Chapter 525 Slap in the Face: My good grand-disciple, call me grandma!
"Pei Jinwu?"
Upon seeing the person appear at the door, Chairman You's face immediately darkened, and he said unhappily, "What are you doing here? What brings you back again?"
As they were talking.
Chairman You even craned his neck to look outside.
Could it be...?
Pei Jinwu overheard Michelle's conversation and learned that "Seventh Miss" wanted to take Xue'er as her apprentice.
He's got the idea to stay and see the Seventh Miss, hoping to get a share of the spoils?!
“Pei Jinwu, although you have the backing of the Shang family, don’t go too far in everything you do.”
Without giving Pei Jinwu a chance to speak, Father You said in a rapid-fire tone, "Seventh Miss is a mysterious person. Not everyone has the qualifications or opportunity to become her student."
"I advise you to give up on this idea as soon as possible."
"you--"
Before Father You could finish speaking, he saw Pei Jinwu walk past him as if no one else was there.
"You also want to be Miss Seven's student?"
Michelle stared at her suspiciously, her tone unfriendly: "With me here, he won't agree."
Although they hadn't been in contact for many years, she was confident that she still held some respect with Miss Seven.
"not necessarily."
Pei Jinwu walked straight to the sofa, sat down, and crossed her legs.
"..."
Qin Hong cautiously followed.
Facing six fixed eyes, she wasn't mentally strong enough to sit calmly.
Stand still.
She even made a point of standing behind Pei Jinwu.
In case a fight breaks out, Imagiri is quite skilled and can protect her.
hey-hey.
"Imagiri-kun, why are you back again?"
Seeing her return, the principal tensed up again, immediately stood up from his chair, and forced a smile: "Is there anything else?"
"Um."
Pei Jinwu nodded slightly, quite politely: "Principal, I apologize for disturbing you."
"fine."
The principal smiled, his face almost stiff, and asked softly, "Could it be that you also want to meet the tennis legend—Miss Seven?"
"Um."
Pei Jinwu answered directly, without saying anything else.
"You also want to see Miss Seven?"
Just then, You Xueer finished touching up her makeup and came out of the restroom.
Hearing Pei Jinwu's words, a mocking smile appeared on his face.
"Miss Seven only cares about fate; throwing money at someone won't help."
"Whether it works or not, we'll find out soon enough." Pei Jinwu turned her face away. "Stand back, I'm afraid you're an idiot."
"..."
Yu Xue'er gritted her teeth in anger and left, walking up to Michelle's side: "Teacher, hasn't Miss Seven arrived yet?"
Pei Jinwu is so used to being high and mighty that she thinks the whole world has to revolve around her.
This time, we'll have the Seventh Miss teach her a lesson.
"We are contacting them."
Michelle also disliked Pei Jinwu, especially after Pei exposed her true colors, which made her even more disgusted.
She held up her phone and inquired about the whereabouts of Miss Seven.
Finally, I must add: There was a girl who wanted to be your student because her family was rich and powerful.
In her memory, the Seventh Miss hated bullying others the most.
Michelle: "Teacher, where are you? Do you need someone to pick you up?"
Pei Jinwu tapped the screen leisurely and replied, "Arrived."
Michelle was overjoyed and immediately opened the door.
The corridor was empty.
There's no one there.
Michelle: "Teacher, where are you? I can't see you!"
Seventh Miss: "Why don't you turn around and take a look?"
"?"
Michelle, holding her phone, slowly turned around, stiff and puzzled.
Pei Jinwu was right across from them.
now.
She had taken off her hat, revealing her full, beautiful face.
"..."
Michelle stood frozen in place, staring at the person in front of her in disbelief.
Why does she look a bit like Miss Seven?
Many years ago.
Miss Seven had short hair, wore a stylish work uniform, and had tanned skin.
She's beautiful, cool, and incredibly stylish.
The girl in front of me had long hair, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and skin as white as snow.
She was an absolutely stunning beauty.
Compared to Miss Seven, she is both similar and different.
Michelle felt like she was hallucinating and experiencing a mental breakdown.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
Seeing Michelle's distraught look, You Xue'er asked worriedly, "Did Miss Qi reply to you? Where is she?"
"..."
Michelle didn't answer Yu Xueer, but instead picked up her phone, trembling as she typed a few more words and sent them:
"Teacher, I turned around, where are you?"
Pei Jinwu twitched the corner of her mouth, put down her crossed legs, stood up, turned her phone around, and slowly said, "What? After all these years, your eyesight has gotten so bad?"
"Thud—"
Upon hearing Pei Jinwu's words, Michelle slammed the phone in her hand onto the ground.
She stood there, stunned, completely dumbfounded.
What happened?
The girl in front of me was actually the Seventh Miss.
The changes are too great.
“You…you are…” Michelle’s lips trembled as she stammered.
"Seventh Miss." Pei Jinwu raised an eyebrow and said indifferently, "Xiao Mi, long time no see."
"No, I should call you Ms. Michelle now."
"..."
This phrase, "Xiaomi," completely brought Michelle back to reality.
She was now quite certain that the young girl in front of her was the "teacher" who had helped her train years ago and win a bunch of awards.
What did she just do?
“T-Teacher!” Michelle stepped forward. The person who was just aloof was now humbled and respectful. “I didn’t know it was you. I was being rude and said the wrong thing. I hope you don’t mind.”
"teacher?"
Seeing Michelle's reaction, Yu Xueer almost doubted her hearing.
She looked at Michelle, then at Pei Jinwu.
One head, two big ones.
What happened?
How could Pei Jinwu be the mentor of an international tennis legend?
She was only nineteen years old.
Does that mean he became Michelle's coach before he was even an adult?
That's outrageous!
"..."
The principal's eyes widened in surprise, his shock no less than that of You Xue'er.
What?
Pei Jinwu is actually Michelle's teacher?
The sky has fallen.
Just how many identities does this girl have?
Like hair, a vest can disappear in the blink of an eye, but it can still keep falling down.
calm.
He really needs to calm down.
"..."
Qin Hong stood behind Pei Jinwu, sitting upright like a stone statue.
That sentence kept popping into my head: Jin Wu is Michelle's teacher.
No wonder she's so good at tennis.
She had serious doubts.
When asked if she could play tennis, Imagiri answered "a little," but actually she meant "a lot"!
This is the kind of good show that Jinwu was talking about, isn't it?
Oh, oh, oh.
It's really exciting and thrilling; I can't wait to see them get their comeuppance.
"Teacher, you've mistaken me for someone else, haven't you?"
Yu Xueer snapped out of her daze, quickly walked to Michelle's side, tugged at her hand, and said excitedly, "Seventh Miss must not have arrived yet, right?"
If Pei Jinwu is the Seventh Miss, then isn't she doomed?!
"Xue'er".
Michelle stiffly turned her head, her throat dry, and slowly said, "I'm not mistaken, she really is my tennis teacher, Miss Seven."
"My dear grand-disciple, why don't you greet him?"
Pei Jinwu crossed her arms, looked at You Xue'er with a half-smile, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Call me Grandma!"
——
good evening.
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