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Edited and proofread by greenapple and anks

As Meng Xiaonan's father walks away, An Chuxia stares at her friend with displeasure. “I know you don't have a good impression of your father, but don't do that to him. He's trying to be good to you. If I was your father, I would've slapped you for your att.i.tude. Anyway, what kind of card did he give you? I mean, does it have a lot of money?”

Meng Xiaonan rarely looks sad, but her expression disappears quickly. She reacts to what her friend says. “Laoda, it's not good to constantly think about money. It's not good. I know you're short on money, but don't… . Let me treat you to lunch.”

Nodding thoughtfully, An Chuxia opens her phone and glances at the screen. “I've got 10 minutes before cla.s.ses start, and today's the city exam. I'm leaving first. Remember, I'm in Year 1, Cla.s.s A. Come find me, okay?”

“Go! Oh wait! I'm going to cla.s.s too!” Meng Xiaonan cunningly looks at her and lies. “Oh, how clever! I'm also in Cla.s.s A!” She really isn't, but she'll get permission from the princ.i.p.al to be in the same cla.s.s.

An Chuxia is stunned for a few seconds before her eyes light up. “This is great! You have to give me full test scores in three subjects, or you're going to h.e.l.l… .”

“No, no!” she screams down the walkway.

A few minutes later, An Chuxia walks into the cla.s.sroom with Meng Xiaonan, laughing. What they see are heads down, engrossed in reviewing, or doing exercises. The sight is incredible.

Meng Xiaonan pauses. She feels the Royal College's study atmosphere is great. She sees An Chuxia move toward the podium. Suddenly, she feels like the odd one out.

“Everyone, this is… .” An Chuxia's eyes looks around the cla.s.sroom.

The students immediately pipe down. An Chenchuan stands up and smiles at her. “We know this exam is very important to our cla.s.s. It's a rare opportunity for us to give the cla.s.s a face-lift. We will work harder.”

“But…,” a girl whispers. “The exams have suddenly been moved up.We're extremely worried that we might not test that well now. The time is too short, and we're quite anxious about it…. .”

The other students nod, worried. An Chuxia smiles and says with a soothing voice, “Whatever the outcome, you have worked hard getting to this point. As long as you have worked hard, you won't fail. Okay?”

“That's right!” the cla.s.s says in unison. The cla.s.s bell rings, and the cla.s.s teacher appears by the door. He pulls Meng Xiaonan onto the podium, while An Chuxia heads to her seat.

“Students, you have a new cla.s.smate. Please, introduce yourself.” The teacher smiles at her kindly.

Meng Xiaonan nods her head before looking at the cla.s.s. “h.e.l.lo everyone, my name is Jiangnan. But I prefer being called Xiaonan. The name isn't cute but handsome. Isn't it more meaningful?”

A burst of laughter erupts in cla.s.s, followed by the sound of a fist hitting the table.

Compared to Xiaonan's introduction, Year 2 Cla.s.s A's wasn't as funny.

“h.e.l.lo, everyone. I'm Basa Li. I'm from Switzerland, but my mother is Chinese. As you can see, I am… Han Qilu's fiancee. So, girls, stay away from Han Qilu. Otherwise, I'll be very angry.”

CHAPTER 248

Strangle Her

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Edited and proofread by greenapple and anks

Year 2 Cla.s.s A immediately falls into silence. Ling Hanyu looks indifferent, but at the same time, he closes the comic book when Xiao Mingluo says, “Today's gonna be fun.”

Taking a big gulp, Xiao Mingluo, who knows nothing about any of this, suddenly reacts. He looks straight at Han Qilu. The party doesn't show any intention to refute the meaning, but leans back against the backrest, looking blankly out the window.

“Hey, mentally handicapped, what's going on?” Xiao Mingluo whispers to Ling Hanyu. “Why isn't Han Qilu refuting this? Or going to that foreigner and strangling her!”

Ling Hanyu is indifferent. He stretches and softly yawns. “Because it's true.”

Basa Li's remarks pa.s.s over Year 2's head. She pauses before lowering her head and walking to the back of the cla.s.s.

“Well, Basa Li, go find yourself an empty seat,” The teacher says, pointing to the fourth row with vacant seats. Basa shows her dissatisfaction.

She reaches an empty seat next to Han Seoksung when she exclaims, “Teacher, there's an empty seat in the second row. Also, I'm Han Qilu's fiancee. Shouldn't I sit next to him?”

The students hold their breaths, waiting for Han Qilu to be furious. However… there's dead silence. Han Qilu silently looks out the window. It seems like something is about to happen.

The teacher breaks the tension. Basa Li proudly faces Han Qilu and sits next to him when he gets up from his seat. “I'm going to the toilet.”

As he finishes his statement, he glances at Basa Li and shoots her a warning glare instead of immediately grabbing her and shoving her away. Xiao Mingluo parrots Qilu. “Teacher, I also need to go to the toilet.”

As he says that, he yanks Ling Hanyu who is getting ready to sleep. “Why are you pulling me? I don't need to go to the toilet. I don't need to urinate!”

“You have to urinate!” Xiao Mingluo raises his head and smiles. “Don't you, Hanyu student?”

Ling Hanyu glares at Xiao Mingluo before nodding and following him out.

The cla.s.s teacher pushes his gla.s.ses on the bridge of his nose to hide his embarra.s.sment. “Well, we should be receiving a SMS notification. The City Exam dates have been moved up. We came to know that someone had leaked the test.”

Once the teacher leaves, the cla.s.s immediately begins to gossip enthusiastically. The topic is Basa Li, and her relations.h.i.+p with Han Qilu. Some people scoff at the idea. Some dismiss it. And some are jealous of it… .

Of course, there are other people… .

“Are you kidding me?” Mo Xinwei stopped applying her eyeliner midway to listen. It's no wonder, Taoqiu burst into the cla.s.sroom to tell her a foreigner wearing a Stein uniform had announced she's Han Qilu's fiancee. Anyone who hears it won't believe it.

Taking advantage of the teacher's absence in the cla.s.sroom and the chaos erupting, Taoqiu looks around before lowering her voice again to whisper, “Not unless I heard wrong. If you don't believe me, go to cla.s.s A and see for yourself.”

Taking Taoqiu's advice, Mo Xinwei slowly puts down the eyeliner. Her glare sharpens.