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You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 2

Walking out of the hotel, Harrit Smith wrapped herself in a scarf and let out a long breath.

"What a time of misfortune! She choked on her water and even ruined her first time by attending to her friend's wedding."

During the wedding, she met a drunk wolf!

Who could be unluckier than her?

Looking up, her eyes inadvertently fell on the huge outdoor TV screen.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wright, are you going back to the country to open up a new market?"

"Mr. Wright, your company is in the limelight. Why did you choose to return to the country at this time?"

"Mr. Wright, may I ask when you can accept our exclusive interview?"

“…”

A large group of reporters held cameras in their hands and surrounded Beau Wright in the middle. They all wanted to get an answer.

Beau Wright did not speak. There was a faint and indifferent smile on his handsome face. He just politely nodded to everyone.

He was arrogant, superficial, indifferent, elegant, but nobody would find this man rude...

"Oh, is that the wolf!"

After glancing at the man on the screen in disgust, Harrit Smith stopped a car and rushed to work.

When she arrived at the office at half past two, there were still ten minutes before her class. She couldn't help but sigh in relief.

The high school she was in was the No.1 High School of Tranton, and it was also the best high school in Tranton. Every year, many students tried their best to get in. Because the school was good, and the life here was almost enjoyable, of course, the rules were strict.

Harrit Smith gave literature study courses to Year Three students.

"Please turn to page 85. What we are going to analyze today is an ancient poem. I will read it first and you can all read the explanation below."

Standing on the podium, Harrit Smith coughed a few times and she began, "Early April suddenly ablaze and unexpected pear blossom..."

"Love, like pear flowers in April..." A bright and pleasant voice that belonged to a man suddenly interrupted her.

Immediately, the whole class burst into laughter. They all turned around and looked toward the source of the voice.

With his arms lazily resting on the table, the sunlight shining through the window made his beautiful eyes narrow. Sykes Wright whispered word by word, "Early April suddenly ablaze and unexpected pear blossom, I love you like pear flowers in April..."

The laughter in the classroom grew louder. She did not refrain from laughing, and a helpless smile appeared on her pretty face. She shouted in a low voice, "Sykes!"

"Miss, what can I do for you?" He narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Harrit Smith walked over and stopped beside him. She pinched his ear as if she was punishing him. "Come to my office after class.

In the office.

Harrit Smith said helplessly, "Sykes, can you stop making trouble in class?"

"Miss, I don’t know what you mean..." With a smile on his face and his eyebrows raised, Sykes Wright said disapprovingly, "My life is too boring, so I should have some fun. Where is the Christmas gift you promised me, Miss?"

"You remember that better than anyone else. I have prepared the Christmas present I promised you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What is that then?"

Harrit Smith sat down at her desk and said, "I've been teaching Year Three for a year. I have never seen your parents. Tomorrow, your parents must come to me. Definitely!"

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