Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"Sir, Hua Yiru is here to visit. Would you like to see him?"

When Meng Zhiling and Qiao Surong were talking about Hua Yiru, the housekeeper called from upstairs and asked in a low voice.

"Why did he come? He said I was not here and told him not to come again." Qiao Surong had a cold face and no emotion could be seen.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Surong hugged Meng Zhiling's slender waist, feeling completely insecure. "Meng Meng, will you dislike me and leave me?"

"I'm all yours, do you think I will?" Meng Zhiling asked instead of answering. After asking, her face turned red all the way to her ears.

Thinking of the madness of the two of us yesterday, I felt tense all over.

She is not a conservative person. She also knows that when two people are deeply in love, they will definitely do things that go beyond the spiritual level. She just didn't expect that she would give her body and soul so quickly. In this life, she only hopes that she didn't make a mistake in choosing the right person!

Qiao Surong did not answer her again. With her response, Qiao Surong was already satisfied and could be said to have no regrets in his life.

What does it matter what others think of him? He only cares about the opinion of that one person. That person always stays with him and never abandons him. That is enough for his life!

During this period, the things that needed to be done were almost done, and the time had not yet come for the things that needed to be dealt with, so the next day, Meng Zhiling, who was bored, finally showed up at school, but it caused quite a stir!

Meng Zhiling had just parked the car and opened the door when she saw a group of more than ten to twenty boys in suits and ties walking towards her in an orderly manner!

Immediately afterwards, the boys divided into two lines, and a handsome young man in casual clothes walked out from the back!

It is not difficult to tell from his graceful temperament and noble steps that this person must be either rich or noble!

"Hello, sister-in-law!" Then, when Meng Zhiling just stepped on the ground, a unified shout rushed into the sky, scaring her so much that she almost sprained her ankle!

Who told her to go out wearing high heels today? It's all Yang Lan's fault. She always laughs at me for being short, and to be angry, she even wears sky-high heels...

"Sister-in-law, be careful!" Hua Yiru walked towards Meng Zhiling with a smile and stretched out his arm gentlemanly. His meaning was obvious, he wanted to save her center of gravity!

"Yi Ru, what are you doing?" Meng Zhiling lowered her head, feeling a little angry and embarrassed, and could only blame him in a low voice.

"Hehe, I just found out yesterday that my sister-in-law and I are schoolmates. Please take care of me in the future!" Hua Yiru was like a simple child who couldn't read facial expressions. There was a bit of silliness in his smile, but it was precisely this silliness that made him look even more sincere!

Well, Meng Zhiling admitted that it was mainly because of her good looks that she was cute no matter how silly she was!

"Are you investigating me?" Meng Zhiling's expression was even colder this time, and she looked dangerously at the innocent Hua Yiru.

"No, no, sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand!" Perhaps because of nervousness, Hua Yiru's fair face was stained with a few traces of blood red. He immediately waved his hands awkwardly and explained anxiously!

"Haha, no? Really? Then you recognized me at a glance in Blue yesterday and called out my name, and today you came to the school gate to bet on me?" Meng Zhiling snorted coldly, watching more and more people gathering around, just wanting to get rid of this annoying boy as soon as possible!

She should have thought of it a long time ago. Given her relationship with Su Rong, it was impossible for the Hua family not to investigate her thoroughly.

"Wow, isn't this our Second Young Master? What's going on? He's making such a big fuss chasing a girl, it really fits the Second Young Master's identity!" When Hua Yiru was so anxious that he didn't know how to explain, a sharp voice sounded from the crowd.

Following the sound, a girl in a pink princess dress walked out of the crowd.

The exquisite makeup, the luxurious clothes, and especially the graceful steps and figure, had already made many boys present salivate.

"Sister Xiwen, why are you here too!" Hua Yiru seemed to be nervous again, his face flushed, and he greeted her politely and awkwardly!

"I'm a student of this school, why can't I come? I'm not like some people who treat school as something important and can come and go as they please!" Wu Xiwen was targeting Meng Zhiling intentionally or unintentionally when he spoke.

Meng Zhiling on the side just wanted to leave here quickly. She didn't have the energy to engage in a war of words with her. She was better at physical combat!

"Oh, by the way, Second Young Master, is this your girlfriend?" Seeing Meng Zhiling about to leave, Wu Xiwen asked intentionally or unintentionally.

Only she herself knew that she did it on purpose. How could she not know Meng Zhiling? How could she not know whose girlfriend Meng Zhiling was?

"Sister Xiwen, don't misunderstand, Zhiling is not my girlfriend, she is..."

Hua Yiru wanted to say something but stopped himself. Looking at Wu Xiwen's delicate face, he remembered the agreement his grandfather had made with their family, and remembered how she had complained to him in tears about her elder brother's ruthlessness. Hua Yiru swallowed the next words in an instant!

He always didn't want to see her sad, even though he didn't want to see her heart filled with thoughts of her elder brother...

"Then who is she? Is she worthy of such a grand ceremony by the Second Young Master?" Wu Xiwen glared at Meng Zhiling fiercely, with jealousy in his eyes. People who didn't know the grudge between them would think that she liked the Second Young Master Hua, and the Second Young Master liked Meng Zhiling, so this love triangle relationship quickly spread throughout the entire campus!

"Wu Xiwen, I don't think you learned your lesson last time. How's your grandfather? Give him my regards!"

Meng Zhiling really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she slowly approached Wu Xiwen step by step, and whispered in her ear with an extremely cold voice!

Wu Xiwen didn't come back to his senses until Meng Zhiling's figure had disappeared into the distance.

Just when Meng Zhiling approached her, she felt a tightness and suffocation in her chest. The terrifying feeling that someone could kill her with just a glance at any time permeated every cell in her body!

Listening to her faint voice, Wu Xiwen instantly recalled the scene in the hotel that day when the man's hand was strangely chopped off. He was so scared that he started to tremble. He finally walked out of the shadow, but he didn't expect that by such a coincidence today, he would provoke her again without fear of death!

"Meng Zhiling, don't be so arrogant. One day, I will settle all the old and new accounts with you!" Wu Xiwen said fearlessly, looking viciously at the arrogant back of Meng Zhiling who had disappeared in the crowd!

Meng Zhiling came to the classroom and still sat in the most inconspicuous corner at the back. This class was English class. The English teacher was a young female teacher who had just returned from studying in the United States. She wore a cheongsam that showed off her exquisite figure, had fair skin and beautiful looks, and spoke fluent English. The conflict and compatibility of Eastern and Western cultures made the female teacher seem even more sacred!

"Ok, at the end of the last class we left a question. I wonder if there are any students who would like to share your opinion today?" When the teacher spoke, his voice was very gentle and scholarly.

Judging from the appearance and conversation alone, Meng Zhiling had a pretty good impression of this teacher.

I don’t know if it was because the teacher spoke in a respectful way or because she was beautiful, but several boys in the front row all stood up one after another to express their views on the global economic downturn, using fluent or not-so-fluent English to express their opinions!

"Okay, several students have expressed their opinions, which are excellent. Are there any female students willing to share theirs?" The teacher kept smiling while speaking. When he looked at Meng Zhiling, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away.

Maybe she felt unfamiliar, after all, Meng Zhiling seldom came to the class, and this was the first time they met.

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, Wu Xiwen stood up, raised his head proudly, and said in fluent English: "The global economic downturn has a huge impact on us in China. In the face of this phenomenon, we should take strong countermeasures..."

She spoke incessantly, like an excellent speaker, using a pure London accent, deliberately showing off her "nobleness".

After the "speech" ended, the teacher applauded and the whole class applauded for a long time.

"Student Wu does have unique insights, and his pronunciation is beautiful!" After the teacher gave a polite compliment, he planned to formally start today's topic!

Under the envious gazes of the whole class, Wu Xiwen glanced at Meng Zhiling behind him lightly and sat down proudly again.

"I have some good news for everyone. Our school has the opportunity to attend the 10th London International Youth Cultural Exchange Conference for study and exchange. I'm planning to select a few students from our class who are good at English to go with us. Anyone interested?" The class ended, with a few minutes remaining, and the teacher announced this so-called good news...

The few boys who were very active at the beginning, although they really wanted to walk with the beautiful teacher, had no choice but to know their own limitations. At this moment, they deeply understood the profound meaning of "You only regret not having enough knowledge when you need it"!

The frustration is beyond words!

"Teacher, do you think I am qualified to participate?" Wu Xiwen's voice, which carried a sense of superiority, rang out in the quiet classroom. Although he spoke politely, his attitude of sitting still said it all.

The teacher still looked very reserved. He looked at Wu Xiwen with a smile and nodded approvingly, "Anyone else?"

"Can I recommend my good friend?" Wu Xiwen asked with an excited look, relying on the teacher's praise for her.

"Sure, tell me about it!"

"My good friend Meng Zhiling is also an excellent student. Although she rarely comes to class, she does have her own difficulties. Since her family suffered a tragedy, she has to work part-time to earn tuition while attending school..."

Damn it, Meng Zhiling stared at the green tea bitch who made up stories without blushing with her eyes, and she almost wanted to go up and tear her apart with her hands.

What's even more terrible is that she made up a story so that the whole class looked at Meng Zhiling with pity, and she was even moved by it. She looked at Meng Zhiling with tears in her eyes and continued to speak with a sob.

"Okay, Mr. Wu, we all understand Mr. Meng. Mr. Meng, would you like to go to London with me?"