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

The system's side quest for learning a musical instrument explicitly requires "continuous for a week, no less than three hours a day, without interruption."

He has been studying hard for six days now. If the studio closes tomorrow and he can't attend classes, all his efforts over the past six days will be wasted, and he will lose his reward!

After much thought, the only way to break the deadlock was to secretly pay this Teacher Qin to give him a private lesson tomorrow so he could get through the task.

"Excuse me, Teacher Qin, I apologize for stopping you." Lu Ci stepped forward and said sincerely.

"Is there something you need?" Qin Meng asked, lifting her chin slightly as she carried the violin case with one hand, her tone cold.

Lu Ci ignored her cold expression and directly stated his request: "It's like this, I only signed up for a seven-day course. But I have some urgent business the day after tomorrow, and I can't make it. I heard that the studio is closed tomorrow, Wednesday."

So...could you possibly spare some time tomorrow to privately make up for my last day of classes? Don't worry, I can pay you double the overtime rate.

Upon hearing these words, Qin Meng frowned even more deeply.

He looks decent enough, and his eyes are clean and affectionate, so why is his excuse for hitting on someone so low?

Using this tactic of buying time with money to make time for yourself?

"I'm sorry," Qin Meng refused without hesitation. "The studio has strict rules. Teachers are not allowed to take paid courses from students privately. It's a violation of regulations."

If this is discovered, I will have my performance bonus deducted and be fined. If you don't finish your classes, you can apply for an extension or a refund for the last class at the front desk.

After saying that, Qin Meng turned to leave.

"Hey, don't go!" Lu Ci thought to himself, "If I drop the class, won't my mission be a complete failure?"

In a moment of desperation, he blurted out a solution that seemed perfectly reasonable to him:

"Since we'll be fined for being caught in the studio, we can just not have classes there! As long as we can have classes, I don't care where we are. I can come to you, or we can find somewhere else privately, as long as your boss doesn't find out!"

Dead silence.

As the early summer evening breeze swept through the streets, Qin Meng felt an inexplicable anger surge straight to the top of her head.

She turned around abruptly and stared intently at Lu Ci.

To come find you? Or somewhere else in private?

When a man asks a young female teacher to "come to your place" or "find somewhere else," the meaning is self-evident!

Qin Meng's chest heaved violently with anger, causing her off-the-shoulder knitwear to bulge into a breathtaking arc.

She stared coldly at the young man in front of her.

He's obviously the kind of scumbag who got used to being chased by girls in college because of his good looks! He must have taken advantage of countless girls, which is why he dares to be so blatant, skipping even the most basic pleasantries and directly asking someone to go to a hotel!

What did he take Qin Meng for?! A cheap, manipulative escort who could be bought off with money?!

The extreme humiliation made Qin Meng want to smash the guitar case in her hand onto Lu Ci's face right then and there.

She forcefully suppressed the urge to unleash a torrent of curses.

Qin Meng took a deep breath, her clear, cold eyes seemingly frozen in a layer of frost.

She looked at Lu Ci, who was earnestly asking for lessons, and said coldly:

"My dear student, I don't care how much of a playboy you are at school, but I'm not the kind of girl who gets carried away and loses her mind just because she sees a pretty face!"

"Has no one ever taught you that speaking to girls in such a frivolous tone and making such lewd requests is extremely disrespectful?!"

Lu Ci frowned slightly, looking at Qin Meng, whose face was frosty and seemed to have been greatly insulted, and felt completely bewildered.

"Teacher Qin, my words may have caused you some unnecessary misunderstanding, but I don't quite understand where your anger comes from."

Lu Ci's tone remained calm, but a hint of displeasure flickered in his eyes: "Private tutoring, private lessons—isn't this a normal professional model that has always existed in the education and training industry? I pay you overtime, you teach me to play guitar, it's a simple exchange. How did it become frivolous and vulgar in your mouth?"

Faced with Lu Ci's "sophistry," Qin Meng's disgust deepened.

When she worked at a high school, she also used her weekends to give private music lessons to students.

As a result, the student's parent, who usually seemed well-mannered, took advantage of the fact that no one was home and started to grope her, even offering an exorbitant sum of money to keep her as a mistress.

From then on, she felt an extreme physical aversion to words like "private tutoring" and "going to your place."

"Stop pretending." Qin Meng said coldly, "I've seen plenty of people like you who use this name to do dirty things behind the scenes. Don't think I don't know what you men are thinking; it's too filthy."

Hearing the other person use "filthy" and "dirty" repeatedly, even resorting to personal attacks, Lu Ci's anger was completely ignited.

This woman is simply incomprehensible!

"Ms. Qin, I've noticed that you not only have no way to communicate normally, but you also have quite a lot of drama."

Lu Ci sneered, abandoning his previous polite demeanor: "While you are indeed quite good-looking, there's no need to be so narcissistic as to think that every man in the world who speaks to you has ulterior motives towards you, is there?"

Lu Ci's gaze swept over Qin Meng from head to toe with extreme audacity.

From her delicate collarbone to the alluring curves accentuated by her off-the-shoulder knitwear, and then to her long, slender, and beautiful legs.

Then, under Qin Meng's stiff and fiery gaze, he curled his lip:

"They do have some assets, but in my opinion... they're just average."

Murder and kill!

For a top-tier beauty who is used to being the center of attention by men, you can criticize her for having a bad temper or for being aloof.

But you absolutely cannot look her over with an extremely critical eye and then casually dismiss her with a "so-so".

After saying this, looking at Qin Meng's beautiful face, which instantly turned colorful with shock and extreme anger, Lu Ci felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

He didn't even bother to look at her again, turned around, and strode back to his studio.

He had to go to the front desk and ask; it couldn't be that she was the only guitar teacher in this huge studio.

Qin Meng remained where she was, her chest heaving violently.

She had seen people relentlessly pursue their partners after being rejected, and she had also seen people become enraged after their defenses crumbled, but she had never seen anyone turn the tables like this before.

On the contrary, she is called "narcissistic" and even belittled her "average" figure to her face. What a jerk!

"Crazy! He's an incurable narcissist!" Qin Meng cursed inwardly.

But it was late at night, and she didn't dare to chase after him and argue with a strong man on the street. She could only walk angrily to the intersection in her high heels, flag down a taxi, and drive away.