Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âAish, I heard that there seemed to be some big problems in his family, and they needed a lot of money to settle it or else⦠something terrible will happen.â
âNo wonder he dropped out from school.â
Mu Xiaoxiao had already let Yu Zheâs betrayal go from her mind, but she felt a little disturbed.
Just then, the bell rang for the start of class.
Mu Xiaoxiao was still daydreaming and thus didnât notice the Chinese teacher leading a girl in.
It caused a stir amongst her classmates.
âIsnât this the girl from earlier in the morning? So sheâs transferring to our class?â
âThere were guesses on Weibo that she must have come because of Young Master Jie and would be transferred to Year Twoâs Class S. Looks like they were wrong.â
âWow! She looks hot! Which wealthy family is she from? The parade in the morning was quite extravagant, and that Bentleyâs expensive!â
The Chinese teacher interrupted everyoneâs mutterings and said, âThis is our new transfer student. Sheâll be introducing herself to everyone.â
After that, a voice as sweet as an orioleâs song said, âHello everyone, Iâm An Zhixin. Iâll be a member of Class S from now on, so please take care of me.â
Mu Xiaoxiao, who had been lost in her daydreams, suddenly got a shock.
An Zhixin?
She lifted her head suddenly and looked towards the podium.
Coincidentally, An Zhixin looked over at her as well, and their gazes met.
An Zhixin looked unruffled. She gave her a smile and nodded her head as a greeting.
Mu Xiaoxiao frowned and quickly stopped her shocked expression.
So An Zhixin was the girl in that picture?
How could she have transferred to Shangde!
Mu Xiaoxiao was well-aware of An Zhixinâs family background. Even if her dad won the lottery, she still wouldnât be able to enter, much less Class S!
Mu Xiaoxiao thus felt that this turn of events was really unimaginably strange.
The Chinese teacher swept her gaze across the room. Pointing at the empty seat in front of Mu Xiaoxiao, she said, âAn Zhixin, you may take a seat there.â
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
She eyed the table in front of her. That was once Yu Zheâs seat, and the new table and chair had been placed there under Yin Shaojieâs orders. How could it be so coincidental that An Zhixin was going to sit here?
Even though Mu Xiaoxiao didnât want to admit it, she felt a little unhappy about this.
An Zhixinâs gaze had been fixated on Mu Xiaoxiao the entire time. She then walked over slowly and sat in the seat in front of her.
The Chinese teacher rapped on the podium. âAlright, weâll now begin class. The new student doesnât have a textbook, so may her deskmate care for her and share his textbook?â
An Zhixinâs deskmate was a boy, and he was, of course, very willing to do so. He pushed his textbook over hurriedly in front of An Zhixin.
âMay I call you Zhixin? Your name sounds so pretty. Since weâll be deskmates from today onwards, you can ask me for help if you donât understand anything!â
An Zhixinâs smile was friendly as she nodded her head and said, âSure. Iâm not very familiar with Shangde, so please take care of me in the future.â
The boy looked like he had been hypnotized by her as he remarked, âZhixin, youâre so gentle⦠Iâve never met a girl as gentle as you.â
An Zhixin smiled as she said, âYouâre exaggerating. Alright, letâs stop talking or weâll disrupt the class.â
âOkay! Letâs pay attention; weâll talk after class.â
Mu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting right behind them, heard the entirety of their conversation.