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 A was doing what they usually do. Studying and revising. The class would start in ten minutes and they were revising the lecture that the teacher would give today. Someone pushed the door of the class violently and they looked up to glare at the intruder. Everyone knows that while entering or leaving the class, they must not make a noise and disturb other students who are studying. But someone dared to cause a ruckus in their class! Who dared. Han Nanxian who was sitting next to Gu Shangyan…
  • by Patricia Taylor Xu Ningwan looked at An Xiulan and then at Shen Yue who was staring at the girl with wide eyes. Shen Yue wasn’t expecting to find An Xiulan of all people here. And never did expect the girl she only met once to stand up for her. To say she was shocked would be an understatement. “Shen Yue,” She told the boy who was staring at her. “What?” Xu Ningwan said with a confused look. “My name is Shen Yue,” She said once again. “Excellent, “An Xiulan clapped and look at everyone who wasn’t…
  • by Patricia Taylor An Qinyan watched Lu Xuan leave the cafeteria. Her eyes smiled when she saw him holding the cookie box. She picked up her handbag and left the cafeteria. She was exiting the cafeteria when she bumped into a figure. “Ah Xin?” An Qinyan called out. She didn’t know when she started calling Han Zixin so intimately. “Hello, Auntie, “Han Zixin properly greeted her. He pretended as if he didn’t see her talking to Lu Xuan inside the cafeteria or heard their conversation. He didn’t mean to…
  • 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…
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