He raised his head with a smile on his face, "She is indeed a cute little girl, but our class is not suitable for you. If you go in, you will be eaten by those bastards."
The finger pointed at the female teacher again, "Go to her class"
After doing Tai Chi, Yu Yuanyuan was pushed back again
The female teacher threw a big handbag at her. Yu Yuanyuan clearly saw that it was hitting her front door, but halfway through, it miraculously passed over her head and hit the person behind her.
"Ah - you crazy bitch!"
Then there were miserable screams
Yu Yuanyuan came out with weak hands and feet. This school was beyond her expectation.
She almost wanted to retreat, but when she thought of that young man, she mustered up the courage again
Moreover, this is her only chance to get rid of the young master, she must seize it
She has been through such difficulties being around the young master. She will definitely be able to adapt to this place quickly.
This kind of place is suitable for people like her, not that gorgeous and noble school and people
Yu Yuanyuan found the class taught by the uncle. Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still stunned for a few times. The classroom was empty and there was no one.
The door is wide open, and it doesn’t look like he’s going out for physical education class.
Yu Yuanyuan turned to look at the blackboard. There were all kinds of graffiti on it, and the table below was also placed in a mess.
She turned around silently. It seemed that it was useless to come here today. She had better go back first.
As soon as she returned to Xia Zhai, Yu's mother came up to her and asked, "Yuanyuan, how is school? Are the teachers good? Where are the classmates?"
Yu Yuanyuan has a headache. She doesn’t want to lie, but she is afraid that her mother will worry if she tells the truth.
She lowered her head and put her hands behind her back as if to cover up, "It's pretty good."
Mother Yu looked at her suspiciously, "Really?"
Mother Yu knows her daughter well, and she can tell by looking at her expression that there must be something wrong. However, she has been a dull gourd since she was a child, and she refuses to say anything that she has made up her mind not to say.
She secretly felt that it would be better to go and take a look when she had time.