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Li Zhikong was so tactful. Since Dual Cultivation was impossible today anyway, he might as well leave Lu the Scumbag a last shred of dignity. Gathering his art supplies, he took his leave. "Let's call it here for today. But let me make this clear: the tutoring interview was a success. Let's set a time tomorrow, and I'll come find you again. Get plenty of rest tonight. When the time comes, you'll have to pay back what you owe me with interest..."

Beneath those bland words lay razor-sharp killing intent. The lecherous rabbit was not even hinting anymore—he was openly declaring war!

And without caring in the least about Lu the Scumbag's reaction, he left after delivering his threat. His tall, dashing figure receding into the distance looked incomparably carefree.

Lu Yuan: "..."

"Huh? You're leaving already?" Downstairs, the moment Ms. Wang saw Li Zhikong, she sprang up from the sofa, a delighted smile on her face. "Did Lu Yuan decide he doesn't want to learn painting again?"

"How could that be!" Like some sweet, clueless fool who saw nothing at all, Li Zhikong cruelly shattered her hopes. "It's just that Young Master Lu isn't feeling well today, so the lesson has been postponed for now. Don't worry, Auntie. I'll make sure to teach him properly..."

"There's no need to be too dedicated..." Ms. Wang's face stiffened. "Um..."

"Auntie, you're too funny." Li Zhikong cut her off, smiling as he bid her farewell. "Then I'll be heading home. You go ahead and stay busy, Auntie. No need to see me out."

I wasn't planning to see you out anyway!

Ms. Wang pressed a hand to her forehead, her mouth bitter as though she had just eaten two pounds of coptis.

Genes really were miraculous.

This child had never even met his biological father, yet from his looks to his voice, even that lovable charm of his, he was practically carved from the same mold as Bai Jinxiao back then. And Lu Yuan, that useless boy, had copied his shameless old man one-for-one—

Yes, that was right. Back then, Ms. Wang had indeed liked that white-clad youth as well. She was simply too timid; no matter how much her heart stirred, she had never put it into action. Later, when something happened to Bai Jinxiao, more than twenty "confidantes" were dragged into the open all at once. Ms. Wang had remained hidden in the shadows, so shocked her jaw nearly dropped. That period had left her emotions so complicated that she barely dared recall it. It had genuinely scared all the spirit out of her.

And that was not even the end of it.

What truly broke her came afterward: half a year later, Ms. Wang discovered that she was not the only one in this household who had fallen for Bai Jinxiao! Lu Mingyu changed women as casually as he changed clothes—a textbook promiscuous straight man, right? Yet he had actually coveted him too! He had even considered locking him in a little dark room! If Bai Jinxiao had not died so early, then with Lu Mingyu's methods, he would most likely have already been locked away for good!

Since ancient times, beauties had always died young. Perhaps even Heaven had thought Bai Jinxiao was too much of a calamity and taken him away early.

And now Bai Jinxiao's son was entangled with her own son again...

Could they really be nothing more than teacher and student?

Even if they were at first, sooner or later they would become something else.

Ms. Wang was so worried that she could not even be bothered to interview assistants anymore. No, she had to think of a way to keep things from getting completely out of hand—she could not forget that old bastard Lu Mingyu had fathered a whole pack of debt collectors too. Those people were all waiting for her and her son to fall on hard times so they could take their place. Lu Yuan had never needed to care about them before, because he was outstanding enough, flawless enough. But with Li Zhikong as an unpredictable variable, who knew whether lust would cloud his judgment and make him personally hand those little bastards an opening?

This is too hard for me.

Lu Yuan had no idea that he and the little lecherous rabbit shared such a doomed connection. After Li Zhikong left, he filled his stomach, took a hot bath, and slept deeply.

When he woke the next day, he was filled with restlessness, arrogance, and soaring pride—the grand confidence of drawing his sword with every glance and asking who under heaven could stand against him...

Li Zhikong's call came precisely while he was in that state.

"Hello, Young Master Lu?"

"Mm, it's me."

Though his tone was calm, how could the Rabbit Spirit, with his cheat-level hearing, fail to hear the smugness and confidence hidden within this scumbag's voice? Heh, men really were the type to forget the pain as soon as the wound healed. Did Lu think he was capable again?

"I was originally planning to go to your home and make up yesterday's missed lesson..." He deliberately paused.

"Originally?" Young Master Lu put a heavy emphasis on the word. He probably had not even realized how disappointed he sounded, like a dog whose tail had been wagging like an electric fan, only to suddenly learn that the promised meat bone was gone.

"Yes, originally." Li Zhikong held back his laughter and explained solemnly, "But who knew plans could not keep up with changes? My brother insisted that I go practice driving immediately. He said the private instructor had already been arranged, and that my biggest task right now was getting my license as soon as possible. I didn't even dare tell him about my part-time job. If I did, he definitely wouldn't let me continue."

"Wait, you mean you're going to practice driving?"

"That's right."

"I forgot to tell you, I'm quite a good driver..."

"So..."

"Mm-hm?"

"So does dear Brother Lu have time today? If you do, could you come teach me yourself? I heard driving school instructors are all really fierce. I'm so clumsy—I'm scared of getting scolded..."

"Do I have time... Let me see..."

"Brother Lu, please~"

"Fine, considering how sincere you're being."

They agreed on a meeting place, then hung up.

Li Zhikong spat. Lu the Scumbag sure knew how to put on airs. He obviously wanted it desperately, yet every time he had to make a show of refusing a few times. Then when you said, "What if I insist on forcing you?" he would answer, "Oh dear, then I have no choice (^_^)"

He was such a tsundere. How had he managed to string along so many people?

Before heading out, Li Zhikong packed a huge pile of small snacks, such as energy bars and beef jerky. His wolfish ambitions were glaringly obvious.

As a Rabbit Spirit with extensive theoretical knowledge, he naturally understood that there was a wide variety of places to make trouble—after all, as the saying went, a cunning rabbit had three burrows. That did not merely mean rabbits had several little nests! Without the professional qualities required for guerrilla warfare, his immortal father would have had to split his legs like a centipede, and even then he could not have lasted until a car accident exposed him.