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Lu Chengzhou narrowed his eyes. “You’ll be replaced if you can’t drive properly.”
Lu Yī looked like he was about to cry. “Please don’t, Young Master Lu. I made a mistake. I swear that I’ll go to Africa to do hard labor if this happens again!”
Silence reigned in the car for a few seconds.
Lu Chengzhou turned his raven eyes towards Gu Mang. He opened his QR code, his deep eyes rippling like waves. “Ms. Gu?”
Gu Mang looked at Meng Jinyang in front of her and finally added Lu Chengzhou’s WeChat.
Upon adding him, two hundred thousand dollars were transferred into her account.
The money was enough to send Meng Jinyang through high school and university.
Gu Mang received the money without formality and smiled. “Thank you, Young Master Lu.”
…
Year Three’s Class Twenty was the kingdom of second-generation heirs.
Other than those with strong family backgrounds in Ming City, the students there were comprised of those who were rejected by other classes.
There was no lack of students who had felt cast out by the other classes and volunteered to go to Class Twenty.
The “Wall of Honor” in Class Twenty looked bare and wretched.
They stood at first place of the cohort, if one counted from the bottom, all year round.
“Brother Yang, when I climbed over the wall to get in today, I saw Little Xi bring in two girls and they looked new. By golly, one of them is really pretty! She’s super pale!”
Lu Yang, who was sitting in the last row, rolled up a piece of foolscap and held it in his mouth, looking like a bandit. “How pretty can she be?”
He recalled Gu Mang, who had stayed over at their house for one day.
That face had been the paragon of beauty.
She had an aura that was even more frightening than his own father’s.
Fatty pulled out a chair and sat down. “No, Brother Yang, she’s really pretty! Her skin was so white and beautiful and she had such long legs!”
“Oh.”
Lu Yang was not interested at all. He folded up the collar of his uniform and laid his head back down to sleep.
Fatty was speechless. The news spread through the entire class like wildfire. Instantly, the class was abuzz with chatter.
Shen Huan turned her head to speak with Chu Yao across the aisle. “I heard from Ling Qian that the girl is tremendously pretty.”
Chu Yao stretched his legs across the aisle and cupped his face with his hand. With a disdainful smirk and chuckle, he said, “Even a female pig can be beautiful in Fatty Ling’s eyes. How can you believe what he says? I’ll chop my head off if she’s actually pretty!”
A group of people who were previously expecting gossip shut up resentfully and lost all hope.
Fatty Ling was speechless. The bell for class rang.
The other classes quietened down, leaving Class Twenty as the only class still making noise.
Class Nineteen was beside Class Twenty and the teacher in the former room slammed the door shut loudly to block out the clamor.
Xi Yan taught chemistry.
A second before she entered the class, she chatted in a friendly manner with Meng Jinyang.
Stepping into class seemed to flip some sort of switch and she became somber.
This was the special talent of a form teacher: face changing.
The noise in the class died down gradually.
Xi Yan placed her lesson plan on the lectern and smiled amiably once again. “We have two new transfer students who will be joining our class. Please welcome them.”
She turned her head towards the door.
Gu Mang carried her school bag on her shoulders with one hand in her pocket and the other carrying her school uniform as she followed Meng Jinyang into the room.
No one in the class reacted when Meng Jinyang walked in.
She was pretty good-looking, but was not exceptionally beautiful.
Everyone finally believed Chu Yao that Fatty’s taste in beauty could not be trusted.
Many immediately looked down to sleep or play with their own things.
Upon seeing that another girl was about to enter, Fatty quickly turned around to call out to Lu Yang in a whisper, “Brother Yang, Brother Yang, she’s here, she’s here.”
Lu Yang, whose head was covered by his school uniform, delivered a fierce kick to Fatty’s seat.
Fear struck Fatty immediately and he dared not disturb him again.
Suddenly, the class plunged into a strange silence.
