The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Bai Xiangjun, mother and daughter reunion_1

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The staff members fiddling with the equipment were also extremely surprised, as they exchanged bewildered glances.

Ren Wanxuan had already left a group of people behind and exited the classroom.

As the sole descendant of the Ren Family, she was extremely willful in front of Ren Qian, throwing a tantrum at the slightest dissatisfaction, so naturally, she would not restrain herself here either.

“Ren student?” The principal hadn’t expected that in the blink of an eye, Ren Wanxuan would have left.

He called out twice, but far from stopping Ren Wanxuan,

she instead walked away even faster.

“Principal, what should we do now?” The photographer awkwardly closed the front cover of the machine, looking towards the principal.

Chen Zhu stood up from his seat, glancing at Zhang Shize, he said coldly, “You don’t understand, you could just keep quiet.”

Then he nodded to the principal, “I’ll go check on her.”

After Chen Zhu left, the principal didn’t know how to look at Zhang Shize, “With that mouth of yours, can’t you just not provoke her?”

“So speaking the truth is not allowed?” Zhang Shize touched his nose.

The conflict between Class Eight and the regular classes wasn’t new.

Because of the Longsword incident, he hadn’t even played basketball with the class leader of Class Eight lately.

“Alright, I’ll handle this. You two, coordinate with the photographer,” the principal finally looked at Zhang Shize with a mix of headache and helplessness, “Don’t worry, I’ll go talk to her.”

The principal was also aware of the discord between Class Eight and the regular classes.

He had assigned Teacher Li to lead Class Eight, hoping it would resolve the conflict between Class Eight and the other classes—with limited success.

This time, Xiangcheng’s cultural tourism promotion was very important; they couldn’t afford to miss anyone, especially not Ren Wanxuan.

In an instant, three people had left, and Zhang Shize looked at Bai Lian.

“Fellow students,” the photographer quickly spoke up, breaking the awkward silence, “Let’s go downstairs and take some pictures of the school’s millennium stone stele.”

On this side.

The Ren Family’s car was parked by the school gate. Ignoring the words of Chen Zhu and the principal, Ren Wanxuan got straight into the car, “To the teacher’s house.”

Ren Wanxuan’s teacher was Teacher Qiu, which the driver also knew.

Teacher Qiu lived near the Xiangcheng Building, a bit remote, but in a standalone building.

When she arrived, Teacher Qiu was meeting with officials from the Cultural Tourism Bureau.

“This is Wanxuan. As you know, she’s a student I took on in my later years,” Teacher Qiu, who looked to be in his sixties with hair already graying, said with a smile to the people from the Cultural Tourism Bureau, “She’s very talented.”