quite lively.

But Tao Yao only felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

This timing, the relationship between characters, the detailed descriptions… is this NOT talking about HER?!

Instantly, a massive sense of absurdity and the rage of being played surrounded her.

Fine. In front of your daughter, you belittle me as worthless and label me a gold digger, but behind my back, you’re here calculating how to pursue me?

Ha! One face to the public, another in private? You really know how to play.

Tao Yao was so angry she almost laughed. Her chest heaved. As a web author, she felt her imagination was being crushed by this reality-bending plot.

You repressed flirt! You fake-proper hypocrite! You old pervert!

No. She couldn’t just swallow this. She had to show this two-faced woman some colors.

A flash of inspiration hit her, and a brilliant yet wicked plan quickly formed in her mind.

She immediately logged out of her current account and registered a brand new burner. The ID was: Tao Zhi Yao Yao.

Then, she returned to that thread, disguised as a passionate bystander, and replied fervently:

Tao Zhi Yao Yao: “Big sister, DM me. I’ll teach you!”