"Girl, you’re already 18, you can’t grow any taller. Generally, girls stop growing after 18," Song Yi said directly.
"No," Song Nuan retorted, "I’m 17, I’m not 18 yet, I can still grow."
As they chatted, they had already reached the school gate.
Song Yi was dressed very simply today, wearing a set of gray blazer, her hair styled in large waves draped over her shoulders, with makeup that was neither too heavy nor too light.
Her eyes were clear and charming, and the casual blazer made her look both wild and cool.
Song Nuan was also obedient, wearing a hoodie and casual pants, her hair tied in a ponytail, her almond-shaped eyes round and clear, pure in expression.
Their presence at the school caused countless heads to turn.
Song Nuan was already quite the attention-getter at school because she was the little princess of the Song Family, especially spoiled, and she was beautiful.
This was Song Yi’s first ti at Song Nuan’s school.
The atmosphere on campus was always so youthful and vibrant.
All eyes were almost entirely on Song Yi, the woman was too striking and captivating.
Wherever she went, she was the center of attention.
Song Nuan: "Next ti you’re not allowed to co to the school again, I hate it when people look at like that, and when you co, even more people are looking at ."
Song Yi: "Should I leave now then?"
"No way!"
Song Nuan always had a way of saying things she didn’t an.
Although she really hated people staring at her like that, a parent-teacher eting was an event where soone had to be present, and if she left, she wouldn’t know what to do.
They quickly made their way to the classroom, where Song Nuan’s teacher—a woman in her thirties—was speaking about various matters on the stage.
Song Yi listened, keeping her head down.
The parent-teacher eting was not complicated, and then they distributed so safety notices and other such materials.
And things that parents of seniors should be aware of.
"Song Nuan, go to the office and get a safety notice from the teacher surnad Gu," the teacher suddenly said.
Song Nuan slowly lifted her eyes, "Teacher Gu?"
The class advisor said, "Teacher Gu transferred from another school, he just ca today, go to the office and get it from him, he’ll be the only one there."
"Hmm," Song Nuan nodded, got up, and went out.
All the way to the office, Song Nuan was puzzled and curious about what this new teacher looked like.
Thinking about it like this, she had already arrived at the office door.
She stood at the doorway, hand resting on the doorfra, and peered inside.
A man dressed in a black casual outfit was sitting inside, his back to her.
Song Nuan frowned and felt that this back looked strangely familiar.
"Knock—knock," Song Nuan raised a hand and gently knocked on the door.
"Co in," the man’s voice was deep, as if naturally hoarse and gritty, as if even a single word was steady.
The mont the man turned his head.
Song Nuan was slightly startled; his long, narrow phoenix eyes held a hint of a smile, calm and polite.
However, his thin lips didn’t curl into any kind of smiling arc.
This... wasn’t this the guy who bumped into her downstairs and demanded she apologize?
The one who saved her in the hallway?
Gu Nanjiu?
Teacher Gu?
This person was actually a teacher?
Song Nuan’s mind was in a bit of a chaotic jumble.
"Oh," Gu Nanjiu saw Song Nuan and spoke, "Little girl, what a coincidence."
"Looking for ?" he asked again, not waiting for Song Nuan to speak.
"Mm." Song Nuan nodded, her soft eyes fixed on him, "Our class advisor said to co to you for the safety notice."
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