Chapter 95 - She Is Not Yu Mei Zhen (1/2)

”Who is she?”

”I don't know. It seems I'm seeing her for the first time in the class.''

”But then, why do I find her familiar?”

''Me too. I think I have seen her too.”

Her lips twitched as she heard the comments of the fellow classmates. But without paying much attention to any of it, Yu Mei walked towards the desk that was supposed to be hers according to her memory.

She kept her bag on the desk before taking a seat.

The sound of discussions rose a pitch higher this time.

”Why is she sitting on the man chaser's seat?”

''Are they related?”

''I think she must be a new student or else why would she sit on that ugly bitch's seat?”

”Yeah, that's possible.”

Not even for a moment did someone think she was the same ugly bitch they were talking about. Although such reactions were a bit unexpected, but Yu Mei was not surprised. Two months have passed since she took over this body.

And her face that was scar-ridden have turned crystal clear because of her special body conditions, the healthy eating habits and her habit of drinking plenty of water. It has been weeks since she joined the gym and started her medications.

Even though she was not slim yet but her belly was not bulging a few inches out neither was her flesh jiggling from her arms or thighs like before. Especially after her birthmark fully appeared on her chest, she found herself losing weight faster than before. The changes would not be visible for those who saw her everyday but those who have not seen Yu Mei Zhen since months will notice the changes in her.

But it was still a bit over the top that these fellow classmates failed to recognize her.

Right at this moment, a lady in her late 40s entered the classroom.

”Good Afternoon, students,” She greeted and the students greeted her back.

The lady was usually addressed by the students as Professor Zhang. Not only she was their Chinese professor, she was the associate professor of their class too. And Yu Mei did not have that much of a good feeling about It.

Professor Zhang adjusted her round glasses lying atop her nose. She put the register and books in her hand on the large table and walked towards the front desk.

”Stand up!” She coldly said to the girl sitting in the front.

The girl stood up, a bit frightened.

”Get out of the class right now.”

”Pr-Prof….''The girl stuttered.

”Get out,” Professor Zhang slammed one of her hands on the table.