"No!!" Lu Xuan screamed over the phone when he heard what Song Xueyun said.
"Ah Xuan–"
"No, Xueyun! You will not tutor that bastard! No over my dead body," Lu Xuan cried.
"Ah Xuan, I know you will not like it if you had gotten the news from someone else, that's why I told you that I am assigned Han Zixin for tutoring and I am not going to say no," Song Xueyun told him her answer.
"Xueyun, if you really want to tutor anyone. Tutor me. Don't go that bastard," Lu Xuan said once again.
"Ah Xuan—"
"If you went tutoring him, I will believe that you informed everyone at my house that I have been injured," Lu Xuan threatened her. He was so unscrupulous that nothing in this world was beneath him. As for who informed at his house that he had beaten someone and had bruised ribs and a bruised hand, he didn't know yet but he was sure that he was going to burn that bastard as soon as he get the information.