Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

"No blood relationship?" Teacher Zhang became even more curious, "Why?"

Even if they have the same father and mother, they should still be related by blood.

"I heard Baoyi say that Songhua was a child adopted by her parents since she was a child. When she was a child, her grandmother took her to the countryside because she was not well-disciplined. Now that her grandmother passed away, the Song family's parents took her back."

"So that's it." No wonder Teacher Ye was unwilling to accept Song Hua.

If it were her, such a disobedient little girl, she wouldn't be willing to accept her.

Even if she is a loan student, she still has to think about it.

Teacher Ye packed up the teaching materials and continued: "Teacher Wang, I won't tell you anymore, I still have a meeting."

"Yeah. Go and do your work."

...

the other side.

As soon as Song Baoyi came to the classroom and sat down, she was surprised to see Teacher Ye coming from the corridor with someone through the window.

That figure is graceful and slender, who is it if it’s not Song Hua?

Song Hua, a little village girl from the countryside, how did she find her way here?

Just when Song Baoyi was confused, Teacher Ye had already led Song Hua to the podium, "Everyone, please be quiet."

The noisy classroom suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at the stage attentively.

To be precise, they were all looking at Song Hua.

"Damn, this guy is pretty good-looking!"

"Who is better looking than Song Baoyi?"

"This must be on stage!"

"Is she a transfer student?"

"..."

The classroom, which had been quiet at first, became excited again at this moment.

Listening to these remarks, Song Baoyi's face couldn't help but look a little ugly.

She is the beauty of the class and the school, how can she tolerate others comparing her to her?

Especially since this person is a little village girl from the countryside.

This was simply a great shame and humiliation for her.

"Quiet!" Teacher Ye knocked on the teaching staff.

Silence returned to the audience.

Teacher Ye continued: "Let me introduce to you, this is the new student in our class, Song Hua. Song Hua, please introduce yourself to the classmates."

Song Hua just stood on the stage, her red lips slightly parted, "Hello everyone, I am Song Hua. The Song of the Great Song Dynasty is as beautiful as the quiet Hua."

A very simple self-introduction, nothing fancy.

I didn’t mention my home address or my hobbies at all.

Under normal circumstances, students who come to international schools choose to use several languages ​​to introduce their personal situation, interests, hobbies, etc. in order to show their skills and abilities.

The worst thing is that it is available in both Chinese and English languages.

But Song Hua actually only used one, and it was just a simple sentence.

Doesn’t she only know Chinese?

This is too low.

No wonder they are just loan students.

Teacher Ye looked like he had expected it. He really didn't know why the Song family brought such a person to an international school.

She only speaks Chinese and can’t understand other courses at all, so what’s the point of coming to an international school?

waste time?

When the students in the audience saw that Song Hua had finished her sentence, they had no other expression and began to talk about it one after another.

"She seems to only speak Mandarin."

"I heard she is Song Baoyi's sister who came from the country!"

"Oh, it turns out it's her, the one who is engaged to Yu Da Trash!"

"No wonder I can't even speak English."

"Uh-huh-huh... This is the first time I've met a country person!"

The nannies and servants in these wealthy families all have urban registered permanent residence. Even the nannies at home drive a Mercedes-Benz and BMW when they go shopping for groceries. They were born with silver spoons in their mouths. It is inevitable to have this sense of superiority.

Hearing this, Song Baoyi curled her lips without any trace and straightened her waist.

There are poems and calligraphy in the belly, and the beauty is in the bones but not in the skin.

Her beauty is both inside and outside.

After all, Song Hua was just a clown in front of her.

Song Baoyi's deskmate Lin Zhi bumped Song Baoyi with her elbow and asked curiously: "Baoyi, is she really your sister?"

"Yeah." Song Baoyi nodded.

Lin Zhi said with an incredible expression: "Oh my God! Your sister can't even speak English?"

You know, Song Baoyi is a genius who can speak five languages.

"Xiao Zhi, don't discriminate against my sister. In fact, it's not easy for her." Song Baoyi continued: "She grew up with my grandma in the countryside, and now she suddenly comes here, I think she will be a little bit mentally disturbed.

It’s not balanced, after all, I have lived a good life since I was a child, and she..."

At the end of the story, Song Baoyi actually felt a little guilty.

"Actually, I feel very sorry for my sister."

"Unbalanced? What's wrong with her? She's not your biological sister. Your parents are willing to adopt her and find her a well-matched fiancé. It's already pretty good! Why is she like this! She has no conscience at all.

No! Also, you don't feel sorry for her at all, it's because she doesn't know what's wrong!" Lin Zhi defended the Song family and Song Baoyi.

This Song Hua is simply a white-eyed wolf!

Song Baoyi lowered her voice, "Xiao Zhi, please don't say that. My sister is actually quite nice. No matter what, she is my parents' daughter and my sister. Although she has no blood relationship with us,

But she will always be our relative, no matter what she did, we will forgive her and become her strongest support."

Lin Zhi was deeply moved by Song Baoyi's words, "Baoyi, why are you so good! If it were me, I wouldn't have such a good temper!"

At the same time, Lin Zhi also felt more and more that Song Hua was not a good person.

If it's a good thing, you won't be ungrateful.

Song Baoyi looked at Lin Zhi with a smile, "Xiao Zhi, I'm not as good as you said."

Lin Zhi hugged Song Baoyi's arm, "Baoyi, I wish you had such a considerate sister. Unfortunately, I am the only daughter in my family."

Who wouldn’t envy a sister like Song Baoyi?

Except for white-eyed wolves like Song Hua.

"It doesn't matter, you can treat me as your sister." Song Baoyi said.

Song Baoyi is like this.

No matter when, she can put herself in the most perfect and pure position.

Just a few words can stir up the emotions of people around you.

For example, now, Lin Zhi has obviously never been in contact with Song Hua, but she feels that Song Hua is not a good person, but a green tea white lotus.

After Song Hua introduced herself on the stage, Teacher Ye pointed to the empty seat in the last row and said, "You can sit there."

The empty seats in the last row are near the garbage dump.

It's far away from the blackboard and there are no deskmates.

Song Hua didn't pay attention, holding her schoolbag in one hand and walking towards the back.

The eyes of the classmates followed her footsteps.

There is a look of schadenfreude in his eyes.

The first class in the morning is mathematics.

The math teacher is Teacher Ye.

Mathematics classes are taught entirely in English.

For international school students, this is nothing, but for Song Hua, a little village girl from the countryside, it is too difficult.

Teacher Ye looked at Song Hua. He thought that Song Hua would disturb the class discipline and sleep on the desk. But to his surprise, Song Hua actually listened very seriously.

Pretending to understand if you don’t understand.

Such people are the most hypocritical.

Teacher Ye glanced directly at Song Hua and said in English: "Song Baoyi, please solve this problem."

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Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow^_^