Patricia Taylor
Stories
11
Chapters
3,604
Words
1.6 M
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Reading
5 d, 16 h
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“Shall we go in?” An Qinyan asked with a smile. She was very satisfied with her baby girl’s sense of fashion. An idea struck her. She had to go on a shopping spree with her Lanlan. “Lanlan, let’s go shopping after finishing the work at the hotel,” An Qinyan said. “But mom I have a lot of clothes back at home,” An Xiulan replied with a troubled look. Could they not spend money unnecessarily on clothes? Wouldn’t it be better to try the delicacies of this city first? “Oh darling,…
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“What are you doing tomorrow?” An Qinyan asked while they were having dinner. An Xiulan glanced up to shake her head. “Nothing. I have no school tomorrow. I will study at home.” The entire week had passed while she was busy adjusting to her new school. Since tomorrow was a weekend, she got time to rest and study at home. An Qinyan already knew that her daughter had no school the next day so she spoke, “Do you want to come with mom to inspect the new hotel our company built?” “What’s…
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That day, after getting punished because of her enemy, they tried to maintain a truce. But it wasn’t so easy. That cheat prince would do something to get on her nerves. Yesterday, he started the fight. Yes, he did and because of his stupidity, the teacher put them in detention. Not just detention, both of them had to clean their class all alone. Her tender hands hurt after cleaning the entire class and corridor. Currently, An Xiulan was sitting on the step of the patio, staring at her literature…
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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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