Patricia Taylor

Stories 11
Chapters 3,604
Words 1.6 M
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Reading 5 days, 16 hours5 d, 16 h
  • by Patricia Taylor An Qinyan was at the office when her secretary arrived in a rush. She looked up to hear, “President An, there is someone wanting to meet you. She has been causing quite a disturbance in the reception area.” An Qinyan didn’t need to ask who it was. Ever since she had attained the custody of Lu Xuan, she knew that Old Madam was going to cause a scene. She was not going to let this matter slide. Snatching Lu Xuan from the old Madam was like ripping her of her reputation and the name that she had…
  • by Patricia Taylor Later, An Qinyan walked out of the teacher’s office with Lu Xuan following her. As they reached the school cafeteria area, she stopped in her footsteps and turned to look at her son who was looking down and not meeting eyes with her. This was not the Lu Xuan she knew. “You disappoint me, “An Qinyan said. Lu Xuan clenched his hands and swallowed hard. He was a disappointment. He didn’t know why she took his side inside. Perhaps, she did that to save her reputation. He knew how important…
  • by Patricia Taylor “It will be Miss An for you,” An Qinyan smiled as she took a seat and gestured to Lu Xuan to stand beside her. “I wonder why teacher Liu had to call me to school?” “Miss An, your son has cheated in the monthly exam. We are certain that he had copied his answers from the student who was sitting behind him,” Teacher Liu replied and Lu Xuan looked at his mother in a panic. The student sitting behind him was none other than Orange who had scored the same marks. Everyone was of the view that Lu…
  • by Patricia Taylor The following morning, An Qinyan still couldn’t talk to An Xiulan as the latter had to leave for school and she didn’t want to spoil her daughter’s mood if the conversation didn’t end well. She was thinking of picking up An Xiulan from school and then taking her out to play so they could have a good atmosphere to talk with each other. She was so worried about Lu Xuan that she didn’t notice how her daughter didn’t seem like her usual chatty self. An Xiulan quietly had breakfast with her mother…
  • by Patricia Taylor “Lanlan, mom has something to talk to you,” An Qinyan said as soon as she saw her daughter returning. “You can change first, I will wait for you in the living room.” An Xiulan nodded her head and walked to her room. She didn’t pay attention to her mother’s words like she usually did. Instead of changing into other clothes, she laid on the bed and before she realised, she was fast asleep. For someone who had been running to extra classes, tuition classes and preparation for exams, she was tired…
  • by Patricia Taylor Currently, Han Zixin and An Xiulan were looking at other paintings. She stood before a certain painting, her eyes fixed on a figure in light pink Hanfu under the cherry blossom tree, staring at the blankness. The artist was so talented that she was left stunned by how the cherry blossoms and the girl’s pink Hanfu were scattering like the petals of cherry blossoms. “Do you like the painting?” A boy around their age asked her. An Xiulan looked at the boy who was wearing a blue T-shirt and faded jeans…
  • by Patricia Taylor The art exhibition was held in the community hall where students of art clubs from all the high schools in the city were participating. Along with Mona, many other students of the art club of Jingyuan high were taking part in the same exhibition. Han Zixin was once standing outside the gates, looking at his watch, waiting for a certain classmate of his who had threatened her over the phone a few minutes ago to attend the exhibition with her. And now she was running late! An Xiulan appeared at the scene…
  • by Patricia Taylor Lu Zhaolin was standing in front of his first wife, An Qinyan. It wasn’t the first time he was seeing her after she returned to the country and it was most definitely not the last time he would meet her either. “Congratulations, Miss An for winning the case, “The lawyer shook hands with An Qinyan while her gaze was stuck on her ex husband. She had won the case of Lu Xuan’s custody battle. Actually, it wasn’t a custody case. It was a case over papers signed by the Lu family sixteen years ago…
  • by Patricia Taylor “Ah?” Han Zixin was confused. What could eyebrows even say to each other? He didn’t mind her asking him silly riddles. It was just that he didn’t know the answer to this one. “I don’t know, “Han Zixin said after a while. “Tell me the answer.” “It says, ‘you looked surprised to see me’,” An Xiulan replied and then giggled at her own joke. Han Zixin’s lips twitched. See, she was really silly. “Why are you here?” Han Zixin asked. “I just came to pass words,” An Xiulan…
  • by Patricia Taylor “Xiao Lan!” An Xiulan turned her head to find Mona who was running towards her. Oh, she hadn’t seen her friends for a long time except in the examination centre where they were not allowed to talk or even look at each other. Every one of them left the examination centre at different times and so she hadn’t seen them since the first exam and today the monthly tests were ending. She was in a good mood as she knew that she was going to secure good marks in the English exam that had taken place…
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