Your Level Is Not Enough To Teach Me

"The person who died on the plane yesterday, was Yara, the stand-in who was working for me."

"The person who died yesterday... was Yara, the adopted daughter of the Miller Family?"

This was the funniest joke Hayley had ever heard!

Exactly!

Yara was responsible for the security check on the plane.

But on the day of the incident, Yara was not present at the scene!

And Hayley's second brother also knew about Yara being the stand-in...

But now! Yara suddenly became the person who died on the plane, while Hayley was still alive and well in the Miller Family?

"Hmph!" Hayley hung up her phone and threw it on the desk. "I didn't expect you to have such big ambitions."

To dare to plan an accident and take over the position of the Miller Family's First Miss from her?

Unfortunately, Yara was going to be disappointed.

Hayley had been reborn!

But she couldn't take revenge now!

With the strength and quality of this body, she couldn't even protect herself.

And there was also a toxicity in her body that could erupt at any moment.

If she went to the Miller Family now, she would probably be killed by an assassin in the dark before she even touched the door.

...

The next morning.

The Chinese painting teacher invited by Madam Collins had arrived at the Collins Family hall.

The Chinese painting teacher was a man in his forties, who was quite well-known in Jiang City. Inside his study, he looked at Bailey with satisfaction and said, "This must be Miss Bailey. I've been telling people that the Collins Family has produced a genius who was admitted to the top high school with a scholarship during the middle school entrance exam." Bailey smiled softly at the painting teacher and replied, "Hello, teacher." She had a lovely face that was both innocent and charming, and even just standing there made people like her. Unlike Hayley, who was not only unattractive but also cold and aloof, as if no one was worthy of approaching her. The painting teacher praised Bailey a few more times before turning his attention to Hayley and asking, "And who is this?" "Hayley," she replied. "Hayley?" The painting teacher's smile faded slightly when he heard her name and he looked down on her with disdain. "Miss Hayley, who was just released from juvenile detention? You've never learned Chinese painting before, have you?" Madam Collins's face became even more unpleasant when she heard the words "juvenile detention" and the painting teacher's question. "No, but I can," Hayley replied, and then she picked up a brush and began to paint. Bailey couldn't help but sneer at Hayley's words.

Have you never learned it before?

Can she do it?

This was the funniest joke Bailey had ever heard!

The Chinese painting teacher next to her looked even more displeased:

"Hayley, it's okay if you've never learned it before, but you can't boast about yourself."

"If you're willing to learn, I'll teach you!"

Hayley just looked coldly at the Chinese painting teacher, who was full of contempt.

Not only could she do it, she was also an internationally recognized master painter.

Any of her paintings could sell for millions of dollars!

"This high society art exhibition will showcase over 300 famous paintings."

"And the centerpiece of the exhibition is a masterpiece completed by a master in just one minute five years ago!"

"Hayley!"

"Are you even listening to me? The exhibition is in two days, do you still want to learn anything with your attitude?!"

The Chinese painting teacher was angry when he saw that Hayley wasn't even listening to him.

Hayley looked up.

Her cool gaze met the Chinese painting teacher's: "Your level is not enough to teach me."

The Chinese painting teacher was stunned.

At that moment, he even doubted his own ears.

After living for so many years, he had never seen such an arrogant and conceited student!

"No wonder they say that the two daughters of the Collins Family are like heaven and earth. It's not just a rumor."

"You said you can do everything, then tell me! Whose painting is this?!" The words were coldly questioned by the Chinese painting teacher.

Then, on the teaching screen in the study, a vivid painting was reflected.

At a glance, Hayley recognized it! Because this painting was hers! It was just a replica. A replica made by a master.

"Sister, what are you doing? Why don't you speak? Didn't you just say you can do everything?" Bailey's mouth curved with a smug smile, and she had a caring smile on her face.

But in Hayley's eyes, it was so ironic!

The Chinese painting teacher saw Hayley staring at the painting in a daze and couldn't help but sneer. "I can't teach students like you who lack ambition and come from juvenile detention centers. Let Madam Collins find someone better."

The Chinese painting teacher emphasized the words "juvenile detention center". After speaking, he flung his sleeves and walked out.

At this moment, Madam Collins heard the commotion and opened the door to the study. Seeing the Chinese painting teacher leaving with an angry expression, Madam Collins was surprised. "Master, what happened?"

"Mom." Bailey stood up with a look of grievance and explained, "My sister said she knows Chinese painting, but the teacher is not qualified to teach her."

"But the teacher showed her a painting and she couldn't recognize it. How could my sister be like this..."

"The art exhibition for the upper class society is in two days, and she doesn't understand why she has to pretend to know about it?" Bailey's explanation left Madam Collins extremely disappointed in Hayley. She rushed forward, raising her hand to give Hayley a slap.

"Swish!"

Hayley's icy black eyes, like the dead sea of hell, suddenly opened and met Madam Collins' eyes. Just one glance made Madam Collins shiver all over and instinctively retract her hand.

After reacting, she scolded angrily, "Hayley, are you trying to kill me? You were educated in the juvenile detention center for three years, and you still have this attitude after coming back!"

"Skipping classes, fighting, and stealing are bad enough, and now you're even bragging recklessly? Can't you be more sensible like Bailey?"

"..."

The sound of accusations and insults in her ears pulled Hayley's thoughts away from her work. She turned her gaze and could see Bailey standing behind her, laughing.

Laughing at her incompetence.

Laughing at her being useless.

Laughing at her always being stepped on!

No.

Bailey was wrong.

Because the next few words that came out of Hayley's mouth made her feel ashamed:

"This painting is called 'The Great Nation'! It was created by the well-known painter Master Evans in the middle of September two years ago at the Imperial Capital Painter Association."

"The price is 13 million yuan," said the seller.

"Unfortunately, this is not an original piece, but one of four high-quality imitations," said the buyer.

"The true masterpieces are from the internationally renowned painter Knox. She created three paintings, each of which sells for over a billion yuan," explained the seller.

"After those three, Knox never created any more paintings, so her works are highly sought after on the market," added the buyer.

"That's why famous artists have created imitations of her paintings," said the seller, pointing to the one in front of them.

Silence filled the room.

Madam Collins stared in disbelief, her angry expression turning to shock.

Bailey's mocking smile froze on her face.

She couldn't believe the confident and self-assured girl standing in front of the screen was from the third-rate Collins Family.

But then she remembered that Hayley was a useless person who couldn't possibly know so much. Bailey tried to suppress her unease and frowned as she scolded, "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"You don't know anything about the international master painter Knox. Don't talk nonsense in front of the teacher."

But then, in the next second...