The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Qingjin High School's teaching funds are quite sufficient, and each class teacher in Senior Three has an independent office.

After Gu Hui brought Mu Changying to the office, he immediately locked the door.

He sat in the office chair, crossed his hands, and stared solemnly at the girl in front of him.

"What is the teacher trying to do?"

She quietly scanned the office.

The opaque curtains were drawn tightly, and the office was dark, making people feel a little depressed.

"Mu Changying, your family conditions don't seem to be very good. I think you don't want to be dismissed for bullying your classmates on the first day of your transfer."

Gu Hui persuaded him well and laid down the trap step by step, trying to abduct the little rabbit in front of him into the pit.

Mu Changying simply blinked, "So, teacher, what do you want to express?"

Her eyes are clear and bright, like the bright stars in summer, very dazzling.

"As long as the students who are expelled by Qing Jin, no school dares to accept them. If you don't have a book to study, the rest of your life will be completely ruined."

"Teacher, I see that you look good, you are kind, and I want to accept you as a goddaughter..."

Gu Hui crossed Erlang's legs, put one hand on the desk, and tapped the table with his fingers carelessly.

In the past, whenever he mentioned this, those female students who had no family background would cry and beg him to let him go.

He has succeeded so many times, and he will certainly not fail this time...

"Tsk tsk tsk...Teacher, if you have a peanut, you won't get drunk like this."

Mu Changying smiled recklessly, the cold light in her eyes gathered, and the coldness around her body spread around.

Putting this on this wretched man, isn't it just like doing a secretary who has something to do with a secretary when he has nothing to do...

"Teacher, you are too awake, student, I will help you sober up with reluctance!"

She picked up the solid wood chair next to her with one hand and slammed it down on Gu Hui's head.

This blow was too unexpected, he was already dumbfounded, and it was too late to resist.

"boom--"

The chair slammed into the head, making a loud noise, and then fell apart in an instant, crashing to the ground.

A certain wig fell from the man's head, revealing a smooth head, and bright red blood kept pouring out.

Mu Changying stretched out her little foot and kicked the broken chair, pouted in disgust, and shook her head helplessly.

"Yeah, the quality of this chair is not very good."

"Also...Teacher, your hair fell out too early. You must be thinking too much about bad things."

Gu Hui covered his head, his face twisted, and the hatred in his heart was like the eruption of volcanic magma, which was out of control.

This **** little **** is so shameless that she dares to beat up the teacher.

He was shivering with anger, his eyes were dim, and his teeth were grinding together, making a gurgling sound.

"Mu Changying, I will not only expel you from the school, but I will also sue you for bankruptcy and on the streets!"

"A commoner in the market dares to refuse my kindness? Do you know what my identity is?"

The arrogant and arrogant person Mu Changying had seen quite a few, but after being taught a lesson, he did not repent and continued to speak provocatively.

She hooked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she chuckled softly.

"Teacher, I'm waiting for a lawsuit with you, I promise you will lose so much that you don't even have any pants left."

These words are domineering and frightening, making people want to kneel to worship and bow their heads.