As soon as Song Wenjun spoke, Wei Qingran knew what she was thinking and said awkwardly, "Ms. Song, I think..."
"I'm just going to observe the piano lesson, did I ever say I was going to harass her directly?" Jiangli interrupted Wei Qingran, looking at Song Wenjun indifferently.
Song Wenjun was at a loss for words.
Jiangli continued, "Just observing the lesson, I think, shouldn't be a big deal. If she's indeed okay, there's nothing I can do to her. Of course, if she does have a problem and you're willing to overlook it, then I can ignore it too. Whether it's a non-issue or I'm ignoring it, I won't charge you anything, is that reassuring?"
Song Wenjun suddenly felt awkward, laughing dryly, "That's not what I meant..."
"I know, Ms. Song, you're compassionate, willing to sacrifice your own family but not hurt others." Jiangli interrupted her, "If you feel there's still anything in doubt, I can just leave it alone."
Song Wenjun's face turned red and white.
