You're already divorced, why are you so anxious about him becoming a succubus?

"Alright, that concludes today's lesson."

As soon as Teacher Qin announced the end of get out of class in a cool tone, the once quiet classroom erupted into chaos.

"Teacher Qin, I couldn't get the C chord right. Could you take a look at it for me?"

"Teacher Qin, my guitar strings seem a bit loose, could you tune them for me?"

"Teacher Qin, I'm a bit slow on the uptake, and I'm afraid I'll practice incorrectly when I get back. Could we add each other on WeChat? I can ask you for help anytime if I have any questions."

Almost instantly, a dozen grown men, like cats that had smelled blood, rushed onto the stage with their guitars, completely surrounding the high stool.

Various clumsy excuses for striking up a conversation abound.

Faced with this group of "students" whose real intentions were not what they seemed, Qin Meng frowned almost imperceptibly.

However, out of professional ethics, she did not get angry directly. Instead, she patiently and concisely answered a few professional questions about fingering.

As for those who openly or subtly tried to add her on WeChat, she coldly refused them, saying, "Sorry, I don't use WeChat for work. If you have any questions, come to the classroom ten minutes early for the next class, and I'll guide you in person."

After saying that, she deftly put the wooden guitar she was holding into its case.

While zipping up her zipper, Qin Meng slightly raised her beautiful eyes, looking past the chattering men in front of her, and almost unconsciously glanced at the most secluded corner in the last row of the classroom.

In her mind, the exceptionally handsome young man would probably be just like these ordinary people, trying to get close to her during the break.

However, what she saw was an empty seat.

Qin Meng was slightly taken aback, and her gaze quickly shifted to the back door of the classroom.

The heavy, soundproof door was slowly pushed open, and the man disappeared down the corridor without even turning his head.

Qin Meng paused for half a second while holding the zipper.

……

At 9:30 p.m., Lu Ci pushed open the security door of the apartment.

He had just changed his shoes in the entryway when a strong aroma of cumin and barbecue mixed with the smell of alcohol wafted towards him.

Lu Ci was stunned for a moment, and followed the smell to the living room. The scene in front of him made him somewhat surprised.

On the coffee table in the living room, a dozen or so bamboo skewers for grilled meat were scattered haphazardly, and three or four empty beer cans lay overturned haphazardly beside them.

Shen Nian, a girl who usually doesn't even dare to speak loudly and is as obedient as a rabbit, is now sitting on the carpet next to the coffee table with her legs bent, completely lacking any decorum.

She was still holding half a can of beer in her hand when she heard the door open, and she turned her head groggily.

This was the first time Lu Ci had seen Shen Nian drink.

In his memory, when they used to have meals together at the Shen family mansion, Shen's father would occasionally ask everyone to drink some red wine when he was in a good mood. Shen Nian would always wave his hands in fright and say that he didn't know how.

But now, this girl who doesn't drink alcohol is clearly drunk.

She was wearing an extremely loose short-sleeved shirt at home today.

Because she was drunk and her body was weak, she slumped on the carpet like a puddle of water, and the already loose neckline of her short-sleeved shirt inevitably slipped down her rounded shoulders.

Under the dim yellow light of the floor lamp, Lu Ci could clearly see her stunningly white breasts that seemed about to burst forth.

Due to the effects of alcohol, a faint reddish hue appeared on her originally fair and flawless skin.

"Brother Lu...you're back?"

Upon seeing Lu Ci, the drunken Shen Nian seemed like a completely different person.

Gone was her usual timidity and avoidance. Instead, she raised her rosy cheeks, waved at him with a grin, and even let out a small hiccup. "Come on... drink with me..."

Lu Ci sighed helplessly.

He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, walked to the opposite side of Shen Nian, sat cross-legged on the carpet across the coffee table, and casually took the half-empty can of beer from her hand and placed it a little further away.

"Why did you suddenly drink so much? Did something upset you?" Lu Ci's voice was very soft, as if he were coaxing a disobedient child.

With her hands empty, Shen Nian pouted her full, rosy lips in dissatisfaction.

She cupped her burning cheeks in her hands, her usually clear and bright eyes now misty as she gazed at Lu Ci with a dreamy look.

"People online say... when you're unhappy, as long as you get drunk, you can sleep well and forget all your troubles..." Shen Nian's voice was soft and sweet, with a touch of the charming naivety unique to drunkenness.

"You actually believe what you read online?" Lu Ci couldn't help but chuckle at her adorable, naive expression. "Have you forgotten your troubles?"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Shen Nian's face gradually disappeared.

She suddenly pouted, her eyes instantly reddened, and large tears, like beads from a broken string, rolled down her flushed cheeks and landed on the back of her fair hand.

"No... I haven't forgotten at all..." Shen Nian sobbed, her voice filled with endless grievance and self-loathing.

"Brother Lu, tell me the truth... Am I really not as good as my sister at all? I'm not as pretty as her, I'm not as capable as her, I'm just an unwanted illegitimate child... I'm also introverted, so in your eyes, will I always be inferior to her?"

This sense of inferiority and heartache, buried deep in his heart for twenty years, was finally poured out without reservation under the influence of alcohol.

Lu Ci felt a slight pang in his heart upon hearing this.

This silly girl got herself drunk in the middle of the night, only to engage in this pointless comparison and internal conflict.

"Nonsense." Lu Ci pulled out two tissues, leaned over, and gently wiped away her tears, comforting her in a tender tone:

"Everyone is unique, why do you compare yourself to others? You are kind and thoughtful. While others are chatting at the dinner table, you are the only one who notices which dish I like. You are gentle, sensible, and..."

Lu Ci's gaze subtly shifted away from her alluring curves, and he cleared his throat before continuing, "Besides, you're very beautiful. You have many advantages that others don't have, so please don't underestimate yourself, okay?"

Shen Nian stared intently at Lu Ci with tear-filled eyes. The alcohol gave her unprecedented courage, allowing her to blurt out the question that had been weighing on her heart all day, almost driving her mad:

"If I'm so great, why don't you like me?!"

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the entire living room seemed to freeze instantly.

Lu Ci's hand holding the tissue froze in mid-air, completely dumbfounded.

I go? !

What's going on? This little girl... actually has those kinds of feelings for me?!