Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 121 – Chapter 121: Chapter One Hundred and Twenty

Chapter 121: Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Two: Glancing at the Young Master _1

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“Follow me.'

Master Wu' s expression was solemn, hands on his back, he glanced at Su Qingluo and then proceeded forward.

“Sister Yu, hurry up and follow.”

Su Hu hurriedly reminded his young daughter.

“Dad, I'm going to class. You can go home. Don't wait for me, I'll go back by myself at noon.”

Su Qingluo nodded obediently and quickly followed Master Wu r s footsteps.

“Alright.”

Su Hu watched them with reluctance before finally leaving the academy.

The Thatched Cottage Academy taught young children of various ages, both boys and girls, all in one classroom.

While Su Hu, father and daughter, were conversing with Steward Liu, most of the Foundation Class students had already arrived. Each found their place at their desks, waiting for class to start.

As Master Wu brought Su Qingluo into the room, curious glances were directed towards them immediately. The already-arrived students sized up the unfamiliar new face with scrutinizing gazes.

“The fourth seat by the window, that's where you'll sit.”

Master Wu didn't intend to introduce the new student. He pointed to the seat where the drop-out student used to sit, signalling Su Qingluo to go there by herself.

Seeing that the students hadn't completely arrived yet, he turned around and left the classroom again.

“Hmm.”

Su Qingluo let out a carefree chuckle, not the least bit constrained. She calmly walked to her seat and sat down, taking her small school bag off her shoulder and pulling out her textbook, pen, ink, and stationery.

The textbook was previously used by Su Zixuan. It was marked with many annotations, all written very tidily and clearly.

Su Qingluo secretly gave her brother a big thumbs-up.

She recalled Little Kingfisher once mentioning that her brother had been academically outstanding since childhood with a strong memory. He had been praised by the Master many times.

Immediately, she developed a competitive spirit, wanting to study seriously and compare herself with her brother.

“Hey, that's my seat. Get up and move.”

As she was contemplating studying seriously, a shrill voice suddenly emerged overhead.

Ah, it's only been a few days since school started, and there's already a class bully?!

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, looking up at the “young master.”

A boy of around seven or eight years old, dressed in fine clothes, was fair- skinned with decently regular features. However, both ends of his eyebrows were half-missing, making him look somewhat comical.

“This is the seat Master assigned to me. Why should I give it to you?”

She quickly assessed the provoker and retorted with a cold, unyielding smirk.

“Hiss!”

Gasps echoed from all around, it seemed this little bully had a terrible reputation in class, having picked on many students. Fear and sympathy filled the eyes of those who looked their way.

“It's my seat, are you deaf or something? Get lost if you can't understand human language.”

Little Bully got even more arrogant, lifting his right foot and stomping on the desk, as a contemptuous expression flashed in his eyes, igniting people's anger.

“The one who should get lost is you!'

Su Qingluo decisively delivered a horizontal chop, hitting Little Bully's knee. Her formidable strength sent him flying.

“Splash.”

He tumbled back, bumping into a boy behind him. Together, they rolled around on the ground, causing desks on both sides to collapse and scattering their pens, ink, and stationery everywhere.

“How dare you hit me?”

Little Bully felt pain all over his body. Rubbing his waist, he got up from the ground, shouting in rage, “You just wait, I'll get my big brother to beat you.” Ah, no wonder he was so arrogant. Turned out he had backup.

Fine, whether it's one or two of them, this young lady will still fight them all. It's easier to fight them all at once.

Su Qingluo laughed unconcernedly, ignoring Little Bully's angry exit from the classroom to seek his so-called big brother.

“Hey, you better hurry up and leave. His big brother is really scary.”

The Bumped Boy, rubbing his swollen forehead, got up from the floor and straightened up his desk. He glanced cautiously at the classroom door, kindly reminding Su Qingluo..

Chapter end