Hearing footsteps, Shen Yubei asked Butler Liang without turning back, "She left?"
Housekeeper Liang said, "Song lass is not leaving."
Shen Yubei heaved an unnoticeable sigh of relief, but said, "Does she want to stick here and not leave?"
"Teacher." Hearing Song Ci's voice, Shen Yubei turned to look at the main door.
Song 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.
Shen 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."
Eight 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.
