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

The teaching funds of Qingjin High School are quite sufficient, and each class teacher in the third year of high school has an independent office.

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

He sat on the office chair with his hands folded, staring at the girl in front of him with a serious face.

Teacher, what do you want to do?

She scanned the office calmly.

The opaque curtains were drawn tightly, and the darkness in the office made one feel a little oppressive.

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

Gu Hui laid a trap step by step step by step, trying to lure the little rabbit in front of him into the pit.

Mu Changying blinked innocently, So what do you want to express, Teacher?

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

As long as no school dares to accept students who are expelled by Qingjin, if you have no books to study, the rest of your life will be completely ruined.

The teacher sees that you look good, and wants to accept you as a goddaughter...

Gu Hui crossed his legs, put one hand on the desk, and tapped the table casually with his fingers.

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 definitely not fail this time...

Tsk tsk tsk... Teacher, as long as you have a peanut, you won't be so drunk.

Mu Changying smiled wantonly, and the coldness in her eyes gathered the coldness in her whole body and spread around.

Putting these words on this wretched man, isn't it just a matter of doing things with the secretary when he has something to do, and being a secretary when he has nothing to do...

Teacher, you are too unconscious, student, I will try my best to help you sober up!

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

This blow was too unprepared, he was so dumbfounded that he had no time to resist.

boom--

There was a loud noise when the chair hit its head, and then it fell apart and fell to the ground in an instant.

The man's wig fell to the ground, revealing a smooth head, and bright red blood kept spilling out.

Mu Changying stretched out her small foot and kicked the crumbling chair, pursed her lips in disgust, and shook her head helplessly.

Ah, the quality of this chair is not very good.

Also... Teacher, you lost all your hair too early. It seems like retribution for doing too many bad things.

Gu Hui covered his head with a distorted expression, the hatred in his heart was like a volcanic lava erupting out of control.

This damned little bitch is so shameless that he dared to beat up the teacher? !

He was trembling with anger, his old eyes were dim, and his two rows of teeth were grinding together and making a rattling sound.

Mu Changying, not only will I get you expelled from the school, but I will also sue you for ruining your family and living on the streets!

How dare a commoner refuse my offer? Do you know who I am?

Mu Changying has seen a lot of arrogant people, but it is rare to see people who don't know how to repent and continue to speak provocatively after being taught a lesson.

She tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, and smiled slightly.

Teacher, I'm waiting to file a lawsuit with you. I promise you will lose without even your pants left.

These words are so domineering and intimidating that people can't help but want to kneel down and bow their heads in worship.