Chapter 2

Sitting on the sofa was the blonde wig the young miss had been wearing, laying next to it were two passports. One belonging to the young miss, the other bearing the name...

Luó Xiang.

The door to the bathroom suddenly opened, steam flooding out, masking itself around a person dressed in a blue bathroom robe. Right from their neatly shaved legs, pink painted nails, and plump kissable lips. No one would have guessed that the one who walked out of the bathroom wasn't the blonde-haired young miss.

But rather the black-haired young master!

*Ding-dong*

The black-haired beauty widened his eyes and stared at the clock which read eleven pm. He immediately dashed for the sofa, effortlessly gliding across the marble floors, grabbing the things he carelessly left, and hugging them to his chest.

*Ding-dong!*

*Ding-dong!*

The doorbell sound was accompanied by violent knocking, "Xia-Xia! are you inside?!" a frail womanly voice called out, causing the young master to flinch.

He dashed into the nearest room, leaving behind his phone on the coffee table, blaring with calls and messages. Inside, he flung the clothes in his box open, a dissatisfied look on his face at each pair of clothing.

*Unlock*

"I'm coming in!" A woman announced after inputting the lock code to the apartment and letting herself inside. She slammed the door and proceeded to scan the room from top to bottom with narrowed eyes.

She sighed and pinched her temples at the sight of cup noodles, "Xia-Xia! Are you still awake?"

There were two bedrooms in the apartment, she first knocked on the toilet because of the steam and scent of soap. After getting no response she opened the door and peered her head inside.

"Not here."

She swiftly knocked on the next door, where the young master was inside busy changing, her eyes caught sight of a shadow moving around.

"Xia-Xia are you in here?"

No response.

"I've come with your favorites, won't you let me in?" The woman pleaded, not wanting to impose herself on her after being apart for ten whole years.

There was still no response, the woman grew worried she dropped her keys beside the nearest vase and reached for the door handle. Fortunately, the person inside pulled the door open and stuck their head out.

"Try again in the morning," they said and slammed the door shut in her face!

She blinked twice in stun, thinking to herself, when had Xia-Xia gotten such a deep voice? Wasn't she aiming to become an idol two years ago? And more importantly, why was she wearing makeup at night?

The woman raised her hand to knock again, but let it be, after all her daughter was separated from her twin and forced to come home. It was only natural she wouldn't warm up to her immediately.

Defeated, she took off her ashish grey suit jacket and tossed it on the couch, then packed her messy black hair into a ponytail. She rolled up her white sleeves, and with the bag of groceries and vegetables, she dashed for the kitchen, cooking at almost midnight.

*Next morning*

Sprawled across the sofa, the woman no older than forty slept soundly, with one heel hanging from her big toe and a layer of cabbage on her hair.

The alarm she set had been going off for the past five minutes, it was fortunate this apartment was the only one on the street.

She slept so soundly that it looked like nothing could pull her out of her dreams. That was until she picked up on the scent of something burning!

Jolting out of sleep, she ran to the kitchen, only to find someone standing in front of the stove. The person had on a white shirt, blue and green plaid pleated skirt uniform, blonde hair that made them look like a foreigner...and red tracksuit pants!

"Xia-Xia?" She sheepishly called out, removing the spec from both her eyes.

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Throughout the entire car ride, Luó Ning kept stealing glances at the young miss, particularly at the red sports pants she had on.

She pulled over at the parking lot of number 1 high school and alighted the car. The young stepped out, slinging her bag over her shoulder, marching into the school grounds like a delinquent stepping into his territory would.

"Xia-Xia, this school belongs to uncle Liao, so make sure to pay respects to him for giving you admission this late into the term." She casually said as they walked through the hallway.

The young master nodded in a listless manner, uninterested in learning anybody's name. He shrugged his shoulders once they arrived at the office he could only guess belonged to the principal.

Luó Ning who hadn't even had a bath confidently walked inside. On sight, the principal stood up from his seat, and spread his blazer on it, then ushered her to sit.

Luó Xiang rolled his eyes as his mother sat on his seat, flinging one leg over the other, her scrutinizing gaze cast on the woman sitting across her.

"Madam Luó, I hope the school is to your liking." the principal said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Xia-Xia, come say thanks to your uncle Liao." His mother said, the young master walked forward and stretched out his hand to the principal.

The woman sitting exchanged confused glances with the principal, he looked at madam Luó, but she had already taken out a cigar from her breast pocket and lit its butt.

Defeated, the principal took his hand and shook it, letting his fingers press against the other person's hand for too long. The young master curled his lips in disgust and pulled away, he discreetly wiped his palm against his skirt.

"This is the teacher for class A, she'll make sure the young miss fits in perfectly..." the principal was saying before he was cut off.

"Place me in class F," he announced.

His mother blinked twice and let out a thick cloud of smoke, "class F?" she echoed with knitted brows.

The principal grimaced at the thought of that class, he vehemently shook his head and said, "Young miss, that class is full of troublemakers, a flower like you would be crushed." he insisted.

But Luó Xiang wasn't swayed easily.

"If you're not willing we'll go somewhere else," he said, speaking on behalf of his mother.

The teacher shook her head, 'what a beauty in vain, to think she opens her mouth and ruins her charm.'

Luó Ning who didn't want the force the relationship between them both had no choice but to humor her for now. "It's fine, place her there, but make sure she doesn't encounter one single difficulty." she sternly said, bringing the cigar to her lips.

The principal didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Young Miss are you sure? The boys are very rough and the girls are tough!" he exclaimed, hoping to get through to the young Miss.

Luó Xiang was tired of having to say the same thing and simply opened the door, "take me to my class." he said with no life in his words.

Seeing as things regarding the admission were drawing to a close, Luó Ning got up from the seat and straightened her suit jacket.

"The driver will come to pick you up at three." she announced taking her leave, "let me show you out." the principal offered, sticking to her like a fly.

"Teacher Lee, escort the young miss to her class," he instructed then left to discuss things further with madam Luó on their way to the parking lot.

The teacher stared at the young miss from head to toe, 'she is pretty, if only I were younger, I might have tried to date her.' the woman lamented in her head, forgetting she was staring.

"Why not take a picture so it'll last longer?" Luó Xiang's flat voice retorted sharply, snapping the woman out of her thoughts. She dry coughed then sprang up from her seat to lead the way, heavily embarrassed.

*Class 2-F*

From the beginning of the hallway, Luó Xiang could hear the sound of desk banging and hand clapping coming from the last class.

As they approached their destination, he soon discovered that the cause of the noise was a fight happening between two guys in the class!

"Feng Yi don't let that one piece lover get one over you!" A boy cried out, banging his desk.

"Tch! Gu Ai! Teach these Naruto fans a thing about combat!" another boy encouraged, stomping his foot on the ground, cheering on his classmate.

The boys were divided into two factions, each side supporting one of the fighters, while the girls were sitting in a circle, playing poker and placing bets.

When one boy accidentally stepped on a girl's skirt, she angrily stood up and poured her water on him!

"Bastard! Can't you watch where you're going?!" she cursed, speaking like a hardened delinquent, unafraid of getting into a fight.

The teacher widened her eyes in horror, she felt the urge to want to protect the delicate flower beside her, from these ruffians parading as students.

'Just who is the unlucky teacher assigned to this class?' she thought, grateful she wasn't so unlucky to be burdened with these students.

Just then, a figure cast his shadow over the two standing at the door, Luó Xiang noticed his presence first and turned around.

However, he was not pleased with who he laid his eyes on!

"You-!" they both cried out, Luó Xiang in irritation, whilst the other man was genuinely stunned. He however quickly recovered and walked past the young master at full speed, rushing into the classroom.

He lunged forward and awarded two punches to both students involved in the fight, sending them crashing to the ground!

For the first time, Luó Xiang didn't know how to respond.

The Hundred Yuan guru from yesterday turned out to be his teacher?!!