My Destined Lover

The girls who were closer to Lily were more curious about Laura rather than she was in Class 8.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Lily, you have a sister? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Lily bit her lip, and her smile became more and more feeble, “It’s my mom’s recently picked up from the countryside … an illegitimate daughter.”

“What?”

“Ah, illegitimate daughter?”

“God, it can’t be.”

The class grew noisier. Everyone’s face or tone of voice unconsciously appeared contempt.

“That makes sense. You are so excellent, how could you have a sister in Class 8.”

“It’s a shame. Why doesn’t she stay in the countryside?”

“…”

Lily listened to the words and smiled drily – it’s so great that everyone was starting to hate Laura …!

A hint of helplessness appeared on her face, “It’s not my sister’s fault that she got into Class 8, so please don’t say that anymore.”

“You are just too kind. You have no idea what dirty thoughts they have behind our backs.”

“Lily, you are too kind, it’s easy to deal with illegitimate children. Let’s revenge for you”

“Yes, yes!”

…

Class 8, at the same time

It was almost time for class, but the class was very noisy. The students were running around. Not like they were here to study, but like to play.

“Eh, wait, wait! Listen to me!” Suddenly, a tall boy walked up to the platform and clapped his hands.

“I’ve got the latest gossip! We’re going to have a transfer student in our class soon! We’re going to have fun!”

The group of boys was quiet for a while when they heard it. And then leaned forward their heads, being excited, “Really? Is the transfer student male or female, and what’s his or her background?”

“Don’t worry about the background, understand?” The tall boy said while winking suggestively, resulting in a group of boys gathering in a group, being excited and discussing.

When the girls heard the noise, they glanced at them and quickly turned their heads back. As they made up in front of mirrors, muttered indifferently, “Those nasty boys are going to play childish pranks again.” Then the girls looked as if nothing had happened and continued to talk about the gossip they hadn’t finished before.

…

Laura carried her bag and asked people around. It took a lot of time to finally find the location of the Class 8. It have to say that the location of this eighth class was too remote. It was so far away from the office building that the teacher had to take at least a ten-minute detour to come to the class.

But when she thought about what she heard from others, Class 8 was a special class for students of relationships, and Laura understood it very well. After all, did they need to study? As long as they don’t cause trouble at school, the school is already thanking God.

Laura gently pushed the door of Class 8. In a flash, the class, which had been buzzing, was quiet for a second. Laura instantly realized that something was wrong. She reacted immediately to edge. A dark shadow fell above her head, brushed her cheek, and fell to the ground with a loud sound.