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nHearing footsteps, Shen Yubei asked Butler Liang without turning back, “She left?”

nHousekeeper Liang said, “Song lass is not leaving.”

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nShen Yubei heaved an unnoticeable sigh of relief, but said, “Does she want to stick here and not leave?”

n“Teacher.” Hearing Song Ci’s voice, Shen Yubei turned to look at the main door.

nSong Ci was standing at the door in a long-sleeved shirt and long pants, holding a bag in her hand. She was gazing at Shen Yubei fearfully. Her timid manner made Shen Yubei frown.

nShen Yubei spoke up, her tone cold. “Ms. Song, your relationship with me as teacher-mentor has already been severed eight years ago. I cannot bear the responsibility of being your teacher.”

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nEight years ago, after Song Ci buried her parents, Shen Yubei went to look for her. That day, Song Ci told him that she had lost the violin in the earthquake and her family had also died in the earthquake. She would never be able to draw the bow again in this life.

nShen Yubei’s heart ached for her and he expressed his willingness to accompany her to see a psychiatrist. He just hoped that she wouldn’t give up.

nBut the despondent Song Ci rejected his suggestion. She said to Shen Yubei openly, “Teacher, I won’t play the violin anymore. I won’t be your student either. I am no longer qualified.”

nShen Yubei had remembered these words for eight years.

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nSong Ci saw the coldness in Shen Yubei’s eyes and felt uneasy and remorseful. She lowered her head deeply and said in a low voice, “Teacher, student Song Ci is here to apologize.”

nGazing at the gorgeous beauty, Shen Yubei said, “Number one socialiate Song Ci, peerlessly beautiful…” With that, he sneered and asked Song Ci,” Why, are you tired of being the number one socialite and want to play the violin again? ”

nShen Yubei’s mockery was enough to put Song Ci in an awkward position. He looked at Song Ci, wanting to see her reaction. Shen Yubei thought that Song Ci would fly into a rage out of humiliation and scold him. He thought that Song Ci would turn around and leave in a huff.

nBut Song Ci knelt down.

nShe knelt at the main door, straightened her spine, and said in a clear voice, “Teacher, student Song Ci is here to seek forgiveness. Please forgive my young and ignorant actions!”

nShen Yubei was stunned.

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nSong Ci was a proud girl. In the past, she would never kneel even if her mother scolded or hit her.

nHousekeeper Liang was shocked. He whispered to Shen Yubei. “Mr. Shen, that Song girl is already an adult. If she kneels at the door and anyone sees her, they will definitely mock her…”

nShen Yubei pretended not to hear it.

n“Kneel if you want to. You can’t just kneel forever!” Shen Yubei flicked his sleeves and left. He entered the building and poured himself another cup of coffee.

nButler Liang saw that Shen Yubei was cold-hearted and felt very helpless. He walked to the main door and advised Song Ci. “Song Ci, get up. It won’t be too late for you to come another day when Mr. Shen has calmed down.”

nSong Ci shook her head stubbornly. “No, I still have hope if Teacher doesn’t chase me away.” If Shen Yubei’s heart was really as cold as iron, she would just chase her away and not just let her kneel.

nSeeing that he couldn’t persuade Song Ci, Butler Liang sighed and returned to the house.

nThis was a private residence and there were no residents around. Song Ci knelt at the entrance of the Shen Family residence for more than an hour but no one saw her. Shen Yubei finished his coffee and started a movie.

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nHe was very focused and didn’t look sideways, but his posture kept changing. Butler Liang knew how distracted Shen Yubei was.

nThe sun was rising higher and higher in Wangdong City. It was still very hot in October. Shen Yubei had already taken off his long-sleeved shirt and was only wearing a white shirt. Meanwhile, outside the door, Song Ci, who was being roasted by the sun, was already suffering from heatstroke.

nButler Liang said, “Little Song is afraid of heat. If she gets heatstroke, you will be hurt, Mr. Shen.”

nShen Yubei smirked. “I don’t care what she does. She’s not anyone to me.”

nButler Liang thought to himself: If she really isn’t anyone to you, why are you so restless?

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nHan Zhan had been very busy recently. He planned to merge all his assets by May next year to establish Zeus Corporation.

nIn order to consolidate the merger of the companies, the managers of several companies would gather every few days for a meeting to discuss. Han Zhan sat at the top and listened to his trusted subordinates discuss the merger of the companies.

nEveryone wanted to show their most outstanding side to Han Zhan. Once Zeus Corporation was established, there were still several high and mighty positions that were vacant. Everyone wanted to take a seat.

nHan Zhan was very satisfied to see his trusted aides full of passion for work.

nAt this moment, his cell phone screen lit up. Han Zhan glanced at it and saw that it was a message from Song Ci’s new bodyguard. He opened his WeChat.

nAh Song: Mr. Han, Madam has been kneeling in front of Mr. Shen Yubei’s house for more than an hour.

nHan Zhan frowned.

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nHe tilted his head and gazed at the blazing sun outside the window, feeling somewhat distressed.

nSeeing that Mr. Han suddenly frowned and looked out of the window, the subordinates tacitly shut up. Li Li asked Han Zhan, “Mr. Han, what’s the matter?”

nHan Zhan suddenly asked, “How high is the temperature outside today?”

nBei Zhan said, “The highest temperature is 31 degrees Celsius, while the lowest is 24 degrees Celsius.” Autumn days had already passed and the temperature had already dropped significantly, but it was still hot.

nIt was nearly noon and the temperature outside was approaching 30 degrees Celsius. Song Ci had been kneeling in the sun for more than an hour. How much longer could she last?

nHan Zhan really wanted to run over to the Shen Family and take his wife away, but he couldn’t do that.

nIf Song Ci did something wrong, she had to apologize to Shen Yubei.

nHan Zhan had heard of Shen Yubei’s character. He was very arrogant and cold. Many wealthy and powerful people wanted to have their children become his students, but they were all rejected on the spot.

nShen Yubei was stubborn. If he didn’t vent his anger and sincerely acknowledged Song Ci, she would never be forgiven by him.

nHan Zhan forced himself to be more ruthless.

nHe picked up his cell phone and replied to Ah Song: Prepare heat-dispelling medicine and soup. If Madam faints, send her to the hospital immediately. After replying, Han Zhan put down his cell phone and looked up at Li Li and the rest. “Continue.”

nThe meeting continued, but Han Zhan’s heart was in turmoil.

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n“Mr. Shen, it’s time to eat.”

nShen Yubei turned off the projector, got up, walked to the dining room, sat down alone, and elegantly ate his lunch.

nAfter lunch, he went upstairs to practice his violin.

nHe had just gone up the stairs when Housekeeper Liang reminded him. “Mr. Shen, it has already been more than three hours and that little Song is still kneeling!”

nShen Yubei turned to look at the clock on the wall. In the end, he still went upstairs.

nButler Liang was shocked.

nIs Mr. Shen determined not to forgive Song?

nButler Liang arrived at the main door and saw that Song Ci was still kneeling there. Her face was covered in sweat and her long-sleeved shirt was drenched. His heart ached slightly. “Song Ci, you should get up. I think Mr. Shen will ignore you today.”

nSong Ci’s lips were dry.

nShe suddenly heard the sound of a piano. She looked up at the piano room on the rooftop and smiled. “It’s alright, I can still persevere.”

nIf I gave up so easily, I’m not Song Ci.

n“You’re all stubborn!” Housekeeper Liang stomped his feet and had no choice but to return to his room.

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