Patricia Taylor
Stories
11
Chapters
3,604
Words
1.6 M
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Reading
5 d, 16 h
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“Little Missy, how was your first day at school?” Butler You asked as soon as he saw An Xiulan coming out of the school gate. “It was good, Grandpa You,” An Xiulan sighed. Her day was extremely good minus the thirty minutes she had spent running laps of the playground on her very first day at school. Also, don’t remind her how she had to put up with that cheat prince. Butler You was an influential man in the country but only An Xiulan could make him want to replace her chauffeur. He had taken…
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An Xiulan could refuse anything but the words spoken by her mother. “No. Puppy Love.” “An Xiulan! You are an enemy of love just like English!” “Puppy love is an enemy of your bright future,” An Xiulan tried to understand this simple concept to her best friend. Yup, she had taken Qiao Wei as her best friend in her heart. Han Zi Xin picked a book and continued staring at its cover. Why did all these books have pretty boys on the cover? He pulled out his phone from his pocket and clicked a…
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“English Representative, stand up, “Teacher Wang called out when the English period was about to end in ten minutes. “Read out the last paragraph of the second chapter.” An Xiulan stared at him for a moment but obediently opened the page where she had to readout. She stared at the words written on the paragraph as if she could recognise them at a glance. She started reading out the entire paragraph in a soft tone and at a steady speed. When she finished reading out the paragraph, she looked up to…
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Han Zixin tried to use the glare he used on other students to scare them away but An Xiulan picked her thick English to Chinese dictionary to scare him away. And for some reason, Han Zixin was genuinely scared of the thick dictionary that An Xiulan was carrying with her. It had be as thick as her. What was wrong with this woman carrying deadly weapons with her to class? Their fight intensified when Han Zi Xin grabbed her cute eraser from her pencil case to compel her to hide her weapon away but who was…
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“Jiejie,” An Xiulan appeared out of the washroom with a bright smile on her face. So what if this Qiao Wei wasn’t the Qiao Wei of her world. As long as she was Qiao Wei, An Xiulan was ready to take her as her older sister. Qiao Wei tossed Song Ci ‘save me’ look but the latter just brushed it off by looking at her pretty nails. “Let’s go back to class. It’s time for English class,” Qiao Wei said, holding An Xiulan’s hand. She was afraid that if she didn’t treat this girl well, she…
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Song Ci had no idea how to console the crying An Xiulan. If she had known that she would start crying as soon as they left the class, she would not have asked the girl to follow him. “Wahhhaaa!” ‘Oh, god. How should I console my little ancestor?’ A few minutes earlier, An Xiulan was putting back her notebook in the bag when the bell rang and the teacher left their class. Song Ci threw crushed paper at her. “Let’s go to the washroom!” Song Ci said. An Xiulan agreed. She liked the first…
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“I have another announcement to make, “The headteacher said in the horn loudspeaker. The Class Ten (K) were already overwhelmed by the arrival of an adorable princess in their class and when the headteacher said that he had another announcement to make, the students didn’t pay much attention to him. But they did keep their ears open to catch in case there was any juicy news. This class had a total of twenty students and with the addition of An Xiulan, only four out of them were girls. So, the…
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Teacher Jin was given the responsibility to bring An Xiulan to her class on her very first day of school. While walking to Class Ten (K), teacher Jin asked her a number of questions. For instance, where she had been studying before. Why did she decide to transfer to Jingyuan High school out of all the schools in the city? And many more. “I have been studying in a school in the USA,” An Xiulan replied in a soft tone. “If you were studying in America, why are your grades so low?” Teacher Jim asked.…
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The students in the Class Ten ( K ) of Jingyuan high school were more than excited as they learned the news that a student would be transferred to their class this semester. The class teacher Qi Jing did not specify why a student would be transferring to their class, especially after the declaration of their first monthly text. This matter was a high deal for the students of Class Ten (K) as a student had never been transferred to their class before. Jingyuan High school had eleven sections of Class Ten…
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An Xiulan gasped, putting her hands on her mouth. “You…you are…” The boys were feeling smug when they sensed that she was just pretending to be dumb. “Emperor Qing’s distant nephew?” An Xiulan completed her sentence. Their jaws dropped hearing her wild speculation. “Who the f*ck is Emperor Qing?” The blond turned to look at the fatty boy. “Boss Lao, we are the members of a revolutionary cult. We don’t attend classes. How will we know about this Qing bastard?” The fatty kid…
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