Private tutor for boys

  She slept for a while in the dormitory to refresh herself, and when she woke up it was already afternoon. She went to the school bathroom to take a shower, scrubbing herself hard under the rapid spray of water, trying to wash away the bad luck that had been plaguing her. Then she packed her things, mustered up her spirits, and went to give Peng Weizhe tutoring, making up for the hour she had missed yesterday.

  As she walked through the campus on her bicycle, people around her pointed and whispered to each other, but didn't dare to make too much noise. She jumped onto her bicycle and hastily escaped. Thanks to Guo Ziyao's influence, she became a celebrity in this school just before graduation.

  Peng Weizhe's home was in a high-end residential area near their school, and it took her about half an hour to ride her bike there. When she arrived, Peng Weizhe was sitting on the floor of the living room with his legs crossed, playing games frantically. Seeing her come in, although he looked unhappy, he immediately stopped playing and let out a cold hum as he stood up and went to the study.

  She sighed helplessly, walked forward to pick up the mess on the floor and then entered the study. Peng Weizhe was leaning against the desk in the study, frowning at her with his eyebrows furrowed. The 17 or 18-year-old young man had a handsome face with outstanding features, but his eyes were full of arrogance and his expression seemed to be slightly displeased.

  His gaze was too piercing, making Xu Liuyi feel that the next second he would see through what happened last night, so he pretended to be calm and raised his hand to look at his watch before speaking.

  "Let's start class!"

  Peng Weizhe looked at her again and didn't say anything, then sat down in his own seat. She taught Peng Weizhe English, and Peng Weizhe's mother was the boss of a very famous clothing company. She didn't know if Peng Weizhe's parents were divorced or what, but in any case, she had never seen his father during the year she taught him.

  According to Peng Weizhe's mother, she wanted him to go abroad for further studies after graduating from high school, so she found a tutor to intensively teach him English. Who would have thought that just as the tutor sat down and started explaining some grammar, Peng Weizhe suddenly jumped up, slammed his book on the ground, and furiously yelled at her.

  "Xu Liu Wei! Speak up! What did you do last night?"

  Xu Liu'er was startled by his sudden frenzy, and before she could regain her composure, he reached out to grab her and pull her away. She struggled and resisted in shock and dismay.

  "Peng Weizhe, what are you doing! Let me go quickly!"

  In my impression, Peng Weizhe had some ambiguous thoughts about her, although he was young and vigorous with a rebellious personality, but he had never been so rude and rough to her before.

  Her strength was no match for his, he dragged her three steps and two steps to the mirror in the bathroom, pointing at her chest heaving with suppressed anger.

  "Look at those marks on your neck! Weren't you saying you had a fever and a cold? How come I didn't know that having a fever and a cold would leave these things behind?"

  In Peng Weizhe's roar, she saw those crimson marks on her neck in the mirror. She wore a collar shirt today to cover up those marks, but didn't expect to be seen by Peng Weizhe after all.

  Seeing her silence, Peng Weizhe's anger intensified.

  "Xu Liu'ou, as far as I know, you don't seem to have a boyfriend, so what happened last night?"

  Being yelled at like this, Xu Liu'er also got angry. After all, she was his teacher and a few years older than him. So she grasped her collar, somewhat irritated, and glared at him saying:

  "Peng Weizhe, this is my personal matter, it's none of your business!"