"Teacher Wu, how much does Mr. Dongfang charge?" Ye Yuwei asked embarrassedly on the way back, guessing that her face must be red all the way to her neck.
"One-on-one teaching for one hour per class, followed by three hours of practice with others. You can pay 800 yuan per class, 13 classes a month."
Wu Jingxiang's words made Yuwei breathe a sigh of relief. The price was much lower than she had expected, which clearly meant he had given her a big discount. But even so, she found it difficult to afford.
"Yuwei, if you're struggling this month, you can pay the tuition next month."
"No, I'm not struggling," Ye Yuwei forced a smile. She had her principles.
Teacher Wu and Mr. Dongfang had both helped her so much; being in debt for tuition fees would be utterly unacceptable.
Wu Jingxiang smiled but said no more.
Before getting out of the car, Wu Jingxiang said, "Yuwei, I have some cosmetics in the backseat. Take them and use them; they were gifts from some of my friends."
