Patricia Taylor

Stories 11
Chapters 3,604
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  • by Patricia Taylor “The boy is really pitiful. Maybe, I shouldn’t be too hostile to him,” An Xiulan muttered under her breath. “He is a bully because he had no one to guide him well, “Shen Yue replied. “When my mom was Mrs Shen, she had heard through grapevine that Mrs Lu is a nice woman and a good stepmother to him but Old madam doesn’t let her get close to him and he doesn’t listen to his strict father. His grandmother spoils him so much. It’s no wonder he is not afraid of anything.” It was no secret…
  • by Patricia Taylor The next morning when An Xiulan was asleep without any worry about the world. Lu Xuan was awake and sitting in the living room wearing his tracksuit. As he saw An Qinyan in her tracksuit, he cleared his throat. “Uhum..are you going for your morning run?” Lu Xuan asked. He appeared as if they had coincidentally met. Surely, something mischievous was cooking up in his mind. “Yeah, you know I run daily. Do you wanna join mom?” An Qinyan asked, hiding her smile. “Whatever,” Lu Xuan played hard…
  • by Patricia Taylor When Wang Yuxi disappeared, Lu Xuan gave his attention to Gu Shangyan who was frowning while reading the comments on the forum. “T-that g-girl,” Lu Xuan said and then cleared his throat. “Is that girl really your cousin?” Gu Shangyan instinctively nodded his head. In his heart, An Xiulan was his cousin. Lu Xuan fell quiet? Ahem, did this mean this boy was hai cousin too? “What’s up?” Gu Shangyan asked. “Are you worried about going back? Forget about your promise to your parents to…
  • by Patricia Taylor While four of them were having lunch, Zhou Liling had played her shot. A post was trending on the school forum. Although the principal had banned the use of cell phones on the school campus, it still wasn’t enough. The anonymous person who had posted the thread had talked about the partial behaviour of Han Nanxian and the shameless attitude of a bully. The bully was no one else but An Xiulan who had reached Class Ten A one day to beat a student. The post explained how Han Nanxian chose to guide An…
  • by Patricia Taylor “Class Ten A doesn’t need students to bring success. Of all people you should know Class A is synonymous with success.” Han Nanxian said with a gentle smile and turned his head only to find Song Xueyun and Lu Xuan in a deep argument. Huo Mian turned his head in the same direction to find the source of surprise and uneasiness written on Han Nanxian’s face. She couldn’t help but ask, “What’s up with the students of class A? How are they acquainted with someone like Lu Xuan?” Zhou Liling…
  • by Patricia Taylor Jingyuan High watched a startling scene today. Big boss Han, the tyrant of Class Ten K, was holding a pink-coloured school bag in his hand, glaring at everyone who would try to come into his barbie doll’s way or that’s what his buddies were thinking. “Cheat Prince, I can hold my school bag,” An Xiulan said for the nth time. Han Zixin gave her a bad look. “Are you sure you can even walk without passing out?” According to Han Zixin, An Xiulan was so fragile that she couldn’t even lift a…
  • by Patricia Taylor An Xiulan pouted her lips. How was she supposed to stay mad when he was being sincere? This was not fair to her kind and fragile heart. Suddenly, her lips tugged to form a smile and as he saw her smile, he was dazed for a moment. “Cheat prince, my hands hurt,” An Xiulan acted pitifully. Han Zixin quickly stood up and took the chair next to her bed before he started feeding her the tangerines. “It was sour. I want a sweet piece,” An Xiulan demanded. Han Zixin nodded his head and prayed for the…
  • by Patricia Taylor “I’m feeling good now,” An Xiulan replied. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at this time. This man…who she had bickered with was her father? Why was her luck so bad all the time? The lawyer she spoke nonsense to that day was her scumbag father? Oh my God! What does she do now? She even received a formal apology from him! Lu Zhaolin frowned as he found her voice familiar. As if something struck him, he held his hand in a position where only her eyes were visible and the next moment he…
  • by Patricia Taylor An Xiulan woke up the next day. This time, her head was clearer than ever. As she looked at the surroundings, she let out a sigh. She realized that she had some unusual memories in her head that she didn’t have earlier and instead of confusing her further, she was clearer now. She has accepted a long time ago that her life couldn’t be an ordinary one and when she found out that she had a twin brother out of nowhere, she accepted it just like that. Of course, she accepted this bizarre truth without…
  • by Patricia Taylor “Hi,” Han Zixin smiled at An Qinyan when he saw her. An Qinyan smiled at the boy as she patted his head. “Ah Xin, how are you?” “I’m good, Auntie,” Han Zixin replied when he saw how weak the woman was looking. The dark circles below her eyes were prominent. He passed the coffee that Han Nanxian had brought for him and Song Xueyun, “Do you want to have coffee?” “Such a good kid,” An Qinyan softly said as she took the coffee and gestured to him to follow her if he wanted to see An…
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