Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"I think it shouldn't be difficult."

Clarence still had his gentle, gentleman-like smile, and nodded lightly.

After that, he got up slowly and gave her a look, "Our principal, Mrs. Taylor, happened to be in the school today. Otherwise, why don't you come over and ask me?"

"……OK."

...

Soon, Xiang Xing followed Clarence's little tail to Mrs. Taylor's office.

It was a chubby old lady, she was wearing half golden glasses, her hair was gray, but her face was round and full, and she looked very amiable.

However, Mrs. Taylor was surprised when she saw Xiang Xing.

"Oh, my dear Miss Robert, how did you come here?"

Mrs. Taylor exclaimed excitedly, took her small steps, walked forward quickly, and clasped Xiang Xing's hands tightly.

Xiang Xing suddenly realized that the original owner of Mrs. Taylor knew her.

About ten years ago, she had been a tutor for a period of time for the original owner, Miss Sister.

After a rough recollection, Xiang Xing quickly recovered from his stupor and smiled a little unnaturally: "I, I didn't expect to meet you here, my dear Mr. Taylor!"

"So you two know each other."

Seeing this, Clarence couldn't help laughing softly.

But his eyes were fixed on Xiang Xing's delicate and flawless profile throughout the whole process.

Nature also accurately captured her unnatural and strange color.

However, he did not make it clear, and only kept these slight changes hidden in his heart so that he could find another time to ponder.

On the other side, after chatting happily with Xiang Xing, Mrs. Taylor also learned of their intentions.

But after she listened to Clarence's suggestion, her round brows were slightly hesitantly wrinkled.

"Is that so..."

I saw that the fat old lady slowly took a half step back, her face turned slightly, as if thinking solemnly.

After a long while, she saw that she sighed faintly and looked at Xiang Xing again.

With serious eyes, "Miss Robert, please answer me solemnly, can you really keep doing it?"

"Hey~ we are old acquaintances, so I won't hide my concerns from you..."

She said, suddenly shook her head again, and sighed, "After the establishment of this new Ross, there are indeed many noble daughters like you who left their families and found jobs in society."

"But Miss Qianjin is Miss Qianjin after all. How many noble ladies can endure the drudgery of our inferiors? ... So, do you need to think about it?"

The voice fell, and the office suddenly became quiet.

Clarence stared silently at the sad-faced Mrs. Taylor, knowing her difficulties.

The school recruits all the children of the common people, even the children of the poor, and they have no income.

If so...

It didn't even bother him.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but smiled calmly, and was about to speak.

But before he could open his lips, the little girl beside him took a firm step forward.

The soft and fair little face was full of indescribable solemnity and determination: "I will persevere, Mrs. Taylor... I can skip the first month's wages!"

After all, she is not lacking for the time being...

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