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 Class Ten would appear for the second exam of the second monthly test. An Xiulan had reached school earlier today and she by her contact in class found out where she could find the student she had injured. Currently, she was holding a glass of oreo shake and some other healthy and homemade snacks. She had even brought the jar of her favourite cookies that her mother had painstakingly made for her. Her mother had asked her to show her utmost sincerity while apologising. The most dear thing to her would be…
  • by Patricia Taylor An Xiulan was returning with Mona, Song Ci and Qiao Wei after filling her water bottle with hot water while talking with the girls about a certain new student in their class. She was so lost in the conversation that she failed to notice how the cap of the water bottle was still loose. Before she could take another step, a teenager appeared out of nowhere, squatting before her as he had jumped over the wall. The cap of the bottle fell and the water out of the bottle splashed on the squatting teenager’s…
  • by Patricia Taylor In the end, he still marked those answers and Orange who was sitting behind him skillfully copied all the answers. He has heard that Lu Xuan had jumped ranks and even if all of the answers were not correct, some would surely be true. As long as Orange didn’t get peeled by his father’s belt, he was ready to trample on his own dignity and copy Lu Xuan’s answers. So what if he was copying Lu Xuan’s answers? His loyalty still belonged to Boss Han. It was like sleeping with Lu Xuan but his heart…
  • by Patricia Taylor The entire week was spent on the First monthly exams and An Qinyan personally dropped and picked up her daughter at the school gate like the very first day. An Xiulan spent a lazy Sunday with Betty and Augustine, cuddling with them and feeding them. By the time Monday came, she had to run to school to appear for the second monthly exams. And all she could do was that she was exhausted only after the first month exams. What was she supposed to do now? Never mind, she dragged her tired and stressed body to…
  • by Patricia Taylor When Han Nanxian informed her about the special teacher he didn’t tell her about the method of teaching of the very teacher. Currently, An Xiulan was in a class with children who were a little too young. Or she should say she was attending the class with nursery kids. An Xiulan had an urge to cry when the teacher said that it was better to start from the beginning in her class. Thus, today she was made to start with the Chinese letters. It wasn’t that difficult for her when she did everything from the…
  • by Patricia Taylor Do you know what it feels like when the rug is pulled beneath your feet? You might not know but An Xiulan could perfectly define the entire process of the rug being pulled beneath her feet. That too in the dramatic slow motion that they use in movies. “Hi, I’m Han Nanxian and I will be your tutor, “These were the words that the boy uttered and caused An Xiulan to blink her eyes at the situation. And this was how she knew that rug had been pulled beneath her feet. It was so sad to think about the…
  • by Patricia Taylor When An Xiulan could postpone meeting with her tutor, Han Zixin wasn’t lucky enough to do the same. The old man had been storming on his head and if he by any chance refused to have a tutor, he was sure that he would be dragged back to the new humble villa that his grandfather had been talking about. Under no circumstances, he was ready to go back to live with the old man. He had his own parents – the only parents he was ready to acknowledge, not the ones that gave birth to him only to throw him…
  • by Patricia Taylor “Where is the old library?” An Xiulan scratched her head as she found herself lost in the hallways of school once again. She had received a message from her tutor who had asked her to meet inside the Old Library. “I should have asked Qiao Wei, Mona or Song Ci to show me the way,” An Xiulan muttered when she realised that she didn’t know the way back to her class. At this moment, she didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. “What do I do now?” She asked herself once again. “Look where you…
  • by Patricia Taylor The next day, everyone in the Lu mansion was busy with their activities when they saw a young boy entering the house followed by the housekeeper. “Good sir, how did my son offend you?” Lu Zhaolin asked as he saw the boy dressed in black pants and a white shirt. He was sure that the boy was not his son’s friend as the latter was quite refined and polished to look at. “Greetings to Mr Lu, I’m Gu Shangyan and I’m here to meet Lu Xuan,” Gu Shangyan properly greeted the middle-aged man. He could…
  • by Patricia Taylor “My dear nephew, why are you walking back and forth?” Gu Yanxi couldn’t help but ask when he saw his nephew was giving him dizziness. Had he not been so dizzy, he wouldn’t have asked him the reason. Gu Shangyan looked at his uncle and then sighed. Again, he went walking back and forth. “Will you at least tell me what’s the matter? Tell you uncle, he can do anything,” Gu Yanxi said as he patted his chest in satisfaction. Gu Shangyan looked at him and then muttered, “You can’t marry the…
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