Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 82 Not Mother and Daughter

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 Not Mother and Daughter

Yang Xing stared at Shen Xuan’s retreating figure, a playful smile on his lips, daring to stand with his boss in front of so many people, as if she didn’t know whether her looks could withstand the scrutiny.

"Young Master Gu," he greeted Gu Yue.

Yueyue flitted across Gu Yue’s cool face, then stuffed her hands in her pockets and strutted toward Class Seven.

"This student, I’ve never seen her before, and she’s so beautiful, just like the Evil Concubine on TV. Who could concentrate on their studies in the same class as her?"

Many parents began to discuss.

Yueyue was indeed stunningly beautiful; the sayings of the ancients were not without reason.

In their time, if someone as beautiful as Yueyue sat beside them, they wouldn’t be able to focus on their studies.

Hearing these discussions, Shen Xuan felt slightly better, but still unbalanced in her heart, because these parents still didn’t know about Yueyue’s academic performance and capabilities.

A flash of jealousy crossed her eyes as she pursed her lips and sat beside Shen Jinhao without speaking.

When Shen Jinhao saw Yueyue, he was dazzled for a moment too. Despite her eye-catching appearance, her defiant and aloof temperament was captivating.

However, she quickly withdrew her gaze, turned her head to the person beside her, and pulled out a gift box.

"I brought you this gift from Beijing, see if you like it."

Shen Xuan smiled faintly at the exquisitely wrapped gift box in her hands, "Thank you, Brother."

"When you come to Beijing, I’ll take you out to have fun," Shen Jinhao said, touching her head affectionately.

"Mhm," Shen Xuan responded softly, feeling a little better.

She was going to Beijing. Even if Yueyue got into Jing University, her path forward might not be wider or better than Shen Xuan’s.

"By the way, do you know that boy you were talking to just now?" Shen Jinhao looked at her with deep eyes.

"Mhm, his name is Gu Yue, he’s the top student of our grade, but his family seems to be just ordinary citizens of Lan City," Shen Xuan raised her eyes, not sure why he was asking, but her brother always had deliberate and decisive thoughts, which even she couldn’t see through.

A thoughtful look flashed through Shen Jinhao’s eyes. The surname was Gu, and the eyes were so similar, but since he was from Lan City, he might be overthinking it.

"Jinhao Brother, when did you come back?" Lin Xuanze approached him.

Shen Jinhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I just finished my studies and came back to see how things are. You seem to have grown more handsome; I almost didn’t recognize you."

"That’s right, you haven’t seen me for two years," Lin Xuanze said with a smile.

He used to run to his house often when he was younger to play with him, and his mother used to scold him, telling him to learn from Brother Jinhao.

On the second floor of the teaching building, at the end of the corridor by the window, this position just allowed a clear view of the entire football field.

"Master Chen, the kid isn’t wearing a hat today, seems especially dazzling."

Feng Ye stared at that figure, noticeable in the crowd with one glance.

She wasn’t wearing a hat, neatly dressed in school uniform, the ruffian air gone, only defiant and aloof.

Still, the kid.

Standing there, she was particularly eye-catching, stealing the show.

He wore an air of pride, the kid’s grades were so impressive, he wanted to be her parent.

That feeling must be delightful.

Xiao Chen’s lips curved slightly, his features sharp like cut from a knife, the depths of his eyes unfathomable, a hint of... proud satisfaction in his brow.

Feng Ye touched his shiny earring, watching his subtle expressions, smiling cryptically.

Master Chen’s face was filled with pride... But if this wasn’t his own brat, what was there for him to be proud about?

...

"Boss, you’re quite different today!" Wang Ning said with a smile, looking at Yun Yue as she strolled over leisurely. He realized that the other half of her face hidden under the cap was also dazzlingly stunning.

"This is a gift my mom prepared for you." Wang Ning handed her a gift box, whispering sneakily, "It’s all the stuff you like to eat."

Yueyue raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a meaningful gaze.

Pretty shrewd.

Lin Xiang followed her to Class 7, not expecting that she would be so popular there. Seeing all the classmates in Class 7 talking to her one by one, she couldn’t be happier in her heart.

"Who is this..." Wang Ning’s mother looked at Lin Xiang standing behind Yun Yue, her presence quite strong, the very image of a professional businesswoman.

People around were all looking at Lin Xiang; these two didn’t look much like mother and daughter.

Lin Xiang looked at them with poise, her expression gentle, "Hello everyone, I’m Yueyue’s stepmother, Lin Xiang."

Her words brought a moment of awkwardness to the scene, and many people turned to look at her, it was rare to see a stepmother attending a parent-teacher meeting.

"I was wondering why the two of you didn’t seem very alike."

Such a comment spread among the crowd, making the atmosphere slightly odd.

"Mom, lower your voice," a child next to her whispered, telling her not to speak.

This was Lin Xiang, the president of the Lin Group—others could only dream of having such a stepmother!

Besides, Yun Yue was so awesome, a scholarly superstar who could score full marks; even if she was a stepmother, they had to smile and be kind to her.

"Aunt Xiang, please sit here." Yun Yue spoke up, easing the awkwardness for her. She glanced lightly at the parent who’d just spoken, the one from the adjacent Class 6.

Lin Xiang nodded with a smile, taking a seat next to Qu Yilan, happy to have someone to chat with.

Class 7 also glared at the parent from Class 6, holding a grudge.

Parents and students continued to trickle in.

By 9 o’clock, nearly all students and parents from the senior year were present, seated on both sides of the main stage, looking up at the inspiring and majestic calligraphy banner—Strive diligently, no regrets in Grade 12.

The banner was personally penned by the principal of First Middle School, who was not present today; the vice principal was hosting this motivation assembly instead.

The vice principal was no stranger to hosting these big events, handling them with ease.

As the uplifting music stopped, the host delivered the opening remarks, followed by the vice principal and several school leaders taking their seats on stage.

"Teachers, parents, students: Good morning, today we have Lancheng High School’s senior year’s first motivation assembly. After twelve years of hard studying, we’re nearing the end, and I believe the students have already made their choice between glory and regret."

"The sweat we’ve poured, the nights and days of relentless study will soon yield the most bountiful fruit. With seven more months to go, we still need to strive diligently so that our senior year will be without regrets."

The vice principal’s voice was deep and powerful, filling the students and parents present with passionate fervor.

Liang Qian sneaked off to the back using a restroom excuse; she had been planning this for a long time, and today she was bound to shock everyone present, both parents and teachers.

Even if she was a straight-A student, the top of her grade, what did it matter? No parent wanted their child in a study environment with someone of a bad reputation.

Lin Xuanze noticed her and a deep thought flashed through his eyes; he stood up and followed her.

Backstage there were just a few student council members, and they were surprised to see her there.

"Liang Qian, what are you doing here? The assembly has already started," a freshman girl said, her eyes showing her astonishment.

Liang Qian looked around anxiously, "I lost the hair clip Shen Xuan gave me; I thought maybe I dropped it here earlier, so I came to look for it."