My Sassy ‘Crown Princess’ Chapter 92
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Chapter 92: Treacherous Beautiful Female Teacher (2)Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Mo Fei looked at Wu Gouyue with that pair of innocent eyes, saying with a pitiful tone, “Teacher, how could you say that and wrong me? I have always been a sincere, kind, upright and reliable person. I have never told a lie since I was little. People all say, ‘Mo Fei, if you keep acting so upright, how are you gonna live in this world?’”
Wu Goutye couldn’t help sneering, “Bullshit! Keep talking bullshit! Let’s see what more kind of bullshit you can come up with.”
Mo Fei smiled hollowly, “Teacher, how can you say that? How would I dare lie to such a beautiful woman like you?”
Wu Gouyue looked at Mo Fei gloomily and shook her head, “It ain’t over till the fat lady(from the novel Harry Porter) sings.”
Mo Fei frowned, looking at Wu Gouyue with question marks on his face.
Wu Gouyue looked at Mo Fei and said unhurriedly, “Mo Fei, have you any idea that in three days after one has refined his potion, the spiritual power of that pharmacist would be lingered on the potion? Since I got nothing to do felt a little bored, I have made some comparison between the spiritual power waves I collected from A Riot of Colors and that you left on your potions class.”
Mo Fei’s heart tightened. Damn it! Doesn’t this woman have her own thing to do?
Wu Gouyue then glanced at Mo Fei and said emotionally, “The inspection result is really out of my expectation.”
Mo Fei showed a murderous look in his eyes, fists clenched tightly subconsciously.
Wu Gouyue noticed the change of Mo Fei’s expression and said with interest, “Mo Fei, are you trying to silence me?”
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Mo Fei then put on a shy smile, “How come? What makes you say that?” Even if he wanted, he couldn’t make it! “Teacher, who else knows about it?”
“Only me for now. Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone else.” said Wu Gouyue.
Mo Fei then heaved a sigh of relief.
Wu Gouyue looked at Mo Fei and said, “Mo Fei, so what about the potion competition?”
Mo Fei forced a smile, “Teacher, since you say so, how can I say no?”
Wu Gouyue looked at Mo Fei and said, “I’m not asking you to fool around. I need you to win a title.”
Mo Fei nodded, “I know. I know.”
Looking at Mo Fei’s reluctant expression, Wu Gouyue said, “Don’t wear that look like your whole family dies! You should know the first place would win 300 million.”
Mo Fei’s eyes popped out, “300 million?”
Wu Gouyue nodded, “Yeah!”
Mo Fei stroked his fingers, “So much?”
“Yeah! So remember to show the best of yourself! You and Lin Feiyu are both the crown princesses, don’t you want to overshadow your big sister-in-law?” said Wu Gouyue with a light smile.
Mo Fei nodded, “I swear I’m gonna try my best!”
When Mo Fei came out of Wu Gouyue’s office, Mo Yi had already been waiting outside, “Young master, is everything OK?”
Mo Fei nodded, “Yeah.”
It seemed he had really underestimated people of this world! Although he owned the knowledge surpassing this whole world, he still had to consolidate at every step.
Seeing Mo Fei was a little down, Mo Yi asked indeterminately, “Young master, you look not in the mood. Is it because you forced the beautiful teacher to do it with you but got rejected right in the face?”
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Mo Fei gave Mo Yi a sharp look, “Don’t talk bullshit! Such a gentleman like me, how would I do such nasty things? I will wait her to throw herself into my arms willingly.”
Mo Yi then said sadly, “What month of what year will that day come?”
Mo Fei, “…”
Mo Fei glared at Mo Yi and said angrily, “Let’s go.”
Mo Yi nodded, “Oh.”
Mo Fei looked around, “It’s so strange. I see there are so many offices in this building, but it seems only our beautiful teacher is using it.”
“I heard one time teacher Wu failed to refine a potion and released a mass amount of poisonous gas which affected the whole floor. Especially the teachers whose offices were near hers. They all vomited and had watery stools, and some even had energielos. Ever since then, no one dares to work beside teacher’s Wu’s office.” said Mo Yi.
“Was it really an accident?” asked Mo Fei suspiciously.
Mo Yi looked around carefully and said with a very low voice, “Some said it was an accident, while some said teacher Wu did it on purpose. The teachers who were hospitalized happened to be those who often took advantage of her and teacher Wu hated.”
Mo Fei, “…” Beautiful teacher is really not someone to be trifled with.
Mo Yi looked at Mo Fei and said worriedly, “Young master, even if you can’t suppress your sex impulse, you can not choose this kind of women.”
Mo Fei nodded approvingly, “Do I need you to tell me?”
Mo Yi heaved a sigh slightly, “I’m just afraid you might hang yourself on one tree.”
Mo Fei, “…” I would be the last person in the world who would hang himself on one tree!
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