Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

Chapter 50 - 50 050 I am your wife, Tang Tianjiao!

?50: 050 I am your wife, Tang Tianjiao!

50: 050 I am your wife, Tang Tianjiao!

Given Xia Ye’s scores, it does seem a bit far-fetched for her to join the elite class, but…

she’s only been preparing for a few days, right?

Tian Hanwen could see through things pretty clearly.

A person who hadn’t even obtained a kindergarten diploma was able to score 100 points after just a few days of preparation.

He saw not her current grades, but her astonishing potential.

But obviously, Zhao Yuhuan didn’t care about potential, she only cared about actual scores.

Initially, she was careful not to be too harsh since the student was brought in by the principal, but just before she was about to leave the office, Xia Yourong hesitantly asked her in a low voice, “Teacher, does Principal Tian have…

any issues with you?”

Zhao Yuhuan was extremely proud, and upon hearing this, her expression darkened considerably.

Indeed, if the principal had no issues with her, why would he thrust such a troublemaker into her class?

At the office door, Zhao Yuhuan crossed her arms and said coldly, “Principal, our class one has the best overall results in the key classes!

We can’t just accept any garbage!”

That was quite rude.

The college entrance exam was only half a year away, wasn’t this clearly holding them back?

If she really let her into the class, her three-year record of having the highest college admission rate would be ruined!

Principal Tian narrowed his eyes.

Xia Yourong sneaked a glance at Xia Ye, who showed no change in expression, as if what Zhao Yuhuan had said had nothing to do with her at all.

The atmosphere in the office felt somewhat stagnant.

“Zhao Teacher sure has guts…”

“But she’s speaking the harsh truth.”

Zhao Yuhuan remained neither servile nor overbearing, not yielding an inch, “I hope the principal will also consider the feelings of the students facing the college entrance exam.

Putting a poor student into our class would only dishearten the top students, wouldn’t it?”

“Principal Tian,” from the farthest corner of the office in the west, the class teacher of class 19, Yang Dadi, who had remained silent until now, spoke up with great enthusiasm, “I will take this student!”

A middle-aged man, not particularly refined, with an air of adolescence about him.

The kind who, if you walked down the street, fortune tellers would love to approach.

Naive and easy to deceive.

Yang Dadi’s offer was sincere, but Principal Tian didn’t seem too keen to agree…

Yang Dadi teaches the regular class, and if memory serves, they ranked last in the overall results at the end of last term.

But considering the other class teachers who were dodging and fearful of being called upon…

Compared to choosing a capable teacher who disliked Yeye, it might be better to choose someone like Yang Dadi.

Tian Hanwen glanced at the girl beside him, and to others, it appeared to be a look of concern, but in reality, he was asking for her opinion.

Xia Ye nodded slightly.

For her, it was all the same which class she was assigned to.

Principal Tian put his hands behind his back and looked back at Yang Dadi, “Alright then, she’ll go to your class 19 this afternoon.”

Yang Dadi looked up and met Xia Ye’s cold but clear and deceivingly innocent eyes, and felt a surge of confidence.

He was going to change this poor girl’s fate!

Zhao Yuhuan breathed a sigh of relief seeing the matter settled.

Before she went back to her seat, she glanced at Yang Dadi and scoffed.

Zhao Yuhuan, Yang Dadi.

Ever since they both started working at the First Middle School, everyone joked about the odd couple-like vibe of their names, and Zhao Yuhuan especially disliked it.

Over the years, because their personalities and abilities were as different as night and day, no one associated them any longer, but Zhao Yuhuan still held a strong dislike for him, the most looked down upon among all the teachers of the regular classes!

“Right, every time during the exams, Teacher Yang’s class is dead last.

There’s no room for further decline, one more student won’t make a difference, nor will one less,” she said with extreme contempt.

Yang Dadi, not stooping to her level, straightened his textbooks and took Xia Ye back to the class, “Don’t be disheartened.

We still have half a year.

Let’s aim for a Tier 3 university.”

Xia Ye nodded.

But…

what the heck is “three books”?

I’ve never heard of it.

**

Senior Class 19.

Zou Wu, with ears sharp as the wind, drifts into appearance at the class back door.

“Not good, Jiao sister!

I just overheard it at the office door!

The village girl that nobody wants, Principal Tian has stuffed her into our class!”

In the back row, a girl who was very pretty, but sitting as unruly as Zhang Fei, casually lifted her eyelids.

Tang Tianjiao, the only direct granddaughter of the grand master of Capital City’s swordsmanship, was the current soul of Class 19.

Stern, and not a chatterbox.

She was never interested in campus gossip.

She belonged to the 2G surfers.

She hadn’t seen the wildly circulated post before, having spent the entire winter vacation honing her swordsmanship under her grandfather’s guidance.

“What village girl?” she asked, chewing bubble gum.

“It’s Xia…” Zou Wu glanced outside the corridor, “No time, she’s almost here, I’ll explain later, boss!

Just because she was crammed into our class, those teachers have been making fun of our Emperor bro, and I need to stand up for him!”

After speaking, Zou Wu organized a few mischievous-looking boys, grabbed a basin of water, and hid behind the back door.

A burst of footsteps approached; first, Emperor Yang passed by outside, followed by that village girl.

Zou Wu gripped the basin tightly, already charging up.

Tang Tianjiao blew a bubble with her gum, her gaze coldly falling on the door, curious to see who this uninvited guest was.

Anyway, no matter who that village girl was, she wouldn’t have good days ahead in Class 19.

Just as she was thinking this, the girl’s figure appeared.

Tang Tianjiao was startled at that moment, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

A second later, Xia Ye casually glanced inside, just one look, and Tang Tianjiao was shocked enough that the bubble gum burst onto her face.

Those eyes…

Memories from kindergarten when she was three flashed through her mind.

She feared nothing and no one, except for the prized gem of the Xia Family who had once knocked her down with a move in kindergarten—Xia Ye!

They became acquainted through fighting, and later during pretend-play, she willingly gave up the role of the father to Xia Ye and contentedly played as the mother.

But right after nursery school graduation, Xia Ye suddenly stopped coming to school.

Latter, when Tang Tianjiao entered First Middle School, she heard that the Xia Family’s daughter was also there, and she was so happy, thinking she could see her ‘husband’ again, but when she finally found her, it turned out to be Xia Yourong.

It almost made her vomit in disgust.

She hated that delicate flower Xia Yourong the most, who was clearly a green tea.

Just as Zou Wu rushed out to lift the basin with both hands, Tang Tianjiao acted fast, powerfully kicking him in the lower back!

Zou Wu spilled the water aside, his back nearly exploding: “???”

Xia Ye, hearing the commotion, looked back, locking eyes with Tang Tianjiao.

The whole class was stunned.

Did Jiao sister kick the wrong person?

Tang Tianjiao: “Yeye!”

“Hmm?” Xia Ye didn’t recognize her at first.

But Tang Tianjiao, disregarding her usual “tough” image in class, excitedly stepped forward: “Fenmaitian International Kindergarten!

We played house, you were the dad, I was the mom, I’m your wife, Tang Tianjiao!”