Stella was a perfectionist, which could be seen from her experience. She had high demands on herself and her students. But all her students were excellent. Strict teachers produced excellent students. Every year before the postgraduate entrance examination, students tried their best to ask her to be their mentor.
After finishing piano practice in the morning, Charlotte went to see Stella alone.
Charlotte limped over. Stella asked her, "Did you hurt your leg?"
Charlotte pressed her lips and looked a little shy. She lowered her head. Stella saw many kiss marks on her neck.
Stella immediately understood what was going on.
At this time, Charlotte said shyly, "Ms. Sampson, I'm sorry for being late today."
Stella said, "You are not allowed to have this happen again."
Charlotte smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Ms. Sampson. You're not angry with me anymore, right?"
Stella looked into Charlotte's eyes and said calmly, "Practicing the piano is your business."
"Actually, my boyfriend came over last night." Charlotte's voice was filled with shyness, and her face was flushed.
Stella had been young once. Looking at Charlotte like this, she could tell that Charlotte was in love.