An Ning pushed his hand away, laughing. "Running short on cash, teacher? Okay, a hundred bucks an hour works for me. I can give you five hundred for five hours. But I don't have the money on me right now—I'll have to get it from my husband later and then transfer it to you. Is that alright with you?"
"Pfft..." Yu Jingchen couldn't help but laugh at her words.
After all, it's his own money that she's planning to spend here.
He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "But what if the teacher doesn't need money? Could you offer something else?"
An Ning held him back, keeping him from moving recklessly, and said in a delicate voice, "But my husband doesn't allow me to give anything but money to other men. Teacher Yu, if you don't want the money, does that mean you're offering me free tutoring? I'd be so grateful."
Yu Jingchen embraced her, his breath hot in her ear as he asked, "Then tell me, are you willing to continue learning with this teacher?"
Pfft...
