Chapter 712: 230: Identity fraud, directly uncover the truth_3
After speaking, Viola Thompson explained why she transferred from the International School.
Upon hearing this, Elena Williams frowned even more, “So Xiaoye was your teacher at the International School?”
She never thought that Ye Jun would be such a person.
She’d always known about Viola’s transfer, even laughing that Viola’s previous teacher had no idea how valuable she was and let such a talented person be driven away.
However, she didn’t know that…
This teacher, who didn’t know the value of her student, was her son’s girlfriend.
The future wife of the Thompson Clan!
“Yes.” Viola nodded slightly and continued, “Based on my understanding of Ye Jun, she should be attracted to my brother’s power and family background.”
Earlier, when Mrs. Thompson reminded Elena Williams, she didn’t take it seriously.
But now Viola said so too!
This indicates that Ye Jun is not a good person.
Mary Perryne also sighed, “I didn’t expect Xiaoye, who seemed quite gentle, to be so scheming. Elena, you must talk to Harry. When choosing a wife, it is important to marry someone with good character. Family background and looks can be disregarded, but the character must be good!”
Then Mary Perryne asked, “By the way, how long has Harry known her?”
Harry Thompson had always been a clever, self-disciplined, and decisive person.
Although he had been in relationships before, he had never taken the initiative to bring any girl home.
This was the first time.
So it’s clear that Harry was serious about Ye Jun!
Elena replied, “It’s been almost a year!”
At the end of her sentence, Elena continued, “In fact, my mother visited River City before and met Ye Jun once. It turns out, ‘Old ginger is hotter than young ginger!’ My mom said at first glance that Ye Jun was not a homemaker and reminded Harry to be cautious. I didn’t take it seriously at the time, but now I should have let them break up!”
Perhaps even Mrs. Thompson didn’t expect Harry to be genuinely in love with Ye Jun.
Here, Elena furrowed her brows a little, “I’ll call Harry over now.”
“Don’t rush, Elena,” Mary Perryne held Elena’s hand, “Let’s talk about this when you get back to the hotel.”
Since everyone was already here, there was no need to rush.
Give Harry some time to react.
Elena nodded and let out a light sigh.
Ye Jun lay on the bed.
Harry was a little worried and brought a thermometer over, “Xiao Jun, check if you have a fever?”
Ye Jun shook her head, “No fever, just a little dizzy.”
“Then I’ll get you a cup of hot water.”
Harry was a typical engineering man.
Telling her to drink more hot water became his clichéd way of caring for girls.
But besides drinking hot water, he didn’t know how to help.
After all, he wasn’t a doctor.
“Okay.” Ye Jun’s face was a bit pale.
Harry turned to get hot water.
Ye Jun watched Harry’s figure with a restless look in her eyes.
What should she do now?
Was she going to lose Harry?
She’s not willing to give up.
God knows how much effort she put in to make Harry fall in love with her and even consider getting married.
Ye Jun tightly gripped the quilt below her, her knuckles turning white from the force.
At that moment, Harry walked over with the hot water.
“Xiao Jun, drink some water.”
Ye Jun sat up, took the glass, symbolically drank a sip, put the glass on the bedside table, and looked at Harry, “Harry, I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?” Harry asked.
Ye Jun sighed, “Actually, Viola and I knew each other before.”
“Really?”Harry’s eyes widened.
“Yes.” Ye Jun nodded, then continued, “But at that time, I didn’t know she was your sister. We had a little misunderstanding.”
“What misunderstanding?” Harry’s brow furrowed slightly.
He knew that Viola wouldn’t be the kind of person who would have conflicts with others.
“Is it something you did wrong?” Harry asked.
Hearing this, Ye Jun’s heart sank.
She hadn’t even said anything, and Harry had already pushed all the blame onto her.
This showed how important Viola was to Harry.
What should she do now?
Ye Jun swallowed, trying to calm herself down and said tearfully, “Harry, it was : At that time, I was the headteacher of the senior year class at the International School. You know the situation of our class: The top student was the number one talented girl in River City.”