You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 629

Leon called Michelle several times and finally got through.

"Hello, who is it?" Lydia's voice was clear and melodious. Leon knew it wasn't the girl he was trying to call.

"Lydia? Why did you answer the phone? Where is Michelle?" She heard a voice that sounded rather anxious so she instantly knew who it was.

"Oh, Leon. Our teacher called her for a talk in the office. I'm not sure when she'll be allowed to leave," Lydia said, staring at Mr. Zhao's office door.

The worry on Leon's face faded away. "That's good. I'll..."

"Leon, are you coming?" Before he could say "hang up," Lydia interrupted him.

"Our information science department is in the Spring Building. You can get some more directions from students along the way. We are in the office on the third floor."

He was speechless.

She had even given him the address. He helplessly thought, 'How can I not go now?'

"Okay, I'll be right there." Leon had no choice but to go to L University. He asked an enthusiastic student for help and finally arrived at the entrance of the Spring Building.

After thanking the student, he went straight to the third floor and saw Lydia's tall figure in the corridor.

"Hasn't Michelle come out yet?" Leon asked while walking towards her.

Lydia sighed. "I think she should be about to come out. I've told her to behave in Mr. Zhao's class, but she didn't listen to me. She got caught this time. Leon, please talk to her about this. She'll definitely listen to you."

"Really? Let me try and see if I can convince her." He smiled.

Lydia also smiled. "I think you can do it. She even got up early this morning to make breakfast for you."

"What? Didn't she get up early before? She has classes in the morning, right?" questioned Leon, looking at Lydia as the shock engulfed his face.

"You don't know, do you?" Lydia sneered and looked over at the office door.

She thought, 'Don't blame me, Michelle. I'm going to let Leon know everything so he can help you correct your bad habits.'

"Leon, I'm telling you. You really need to guide her. She doesn't like any type of physical activity and she gets up far too late. In class, she even..."

In the middle of her rant, Lydia stopped. Michelle opened the door of the office and bowed to Mr. Zhao respectfully.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhao. Take care on your way back home. Don't forget to have lunch.

Goodbye. I will make sure to listen to what you said and start changing." Standing by the door, Michelle kept smiling without even seeing anyone else outside the room.

Mr. Zhao was their head teacher. He had a pair of square glasses with thick and heavy-looking lenses that sat on the bridge of his nose.

His face was thin and he stooped slightly because he was getting old.

Although he was elderly and thin, he spoke with great vigor. His stern face gave him an unapproachable demeanor, but even though he was sharp-tongued, he was also soft-hearted.

He looked at the bright smile on Michelle's face. If history was anything to go by, he knew that she didn't heed his words.

"Change? Are you sure? I don't think so. If you really wanted to change, you would have changed in your freshman year. I'm afraid that you have already forgotten what I have told you," he snorted.

With her eyes wide open, Michelle said sincerely, "No, no. How can I forget?"

He snorted again, "Then tell me what I said to you just now."

"Eh..." She blinked a couple times and couldn't recall anything that he said.

It was expected though. He glared at her with disappointment and asked, "You don't remember, do you? In all my twenty years of teaching, I've never come across a student like you. You choose to remember what you like to hear and forget those you don't like."

Michelle chuckled and lowered her head, whispering, "Since you know I won't remember, why do you keep talking to me about it?"

"What are you whispering about? I know what you are thinking. I'll call you in every week from now on. I won't give up until you remember what I'm trying to get through to you."

"What?" Her mind went blank with how stunned she became.

Her teacher was incredibly persistent.

"What?" He was furious with her. She was such a promising young student, but she refused to pay attention to her studies.