Zhou Siyu really didn't want to go anymore, but the speech Zhao Xinlan gave just now was too tempting for her.
If she didn't go, with her grades, it would be difficult to even get into the third best high school, not to mention the second best.
But...
Thinking of Uncle Song's sleazy gaze, she felt an overwhelming sense of disgust.
Every time he explained a problem to her, he would get unnecessarily close, and there were times when his face was almost against hers, even rubbing his lower body against her.
Originally, Zhou Siyu was quite naive about these things, but ever since she read the book Zhao Xinlan gave her, she had come to understand something, and she knew that Uncle Song's tutoring might not be as straightforward as it seemed.
Tutoring was going to run later tonight, and she had a feeling something bad might happen.
