Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon Chapter 938: I'm My Mommy's Daughter

Chapter 938: I’m My Mommy’s Daughter

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As Gu Zi approached the door, she realized it had already closed behind Su Le and Su Bing.

She moved forward, preparing to knock and retrieve her little daughter, but Yang Zhen gently stopped her, saying, “Inside, it’s just the school’s teachers and two professors we invited—no one dangerous in there. Soone will keep an eye on Lele. If we barge in now, we might interrupt the professors’ questioning.”

Gu Zi thought about it and agreed. Since Su Le had followed Su Bing inside, if the teachers hadn’t yet brought her back out, she’d likely be fine. Relieved, she stood beside Yang Zhen, both of them waiting for the outco eagerly.

Inside the room, Su Bing was led forward by a teacher. He halted in front of the two professors. His calm, composed expression imdiately caught their attention.

The female professor adjusted her glasses as she studied Su Bing, murmuring in admiration, “Such a handso young man—no way his IQ is low. I’m thrilled to be on this assignnt.”

The professor, known for her appreciation of talented students, particularly those both bright and good-looking, saw in Su Bing the ideal candidate. She added a discreet note beside his na, marking him for special attention.

anwhile, her colleague watched, slightly disapproving of her tendency to focus on appearances.

“You’ve been in education for decades,” he murmured to her, “and still you can’t get rid of this habit of judging by looks. It’s not fair; we need to stay impartial for the school’s sake!”

The female professor dismissed his concerns with a wave. “How is it unfair? I can appreciate a well-presented young man, can’t I? Now, instead of criticizing , why don’t you get on with presenting the questions? Stop wasting ti.”

Understanding her personality, the male professor dropped the issue and started setting up the test questions. Despite her fixation on appearances, he knew she conducted her work seriously and fairly, so he trusted her judgnt.

anwhile, three teachers standing by the door caught sight of an adorable little figure—the sa little girl who had followed Su Bing inside. Upon realizing she’d entered the test room, one of the teachers imdiately picked her up to prevent any interruptions.

They recognized the child as Su Le, the little sister of Su Bing. Yang Zhen had ntioned her before, and her cuteness had chard nearly everyone at the school.

So of the teachers even joked that if they could have a daughter as beautiful as her, they would be overjoyed. Now, holding the precious little girl, they shared silent hopes of soday having their own daughters just as sweet and lovely.

Ms. Zhang held Su Le first, then passed her to Ms. Wang, who held onto her tightly, much to the frustration of Ms. Liu, who stared longingly.

Unable to hold back, Ms. Liu whispered urgently, “Ms. Wang, don’t be selfish! You’re not letting go—I’d like a turn too. And you’re pregnant! Let hold her instead. My husband and I plan to have a baby this year too!”

Ms. Wang reluctantly clung to Su Le, pleading, “Just one more minute! You and your husband haven’t conceived yet, but I’m already pregnant, so I need this little cutie’s good luck even more! Let’s not make noise and disturb the test.”

Su Le, feeling unsettled by the endless passing around, began to kick her legs in protest. She glared at the teachers, her tiny brows furrowing, and announced, “Put down! I want to find my brother!”

Her voice, small but commanding, carried through the room, instantly catching the attention of the professors, who both turned their gaze toward the commotion.

The test, it seed, had now been interrupted.

Ms. Wang quickly set Su Le down, and the other teachers fell silent, exchanging nervous glances as they realized their mistake.

The female professor, however, bead at the sight of Su Le, captivated by her doll-like face and bright eyes. She walked over to Su Le, smiling warmly. “Oh my, whose little angel are you? You look like a little porcelain doll!”

Su Le, still sowhat indignant, puffed her cheeks and crossed her arms. “I’m my mommy’s daughter. And I heard you’re a professor?”

Her response was so endearing that the adults couldn’t help but laugh. Even the female professor’s eyes sparkled with amusent.

She squatted down to Su Le’s eye level and asked with a gentle smile, “Oh, so you know what a professor is, do you? That’s right—I’m a professor. I teach foreign languages at the university level. Do you know what a university is? Or what foreign languages are?”