8 08 the lesson 5 (2/2)

Mr Jackson was already fourty something years old, compared to Wen Xin who only look around 19. But when it came to who was afraid of who, it was definitely Mr Jackson that was scared of Wen Xin, especially that neverchanging, cold, stoic face.

Even though he was afraid of Wen Xin, he still favoured her as she was a seed full of potential, her talent and grace were something he had never seen before!

”Well, if they don't want to attend my class it fine, I will just report it later. Now, let's start.” Mr Jackson said as he pushed back his hair.

Mr Jackson started to scribble on the blackboard with chalk as he read the textbook out loudly even though there was only one student.

Usually, if that was the case he would storm out of the room and start to complain, writing a very demanding letter to the ruler of this land. This was a humiliation he could not stand, especially with the Chinese!

Since Wen Xin was there,he would be more than pleased to teach her on a one to one basis.

After only half an hour into the peaceful lesson, the door was opened forcefully with a bang,causing both teacher and student to be startled.

”Gu Wen Xin! Come out and answer to me!” The joyous mood between student and teacher was destroyed.

Their gazes traced to the voice, one gaze's indifferent, one gaze's in rage.

The person who spoke was a quinquagenerian wearing a business suit with his hair combed back neatly.

If his face wasn't red due to rage and have veins protruding all over his forehead, he would look like a calm and collected businessman.

”Excuse me? Mr Tang, no matter how rich or well-known you are in this land, you should not be ignoring the fact that I am here.” Mr Jackson sneered threateningly as he narrowed his eyes at Mr Tang.

Noticing that Mr Jackson was not very pleased, Mr Tang broke into sweat and immediately said,

”Forgive my manners Mr Jackson, but believe me that this girl here is actually a mistress that slept around to get into this school and she even framed my -”

”Get out!” Mr Jackson couldn't bring himself to listen to anymore bullsh*t that Mr Tang was spouting.

Wen Xin was a mistress that slept around? Fools! With her talent, she could immediately be transferred from this lousy plantation section to an upper class land!

It was a pity she was married and was legally under her husband.

While Mr Jackson thought that he could not express clearer his despise and wanting for Mr Tang to get out if the place, Mr Tang misunderstood Mr Jackson's words and thought they were directed to Wen Xin.

He even presumed that the sl*t would be shameful enough to get out of the room and accept the consequences for hurting his daughter.

To his surprise, she was still shamelessly sitting there and not even bothering to look at him. How dare this sl*t humiliate him?! She had no rights to!

At a closer glace,Mr Tang realised that the sl*t was rather a beauty. With crystal clear, fair skin and curveous slim body, he immediately thought of a perverse idea.

Why not add in a pleasuring service into her consequences? After all, no one would care. In this era and time, the one who had more power made the law!