My Destined Lover

I saw O ‘Lane kneeling on the ground and performing several standard teacher’s ceremonies at Laura’s feet.

Immediately, he looked up, his eyes were pure sincerity, and he stumbled in substandard Chinese. “I, I… I want to worship you as a teacher, can I?”

The headmaster stood at the back of the crowd.

He had followed O ‘Lane up, but he was so slow that by the time he got to the gate of Class Eight, he could not squeeze in.

However, he saw the scene clearly from behind, and the illusory scene before him stunned him.

Kimberly, who was hiding in the corner, was stunned on the spot. After reacting, she was flustered.

What’s going on? This is totally different from what she imagined!

Laura looked down at the man kneeling at her feet. In hindsight, she wanted to help him up. “You get up and talk first.”

O ‘Lane kept his posture still. “I can’t afford it unless you promise to accept me as an apprentice!”

Laura really wanted to pull O ‘Lane directly. Anyway, according to her strength, she couldn’t do it.

Hold back the eager hand, Laura’s tone is helpless. “I am still a student, and I don’t accept disciples.”

O ‘Lane did not give up easily. He looked passionate and said, “Never mind, I can recommend you to any art college! With my recommendation, you…”

“No.” Laura shook his head. “I just want to go to Notting University.”

Notting University never supports letters of recommendation, only relying on the real materials of applicants.

O ‘Lane choked.

In this short day, he has been rejected more than in the past few decades.

He had no choice but to hang his head pitifully. “Please accept me as an apprentice, I will be obedient…”

“You don’t have to.” Laura’s expression became a long story. “If you really like my paintings, we can discuss painting skills together. Why do you have to learn from teachers?”

“No, no, no.” O ‘Lane lowered his head, and the blond hair scattered on his head was shaken by him. “I know how many pounds I am. I don’t deserve to discuss painting skills with you.”

I have never seen anyone hurt myself like this. Laura was speechless directly: “…”

Seeing how Laura refused to let go, O ‘Ryan’s excitement and exultation caused by her slowly cooled down.

He dejected. “If it really doesn’t work. Can you give me more paintings and let me take them back and copy them?”

This matter is so simple that it can’t even be called a matter at all.

Laura immediately nodded. “Yes. I’ll get it for you when I have time.”

“Well,” O ‘Lane said, thinking as he got up, gradually shifting from his knees to his standing position. “I can’t let you give it to me for nothing. I’ll buy your paintings for seven million dollars each!”

Lin Fu watched the whole process, and his look became embarrassed.

“Laura,” he whispered, “Dad misunderstood you just now…”

Laura ignored it. She only gave Kimberly an inexplicable glance.

Kimberly received this look, and her heart was a little uneasy.

What does Laura mean by looking at her? Difficult, is it…Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

No way!

…

School.

When leaving school, Laura saw Marcus waiting across the road from afar.

“Marcus,” she waved, “I want to go to the hospital first.”

“Hospital, are you not feeling well?” Marcus pulled over, stopped in front of her, and looked her up and down with concerned eyes as he opened the door.

Laura sat in and shook his head. “To Gouverneur Hospital.”

Oh, Marcus sees. It’s a hospital inspection.