Liu Yilan widened her eyes, thinking she was dreaming again! Otherwise, why would the man in front of her appear here?
"You, you... you..." Her lips parted slightly, but she couldn't form a complete sentence for a long time, thinking about his domineering indifference made her sweat on her forehead.
"I... I left because I had an urgent matter, and I'm really not suitable to be the young master's teacher." She quite liked Lin En, and with Lin En's relationship with Sheng Ning, her affection was genuinely deep. Because of this, when the Duke of Westminster sent someone to invite her to be Lin En's music teacher, she agreed.
But... but she never thought that being a teacher would mean suffering harassment from the student's parent.
"So you don't want to be a private tutor?" The Duke's standard London accent was irresistibly elegant, the kind of elegance etched into his very bones, permeating his bloodline. Even if he spoke a curse, it wouldn't diminish his nobility.
