CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 127: SLAPPING THE FAKE RICH GIRL 28

Today is the midterm exam, and the teacher specifically asked everyone to come a bit early.

Anning arrived at school pretty early.

As soon as she reached the school gate, she bumped into Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan still had that arrogant air about him, not wearing the school uniform but dressed in what he thought was a super cool green coat, topped with red hair; red paired with green...

Anning snickered and walked over to meet up with Xiao Yuan.

She now found Xiao Yuan quite adorable.

He had a completely different personality from the warm man named Xiao Yuan who had cherished her in another life, but similarly, he could touch Anning’s heartstrings.

"Today is the exam."

Xiao Yuan said to Anning.

Anning nodded: "I know."

"Don’t you have anything else to say?"

Xiao Yuan blinked, his face full of anticipation.

"Do well on the exam."

Anning tiptoed to pat Xiao Yuan’s head, but he was too tall, and she couldn’t reach.

Xiao Yuan kindly bent down to let Anning rub his red hair.

After being affectionately patted on the head by Anning, Xiao Yuan had a silly smile on his face.

"Anning, do you also like my red hair?"

Anning: ...

"Do you think my red hair looks really good, really cool?"

Xiao Yuan asked again.

"It looks great, very cool." Anning said insincerely.

Although Xiao Yuan’s red hair severely challenged her sense of aesthetics, Anning surprisingly didn’t dislike it and even felt it was quite acceptable after looking at it for a while.

"I used to dye my hair green for a while."

Xiao Yuan walked and talked with Anning.

It was cold today with snowflakes drifting all the way, and there was a thin layer of snow on roofs, trees, and the ground. The two of them left a trail of large and small footprints as they walked.

Xiao Yuan put his hands to his mouth and breathed on them: "I thought it looked good, but was forcefully made to shave my head."

Anning snickered: "I know, I heard it was your dad."

Speaking of Xiao Yuan’s dad, his expression darkened a bit.

Anning could tell that Xiao Yuan and his father didn’t have a good relationship.

She looked up at the sky: "The snow came early this year."

Xiao Yuan responded, then cheekily asked Anning, "Are you cold?"

Anning tightened her clothes: "Not cold."

Xiao Yuan seemed a bit disappointed.

He wanted to say that if Anning was cold, he wouldn’t mind draping his coat over her.

Chatting along the way, they soon reached the classroom.

Then they were informed by the class teacher, Teacher Wu, that this midterm exam would shuffle the order, with students from classes one through twelve being interspersed. Which class each would be mixed with was determined by the class teachers drawing lots.

The class one teacher drew first, and ended up drawing class twelve.

Yesterday after school, the class one teacher already looked very displeased.

Teacher Wu asked everyone to pack up their stuff as some students needed to go to class one for the exam.

Anning, Xiao Yuan, and Zhang Ke were all assigned to class one.

Anning actually didn’t want to.

But since Teacher Wu had arranged everything, she could only take her things and go.

Class one was quite far from class twelve, and it took a long while to walk there. Along the way, Xiao Yuan kept comforting Anning: "Don’t be scared, if we run into Zhao Mingzhu, I will protect you."

Although Zhang Ke didn’t know why Anning had issues with Zhao Mingzhu, he was also protective.

"Rest assured, Xiao Yuan and I will protect you, don’t be afraid."

Anning’s face looked a bit pale, and despite the cold weather, sweat beads were rolling down her forehead: "I... am not afraid."

But Xiao Yuan noticed her teeth were chattering.

He put the things in Zhang Ke’s hands and turned to run towards the teacher’s office.

"Xiao Yuan."

Zhang Ke called out, but Xiao Yuan didn’t pay him any heed.

He sprinted to the office door and uncharacteristically knocked and shouted to report his presence.

Teacher Wu was preparing test papers in the office. Hearing the knock, she called out for him to enter, surprised to see Xiao Yuan coming in.

"Is something the matter?"

Xiao Yuan walked up to Teacher Wu’s desk.

At this time, there were several other teachers in the office, all curiously sizing up Xiao Yuan—handsome but oddly dressed and perennially occupying the last place in class rankings.

"Teacher, I would like to ask for your help to check which class Zhao Mingzhu is taking her exam in."

The class advisor of Class One happened to come in and laughed upon hearing this: "What’s up, looking out for Student Zhao in our class?"

The class advisor knew Zhao Mingzhu was the crush of many boys and thought Xiao Yuan was also infatuated with Zhao Mingzhu, hoping to be in the same class for the exam.

Instead, Xiao Yuan said seriously: "Teacher Wu, Anning must not see Zhao Mingzhu. If Zhao Mingzhu is in Class One for the exam, please help switch her to Class Twelve."

"Oh?"

Teacher Wu frowned.

Several teachers found this request quite peculiar.

The class advisor of Class One couldn’t help but ask, "Why?"

Now Teacher Wu remembered why Anning had transferred to Class Twelve—to keep her distance from Zhao Mingzhu, who was in Class One. Apparently... Anning was quite afraid of Zhao Mingzhu.

Thinking of this, Teacher Wu felt somewhat apologetic.

Although she taught Class Twelve, she was quite a responsible and decent person.

"Alright, I’ll check."

The class advisor of Class One sat down: "No need to check, Mingzhu is in Class One."

Teacher Wu immediately walked outside: "I’ll go and have Anning return to Class Twelve."

"What’s going on?"

The class advisor of Class One became even more curious, grasping Teacher Wu’s arm and insisting on a clear explanation before agreeing to any change of students.

Teacher Wu had no choice but to send Xiao Yuan to call Anning.

After Xiao Yuan left, Teacher Wu sighed: "This was my oversight. When Anning transferred here, her mother did mention not to let her see Zhao Mingzhu."

The teachers all grew curious.

Don’t think teachers aren’t gossipy; they often stay on campus and naturally enjoy gossip due to its mundane nature.

Teacher Wu sat down and whispered: "It’s said Anning was mistakenly switched at birth, and was raised by Zhao Mingzhu’s biological parents for fifteen years. While staying with the Zhao Family, she had a tough time, as Zhao Mingzhu’s mother isn’t a nice person. When Anning was brought back, she was mentally affected and would tremble all over just seeing Zhao Mingzhu, who resembles her mother."

"Ah?"

The room full of teachers were surprised to hear the story.

Everyone felt that the plot was as dramatic as a soap opera.

"That’s really something; I thought stuff like that only happens in TV dramas."

One teacher commented.

The class advisor of Class One was also at a loss for words: "If that’s the case, it really wouldn’t be right to have Anning in our class; it would affect her exam performance."

Teacher Wu nodded: "Yes, that’s correct. I’ve been too busy these past few days and forgot about this."

After Teacher Wu left, the teachers gathered and discussed.

Everyone felt sympathetic towards Anning for her unfortunate mix-up—how a heiress had suffered for fifteen years due to a mistake.

Then they thought about Zhao Mingzhu, who clearly wasn’t the Zhao Family’s biological daughter, and some lamented Zhao Mingzhu’s extremely good fortune.